-
Julien, don't start this again.
Be reasonable.
-
It's naughty to cry.
You promised.
-
I'm not crying.
Really.
-
I'll see you in three weeks,
and you'll be home for Mardi Gras.
-
Time will fly.
-
Why do you say that?
You know it won't.
-
Dad and I will write often.
-
I don't give a damn about Dad,
and I hate you.
-
Hi, Julien.
-
Hello, children.
-
You want to be with your friends.
-
Yeah, right.
I can't stand that idiot.
-
Still smooching?
-
A bright boy like you mustn't miss
the train.
-
- François, I forbid you to smoke.
- It's only corn silk.
-
- So?
- It doesn't count.
-
Bye, Mom.
-
Be good.
-
All aboard!
-
Go on now.
-
You think I like this?
-
I miss you every moment.
-
I'd like to dress up as a boy
and join you.
-
I'd see you at school every day.
It'd be our secret.
-
You know I can't keep you
in Paris with me.
-
Written and Directed by
LOUIS MALLE
-
- Did you have a good vacation, Julien?
- Yes, Father.
-
- Your parents are well?
- Yes, Father.
-
- What'd you get for Christmas?
- Books.
-
Just books?
That's lousy.
-
ST. JOHN OF THE
CROSS CARMELITE CONVENT
-
Have you ever read Verne?
-
Just 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea.
-
Laviron, did you put your things away?
-
Ach! Black market, Mr. Quentin.
I arrest you.
-
Your jam ist konfizkated!
-
Let me go!
-
Quentin, stop it.
-
Next time I'll smash your face in.
I swiped it from my brother.
-
She's a real dish.
-
She's got no tits.
-
Look out! Monkeys!
-
Good evening, Father.
-
- Is this bed free?
- Yes. D'Eparville has whooping cough.
-
Take this one.
-
Children, this is Jean Bonnet,
your new schoolmate.
-
Mr. Moreau, find him a locker.
-
- Good night, children.
- Good night, Father.
-
- Hey, Bonnet!
- Where's your Easter bonnet?
-
That's enough!
Leave him alone!
-
I'll show you your locker.
-
Take this one.
Go get your things.
-
What's your name?
-
The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
-
Shut up and get to bed.
It's just a blackout.
-
My name's Julien Quentin.
Mess with me and you'll be sorry.
-
Babinot, vacation's over.
-
Good night, everyone.
-
Cut it out!
-
Hey, that's my place.
-
- What's today?
- French lit and religion.
-
- No hot water?
- No. We're not sissies here.
-
"Verily I say unto you,
-
unless you eat the flesh of the
Son of Man and drink his blood,
-
you have no life in you."
-
Father, give me a hand.
-
"Whoever eats my flesh
and drinks my blood has eternal life.
-
For my flesh is food indeed,
-
and my blood is drink indeed."
-
We starve and freeze,
yet we fast for communion.
-
What a place.
-
- You're taking communion?
- I'm no ass-kisser like you.
-
"Star of the sea,
here lies the heavy sheet
-
The deep swell, the ocean of wheat
-
The turbulent spume and our
full granaries
-
Here, your eyes on this immense cope
-
Here your voice on this weighty plain
-
Our absent friends, depopulated hearts
-
Here, the stretch of our shattered fists
-
Our weariness and our full force..."
-
Quentin, you're ready
for the Comédie-Française.
-
Can you tell us
who Charles Peguy was?
-
He was killed in the First World War.
-
You're starting at the end of the story.
-
His mother mended chairs.
-
Stop laughing like idiots.
Peguy's mother was a good woman.
-
What about you, Bonnot?
You know anything about Peguy?
-
No, sir.
And my name's Bonnet.
-
As in Easter bonnet!
-
Very funny, Babinot.
-
To get back in the swing after vacation,
-
write an essay on the first two verses.
-
You have half an hour.
-
I'd like to confess.
-
- Are you nuts?
- It doesn't even hurt.
-
Quentin, take it easy!
-
Careful, children.
-
Take that, Negus.
-
This'll warm him up.
-
I'm Bayard, the fearless knight.
-
Love live France!
-
Playing rough, Quentin?
-
Bastard!
-
En garde, Laviron!
-
Coward, traitor, villain!
-
I'm Negus, the Black Knight,
protector of widows and orphans.
-
Get back, Moor!
I'm Richard the Lionhearted.
-
I'll drive you from Jerusalem,
infidel Saracen.
-
Son of a bitch.
-
Allah is God
and Mohammed is his prophet.
-
Tremble, my friend.
-
Lion heart, flea brain, pig face,
cow turd.
-
Go, Negus.
-
Is that his real name?
-
What do you think?
-
He looks nasty.
You know him?
-
That's Lafarge, my best friend.
-
Death to the Saracens!
-
Well done!
-
Playtime's over.
Back to class.
-
Babinot, hurry up.
-
It doesn't even hurt.
Hold still while I put on a bandage.
-
You boys will kill yourselves
on those stilts.
-
Someone'll break a leg one day.
-
Hey, we said 45.
-
The richer they are, the more they steal.
-
Joseph, what are you up to?
Back to your potatoes.
-
There, all better.
-
You drink too much, Mrs. Perrin.
-
Quiet, brat! Nothing wrong
with a drop of the good stuff.
-
- Got any stamps?
- I'm not trading with you guys anymore.
-
I've got some jam.
-
After lunch.
-
The doctor's wife loves your jam.
-
It puts her in the mood.
Know what I mean?
-
Pass the basket.
-
Now there's straw in the bread!
I'm gonna write to my dad.
-
- What can he do?
- Complain.
-
I remind those
who've received food from home
-
to share with their fellow students.
-
You want some salami?
-
I'm warning you... it's horsemeat.
-
I have to eat. I'm anemic.
-
What about us?
Didn't you hear Father Jean?
-
There's not enough for everyone.
Let your folks feed you.
-
There's one piece left.
-
- You take it.
- Thanks. You're a pal.
-
Today, St. Simeon Stylites.
-
"St. Simeon was 13
and tending his father's sheep
-
when he heard this verse
from the Bible:
-
'Woe unto you who laugh now,
-
for the day shall come when you
shall weep.'
-
He left home to become a hermit and
lived 30 years atop a column.
-
He stood upright, without shelter,
-
absorbed in almost continuous prayer.
-
Vitamin crackers.
-
Here. It'll taste better now.
-
- I've got two.
- Thanks. I'm not hungry anymore.
-
That guy gets on my nerves.
-
- There's little Joseph now.
- You got the jam?
-
Stop it!
These are my clean pants!
-
Joseph's in love, boys.
-
Your girlfriend looks like a slut.
-
How about your sister?
-
What's she look like?
-
- Is the teacher tough?
- No, he's nice.
-
- Have you had him?
- Yes. He was amazed at my Latin.
-
- They'll be ready to eat in three months.
- Sure, for Parents' Day.
-
So parents will say,
"You eat so well here!"
-
Let's see the stamps.
-
A 15-centime Madagascar.
The guy said it's real rare.
-
Somewhat rare.
-
I think I'll keep my jam.
The grub here is lousy.
-
You're a real Jew.
-
So, you're in love?
-
Don't joke around. It's serious.
Could you spare 50 francs?
-
Women cost a bundle.
You'll find out.
-
No, I won't.
Besides, you're rich.
-
On what they pay me here?
If I could find another job...
-
I'm broke. Ask François.
-
Ciron, put some wood in the stove.
It's freezing in here.
-
No need to play the fool.
-
Who can prove that the sum
of the two opposite sides AB plus CD
-
equals the sum
of the other two sides?
-
The new boy.
-
- His name's Easter Bonnet, sir.
- Knock it off.
-
We know that tangents of a circle
from a given point are equal.
-
Therefore A equals a,
-
B equals b...
-
You think?
-
Turns your brain to mush,
but he doesn't have a lot to lose.
-
Right. Very good.
-
- Everyone understand?
- Yes, sir.
-
Great! An air raid!
-
We'll go down to the shelter.
-
But class isn't over.
Bring your books.
-
Hurry up, children.
-
- Mother Michel lost her cat
- Quiet!
-
Now for some algebra.
-
Follow along in your books.
Page 61.
-
Algebraic numbers
-
are like arithmetic numbers in that...
-
Give me some light?
-
Get lost.
-
Lift up the light.
I can't see.
-
I'll get caught!
-
You're such a pain!
-
They're bombing the station.
-
- No, it's the barracks.
- Calm down and stay seated.
-
Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with you...
-
The lovebirds!
-
Quentin, turn that off!
-
Thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
-
Give us this day our daily bread,
-
and forgive us our trespasses as we
forgive our trespassers,
-
and lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil. Amen.
-
To bed now. Good night.
-
Just curl up like a little doggie.
-
Did you do this?
-
Shit!
-
What is it?
-
One, two...
-
three, four...
-
Shoulders back!
-
You've got biceps like papier-mâché!
-
She's showing off her ass.
-
It's a lot better than yours.
-
Quiet!
-
Ciron, 20 extra push-ups!
-
Keep going!
Get those rear ends down!
-
It's an A-sharp.
-
Can't you hear
when you hit a wrong note?
-
Go on.
-
You should try the violin.
-
Do you hate music?
-
Not at all.
But my mother forces me to take piano.
-
She's right. If you stop now,
you'll always regret it.
-
Time's up.
-
See you Tuesday.
-
Good-bye, miss.
-
- What's your name?
- Jean Bonnet.
-
Let's hear you play.
-
Try this.
-
Ass-kisser.
-
Bonnet, get back to your seat.
-
"My darling, as you know,
-
it's very hard
for me to write to you.
-
Mr. D. Was going to Lyon,
-
and he agreed to mail this.
-
Your aunt and I seldom go out..."
-
Julien Quentin.
-
Confession.
-
Your mother's up to something.
-
Oh, yes... I fought
with my sister on vacation.
-
Nothing else?
-
I don't think so.
-
No evil thoughts?
-
You know what I mean.
Everyone has them.
-
- Even you?
- Even me.
-
- What's wrong?
- Frostbite.
-
Show me.
-
It's a vitamin deficiency.
-
Tell Mrs. Perrin
to give you cod-liver oil.
-
It's the cold.
It's freezing in school.
-
I know.
-
But think of those
less fortunate than you.
-
You told your mother
you wanted to take holy orders.
-
She told you?
-
I don't think you have
any calling for the priesthood.
-
It's a sorry job anyway.
-
Say three Hail Marys.
-
You may stand up.
-
Who told you that?
-
You mustn't believe rumors.
-
What can I do?
-
We're in the Lord's hands.
-
Do you get along well with your
new classmate?
-
Bonnet?
-
Be very nice to him.
-
The others look up to you.
I'm counting on you.
-
Why? Is he sick?
-
Not at all.
Run along now.
-
- Pétain's a loony.
- He is not.
-
If we didn't have Pétain,
we'd be in deep shit.
-
- Says who?
- My father.
-
My father says Laval sold out to
the Germans.
-
Jews and Communists are worse
than Germans.
-
- Your Dad says that?
- No, I do.
-
I'm not surprised.
-
Don't dawdle.
Stay together.
-
- Good, isn't it?
- What?
-
The Three Musketeers.
How far are you?
-
- Milady's trial.
- She's a real bitch.
-
- What are you gonna do later?
- I don't know. Math.
-
Math's a bunch of shit,
unless you want to be an accountant.
-
My father was an accountant.
-
PUBLIC BATHS
Hurry up, children.
-
Quentin, come along.
-
Come on, Babinot.
-
NO JEWS ALLOWED
-
Remember, we don't have much time.
-
You haven't bathed in two weeks.
-
Bonnet, is it true
you're not gonna be confirmed?
-
I'm a Protestant.
-
A heretic... disgusting!
-
Bonnet isn't a Protestant name.
-
It sure is.
-
- Second shower.
- Not a tub?
-
A shower. Now go!
-
Babinot, what are you doing?
That's enough now.
-
Bonnet, take the tub at the end.
-
- Can I have a tub too?
- In there.
-
- What about me?
- In there.
-
- It's tiny. My feet'll stick out.
- It'll have to do.
-
You should try the violin.
-
Quentin, what are you doing?
-
I'm waiting for your tub.
-
Smart-aleck.
I told you to hurry up.
-
I can't help it.
-
My soap won't lather.
-
Hurry up. It's freezing.
-
- That guy's got some nerve!
- Shut up.
-
It's cold. We'll run back.
Let's go!
-
Pull your arms back.
-
Squat, one and two.
-
Again.
-
Looks like the mountain troops.
-
No, they're militia.
-
This is a search.
-
You have no right to enter here.
-
This is a private school.
-
Only children and men of the cloth.
-
What do those collaborators want?
-
- We have orders.
- From whom?
-
Our superiors.
-
- I'll complain.
- To whom?
-
- You can go in now.
- Already? Great!
-
Hey!
-
Your jam was a big hit.
Got any more?
-
What did the militia want?
-
They're snooping around.
Heard there were draft dodgers here.
-
Draft dodgers?
-
Guys hiding out
to avoid forced labor in Germany.
-
Like Moreau, the monitor.
- Really?
-
Moreau's not his real name.
But I don't care.
-
With my leg, I'll be exempt.
-
- Joseph!
- Coming.
-
She's worse than going to Germany.
-
Rollin: Average. Nine and a half.
-
Bonnet? Not here.
-
Good riddance.
-
Quentin.
-
Intelligent, but a bit pretentious.
-
This, for example:
-
"Peguy sees the cathedral
as a grand and generous beacon."
-
Take your seat.
-
Where were you?
-
Ciron, 12 points.
-
Where do you get barges
in the middle of wheat fields?
-
On the Foussarde Canal, sir.
I was there on vacation.
-
Bonnet.
-
13 1/2. Good work.
Sensitive and well-written.
-
Quentin, you've got competition.
-
Who hasn't had his vitamin cracker?
-
D'Arsonval, stop lagging.
-
I can't pay you right away.
-
You promised.
-
Ask the little shit. I'm sure
the miser's hoarding some sugar.
-
Want some marbles?
-
Julien Quentin?
-
Wait!
-
Julien Quentin.
-
The apartment seems empty
without you.
-
Paris is no fun these days.
They bomb us nearly every night.
-
A bomb killed eight people yesterday.
-
Charming!
-
The girls are back in school.
-
Sophie works at the Red Cross
Thursdays and Sundays.
-
So many unfortunate people.
-
Dad's at the plant in Lille.
His factory's hardly producing.
-
He's in a foul mood.
-
It's really time this war ended.
-
I'll come get you Sunday at 8:00,
as we agreed.
-
We'll have lunch at Le Grand Cerf.
-
Can't wait to give you a big hug.
-
Your loving mother.
-
P.S. Eat your jam.
I'll bring you more.
-
Take good care of your health.
-
Beat it, buddy.
-
"First prize in arithmetic... Jean...
-
Jean Kippel...
-
Kippelstein."
-
I'm hungry.
-
What's a perpendicular bisector?
-
- A perpendicular in mid-segment.
- What's it good for?
-
That's a theta, not a tau.
-
We'll continue next time.
-
Greek is useful, you know.
-
All scientific words have Greek roots.
-
Who do you like best?
Athos or d'Artagnan?
-
Aramis.
-
He's a hypocrite.
-
Yeah, but he's the smartest one.
-
Why don't you take Greek?
-
- I took Latin.
- Where?
-
At school in Marseilles.
-
You're from Marseilles?
You don't have an accent.
-
I wasn't born there.
-
Where were you born?
-
You wouldn't know it if I told you.
-
Is Greek hard?
- Not once you know the alphabet.
-
Are your parents in Marseilles?
-
My dad's a prisoner.
-
He didn't escape?
-
And where's your mother?
-
You won't tell me?
-
- In the unoccupied zone.
- There's no unoccupied zone anymore.
-
I know that. Now lay off.
I don't know where she is.
-
She hasn't written in three months.
Happy now?
-
What are you two up to?
-
I have a cold.
-
Enough nonsense.
Go out and play.
-
Hippo's a bastard.
Always snooping around.
-
St. Thomas's proofs
of God's existence don't hold water.
-
I don't agree.
-
Since we can imagine God,
he must exist.
-
That's just sophistry.
-
At least Bergson
seeks transcendence in science.
-
Hey, I want to talk to you.
-
- That's strong.
- It's the real thing, dummy.
-
Let's go somewhere else.
The monkeys will catch us here.
-
- Do me a favor.
- What?
-
Pass a note to your piano teacher.
-
- You're crazy! I'll get expelled!
- She won't say anything.
-
You're such a scaredy-cat.
-
François, what's a yid?
-
- A Jew.
- I know, but what exactly is a Jew?
-
- Someone who doesn't eat pork.
- Are you kidding me?
-
Not at all.
-
What have people got against them?
-
The fact they're smarter than us,
and they crucified Jesus.
-
That's not true.
It was the Romans.
-
Is that why they have to wear
yellow stars?
-
- Will you take my letter to Davenne?
- No.
-
What do you want with her anyway?
- Never mind.
-
Be nice. I'll lend you my Arabian Nights.
It'll give you a hard-on.
-
Leave me alone!
-
You smell awful, Joseph.
-
Stop it, right now!
-
He called me a creep!
-
That's enough now.
Calm down and go back to the kitchen.
-
"Down, Joseph! To your kennel!"
-
I'm not a dog!
-
Stop it, D'Arsonval!
-
Damn, a cross.
Another wrong trail.
-
We have to get back to the crossroads,
quickly and quietly.
-
There must be another trail at the fork.
-
I wonder where the others are.
-
What's today?
-
January 17. Thursday.
-
You realize there'll never be another
January 17, 1944?
-
Never again.
-
Shut up and get a move on!
-
In 40 years,
half these guys'll be dead and buried.
-
Come on.
-
I'm the only one in this school
who thinks about death. It's incredible!
-
You're our prisoners.
Follow us.
-
We're gonna tie your hands.
-
There are two missing.
Over there! It's Quentin!
-
Wow!
-
I found the treasure.
The Greens win.
-
Didn't they catch you?
-
Yes, they tied me to a tree,
but I got free.
-
Bastards!
-
I found the treasure.
All by myself.
-
Are there wolves in these woods?
-
It's that way.
-
We go left. I'm sure.
-
- No, we go right.
- I told you, we go left.
-
It's the high wall next to the church,
right?
-
I know it.
We Bavarians are Catholic.
-
Good evening, Father.
Lost any children?
-
We looked everywhere.
Always playing the fool, Julien!
-
That's not fair.
I found the treasure.
-
But everyone had vanished.
-
It's all right, my boy.
-
What happened?
-
They got arrested by the Krauts.
-
Could the Krauts
-
have their blanket back?
-
Thank you very much.
-
No civilians in the woods after 8:00 p.m.
Don't you know there's a curfew?
-
You think we did it on purpose?
-
I caught hell because of you.
-
You won because of me, jerk.
-
Come on. Hurry up.
-
Calm down.
-
Lafarge, out!
-
Feeling better, twerp?
-
A present from Joseph.
-
And a letter from your mom.
-
She's your mom too.
-
But you're her pet.
-
Dad's always off in Lille.
I bet she's getting plenty.
-
- What do you mean?
- Women are all whores, my friend.
-
Sorry, Sister.
-
What an idiot!
-
- Swabbing time.
- Again?
-
Three times a day.
Sit up straight.
-
Open your mouth.
-
Open wide.
Keep your tongue down.
-
Listen here!
Open your mouth!
-
- Were you scared last night?
- Not really.
-
I hear you saw some wild boar.
-
Were there lots?
- Around 50.
-
What about the Germans?
-
Did they really fire at you?
-
- Just a few bursts.
- Come on!
-
Nice book.
-
What is it?
-
The Arabian Nights.
It's my brother's.
-
It's banned by the monkeys.
- Why?
-
It's really dirty.
I'll lend it to you.
-
Recess is over.
-
We've got our religion class.
-
See you tomorrow.
-
- Kiss Mother Michel for me.
- Oh, we will.
-
The Arabian Nights.
-
You're disgusting.
-
It doesn't hurt it.
-
It's dead.
-
A present from Joseph.
-
No, thanks.
I don't like pâté.
-
Go on. Eat it.
-
I said no.
I don't like pâté.
-
Because it's pork?
-
Why do you always ask such
stupid questions?
-
Because your name's Kippelstein,
not Bonnet.
-
Do you say "Kippelstine"
or "Kippelsteen"?
-
Bonnet, get back in bed
this minute or I'll report you!
-
And you quiet down.
-
- Are your parents coming?
- The whole family.
-
Aren't you dressing up?
No visitors?
-
What the hell is it to you?
-
My message today is especially
for the youngest among you
-
who will be confirmed in a few weeks.
-
My children,
-
we live in a time of discord and hatred.
-
Lies are all-powerful.
Christians kill one another.
-
Those who should guide us betray
us instead.
-
More than ever, we must beware
of selfishness and indifference.
-
You're all from wealthy families,
some very wealthy.
-
Because you've been given much,
much will be asked of you.
-
Remember the Bible's stern lesson:
-
"It's easier for a camel
to pass through the eye of a needle
-
than for a rich man
to enter the kingdom of heaven."
-
St. James said,
-
"Now, you rich, weep and wail
for the woes awaiting you."
-
Your wealth has rotted,
and your garments are eaten by worms."
-
Worldly wealth corrupts souls
and withers hearts.
-
It makes men contemptuous, unjust,
-
pitiless in their egoism.
-
I understand the anger
of those who have nothing
-
when the rich feast so arrogantly.
-
He's hitting pretty hard.
-
I don't mean to shock you
-
but only remind you
that charity is a Christian's first duty.
-
St. Paul tells us in today's Epistle,
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"Brothers, be not wise in your
own conceits.
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Do not repay any man evil for evil.
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If thine enemy hunger, feed him.
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If he thirst, give him drink."
-
Let us pray for the hungry,
for those who suffer,
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for the persecuted.
-
Let us pray for the victims
-
and for their executioners as well.
-
- Will you give concerts?
- Not right away.
-
I still need practice.
-
It's hard to get started.
-
It's Duvallier's dog.
-
- It'll bite you.
- He doesn't bite.
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En garde, Easter Bonnet.
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Help me, you guys!
Get the heretic!
-
You're really getting on my nerves.
-
Go, Julien!
-
Julien, have you gone mad!
-
Your best suit.
-
What'll they say at the restaurant?
-
What's gotten into you boys?
You think it's funny?
-
Was everything all right, Mr. Meyer?
-
Thank you.
The rabbit was tolerable.
-
Mrs. Quentin, your table's this way.
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François, sit over there.
Julien here.
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- We haven't seen you lately.
- Vacations.
-
What fish do you have?
-
We haven't had fish in ages, ma'am.
-
I recommend the rabbit.
Half a meal coupon per serving.
-
Is it rabbit or cat?
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Rabbit, sir.
With sauteed potatoes.
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- In butter?
- Margarine.
-
No coupons required.
-
Very well. We'll have the rabbit,
and a bottle of Bordeaux.
-
The place is full of Krauts.
-
I thought they were all on the
Russian front.
-
You caught their eye.
-
Your parents couldn't come?
-
Poor boy.
-
What about Dad?
-
He said he was coming.
- He couldn't. Problems at the plant.
-
As usual.
-
Your poor father
is under a lot of pressure.
-
- Is he still for Pétain?
- No one is anymore.
-
I heard of your ordeal in the woods.
I gave Father Jean a piece of my mind.
-
Those boy scout games are ludicrous
in this freezing cold.
-
You could've died, my darling.
-
Guns do go off!
- Makes a man of him.
-
That's just what Father Jean said.
-
I mean really!
-
- He was with me in the woods.
- Oh, so it was you.
-
I bet you're from Lyon.
-
The name Gillet is from Lyon.
They're all in the silk trade.
-
His name's Bonnet, not Gillet.
-
Of course.
-
He's from Marseilles.
-
I knew a Bonnet there, a cousin
of the Du Perrons. Is she your mother?
-
How strange.
-
His father's an accountant.
-
Really.
-
Your papers, please.
-
Your papers, sir.
-
Can't you read?
-
This place is off limits to yids.
-
Why are those men bothering people?
-
That gentleman looks very proper.
-
Mr. Meyer's been coming here
for 20 years.
-
I can't just throw him out.
- Shut up, flunky!
-
I can have your license revoked.
-
Collaborators.
-
Quiet, François.
-
Did you say that?
-
He's a child.
He doesn't know what he's saying.
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We serve France, lady.
He insulted us.
-
Go away!
-
It's monstrous.
You should be ashamed.
-
Not at all.
-
Leave him alone.
-
He's right.
Send the Jews to Moscow!
-
Get the hell out of here!
-
You understand?
Get the hell out!
-
We'll meet again.
-
Say what you will,
but some of them are decent.
-
He was showing off for you.
-
Aren't we Jewish?
-
- That's all we need!
- Isn't Aunt Reinach Jewish?
-
- She's Alsatian.
- You can be Alsatian and Jewish.
-
That's quite enough!
The Reinachs are devout Catholics!
-
If they heard you!
-
Mind you,
I have nothing against Jews.
-
Except for that Léon Blum.
They can hang him.
-
Julien, sit up straight.
-
Your friend is nice.
He doesn't say much.
-
He has his reasons.
-
- Then he's no dummy.
- Not at all.
-
Where's François?
What's he up to?
-
He always gives the Krauts
wrong directions.
-
Very clever!
-
- What if I joined the resistance?
- Nonsense. You must finish school.
-
Some things are
more important than school.
-
Julien wants to become a monkey.
-
Not a monkey.
A missionary in the Congo.
-
Stop using that stupid word.
It's awful.
-
You should be grateful
to those poor monks who...
-
"...work so hard to educate you."
-
Precisely!
-
You're a real pain.
Leave me alone.
-
Fernande!
-
You know her?
-
Julien, are you sure
you want to become a priest?
-
- Would you object?
- Not at all.
-
Your father and I would be proud.
-
But why not engineering,
like Grandpa?
-
Don't worry.
-
He'll give up the church for a girl.
He's a lover boy, like Joseph.
-
Laviron's sister is a real dish.
-
I'm gonna sweet-talk her.
-
I can't kiss you anymore?
-
Look at that.
You've got a little mustache.
-
Can I go back to Paris with you?
Dad won't know.
-
Did you have a good lunch?
-
Your mother's nice.
Boy, can she talk fast.
-
She's crazy.
-
You'll see her again soon.
-
I know how to thread it.
-
It'll break like last time.
-
No, it won't.
-
Your jam's great.
-
- Adrienne made it.
- Is that your sister?
-
No, she's the cook.
-
What's funny?
Don't you have a cook?
-
You always eat out?
- No. My mom's a great cook.
-
- You're eating my jam.
- Stop it.
-
Move over, guys.
-
We're ready.
-
Turn out the lights, please.
-
The fat lady's gonna go sliding.
-
Looks like Mrs. Perrin.
-
She's beautiful.
-
He's in love.
-
She loves him too.
-
Shit!
-
Time to get up.
-
Quentin wets the bed.
-
Quentin wets the bed.
-
Hurry up in the washroom.
-
It never fails.
-
I'm having a great dream.
-
I feel like peeing.
I open my fly. Everything's great.
-
Then I wake up and feel
the warm piss on my stomach.
-
It's no fun, let me tell you.
-
Try it. Don't be scared.
-
Go on. Keep your head up.
-
Get back up.
-
- Bed wetter.
- Sagard, you're gonna get it.
-
You dirty thief!
-
You're the thief!
-
Just you wait, you thief!
-
Father Michel, I caught him stealing lard!
-
He put it in his bag to sell!
-
Not in front of the boys, Mrs. Perrin!
-
- I told you he was stealing!
- It's not true, damn it!
-
She's the thief!
She's a liar!
-
Get back in the kitchen.
-
I told that idiot he'd get caught.
-
Joseph was selling our supplies
on the black market.
-
Mrs. Perrin should have told us.
She may have been in on it.
-
But that's not all.
-
We found these in his locker.
Private food supplies.
-
He named all seven of you.
-
Whose pâté is this?
-
Mine.
-
- And the jam?
- Mine.
-
Know what you are?
-
A thief, just like Joseph.
-
I didn't steal.
That jam was mine.
-
You should've shared it.
-
I believe true education consists in
teaching you
-
to make good use of your freedom.
-
And this is what happens!
-
You disgust me. There's nothing
I despise more than the black market.
-
Always money!
-
It wasn't for money.
We traded, that's all.
-
For what?
-
Cigarettes.
-
Quentin, if it weren't for your parents,
I'd kick you out at once.
-
You and your brother.
-
I have to fire Joseph, even though
it's unfair.
-
You're all confined to school
until Easter.
-
Now go back to class.
-
Where do I go now?
I don't even have a place to sleep.
-
Get back to class.
-
Go see the bursar.
He'll pay you a month's wages.
-
I end up taking the rap.
It's not fair.
-
Come on, Joseph.
-
- What are you doing here?
- Choir practice.
-
You two help me
with the flowers for Sunday.
-
We'll take it from "O Lord, in thee..."
-
Bonnet's not here?
-
- No, miss. He's in the infirmary.
- Really?
-
It's easy.
Do this with your left hand.
-
We'd better get to the shelter.
-
Everyone in the shelter, and hurry!
-
They won't miss us.
They never count.
-
I hope the Americans land soon.
-
Will you stay at this school when
the war's over?
-
I don't know. I doubt it.
-
You scared?
-
All the time.
-
How long's it been since you saw him?
-
My father?
Almost two years.
-
I never see mine either.
-
What are you doing here, Joseph?
-
I forgot some things.
-
What about you?
-
"Could I, lad,
belong to anyone but you?
-
She swiftly cast aside her veils,
removed her clothing,
-
and appeared naked as the day she
was born.
-
Blessed be the womb that bore her.
-
The princess was
as soft and white as fine linen.
-
Her whole being
exuded a scent of amber.
-
He took her in his arms,
-
probing her intimate depths,
and found she was a virgin pearl.
-
His hand roved
over her lovely limbs and neck
-
and through the richness of her hair.
-
She responded by eagerly displaying
her many gifts.
-
She had the sinuous grace of Araby,
Ethiopian ardor,
-
the startled candor of the French,
the high art of the Indians,
-
Yemeni coyness,
-
and the narrow passage of a
Chinese girl.
-
Each embrace became a coupling,
-
and each coupling
the wildest fornication,
-
until, weary from
their passionate writhings,
-
they fell asleep in each other's arms,
drunk with pleasure.
-
Thus ended..."
-
The Russians have begun
a major offensive in the Ukraine.
-
British radio claims
the Germans have been overrun
-
along a 60-mile front west of Kiev.
-
Radio Paris claims the attack was repulsed
-
with heavy losses.
-
The truth is likely
somewhere between the two.
-
Radio Paris tells German lies
-
Meanwhile, in Italy,
-
the Americans and British
are pinned down at Monte Cassino.
-
Take out your notebooks for an
algebra problem.
-
We're going to multiply two monomials.
-
May I be excused, sir?
It's the soup.
-
It's always you, Sagard.
Go on.
-
Dr. Müller. Gestapo.
-
Which one of you is Jean Kippelstein?
-
Answer me.
-
There's no one by that name in this class.
-
Let's go.
-
That boy is not French.
-
He's a Jew.
-
Your principal committed
a serious crime by hiding him.
-
The school is closed.
-
You have two hours to pack your bags
and line up in the yard.
-
Was Bonnet a Jew?
-
Keep calm, children.
-
Quiet down and listen to me, children.
-
They've arrested Father Jean.
-
It seems we've been denounced.
-
What about Bonnet?
-
Bonnet, Dupré and Lafarge
are Jewish.
-
Father Jean took them in
because their lives were in danger.
-
Go to the dormitory
and pack quickly and calmly.
-
But first we'll say a prayer
for Father Jean and your friends.
-
Our Father, who art in heaven...
-
Negus got away.
-
They didn't get Negus.
-
They're looking for him and Moreau.
Father Jean had resistance leaflets.
-
When you're ready, go to the dining hall.
-
Quentin, pack Laviron's bag
and take it to the infirmary. Hurry!
-
Want some help?
-
Don't worry.
They'd have gotten me anyway.
-
Negus got away.
-
I know.
-
Take these.
I've read them all.
-
You want The Arabian Nights?
-
- What are you doing here?
- I brought his bag.
-
Are you gonna get up?
-
What do you want now?
-
We can't stay here.
They're searching the attic.
-
Sister, put a compress on him!
-
Hurry!
-
You'll get us all arrested!
-
There's a Jew here.
I'm sure of it.
-
We haven't seen anyone.
-
You, come here.
-
Pull down your pants. Quick!
-
What happened?
-
- It's her.
- Get out!
-
I'm going over the roof.
Good-bye, Julien.
-
He's a friend.
-
What are you doing with them?
-
Here.
-
Aren't you happy?
You'll get a vacation.
-
You don't smoke?
-
Don't worry about it.
They're just Jews.
-
You really liked Bonnet?
-
Don't act so pious!
You guys are to blame!
-
I got fired
for doing business with you.
-
Mrs. Perrin stole more than I did.
-
Stop acting so pious!
-
There's a war going on, kid.
-
Are there any other Jews among you?
-
Answer me!
-
What about you?
Sure you're not Jewish?
-
Your name?
-
Pierre de la Rozière.
-
Go stand against the wall.
-
You think they'll arrest us?
-
We didn't do anything.
-
We were in the chapel.
-
We came for confession.
-
That soldier did his duty.
-
His orders were to let no one leave.
-
The strength of the German soldier
is his discipline.
-
That's what you French lack:
Discipline.
-
We're not your enemies.
-
You must help us rid France of
foreigners and Jews.
-
Good-bye, Father.
-
Good-bye, children.
See you soon.
-
Bonnet, Negus and Dupré
-
died at Auschwitz.
-
Father Jean
died in the camp at Mauthausen.
-
The school reopened its doors
in October of 1944.
-
More than 40 years have passed,
-
but I'll remember every second of that
January morning until the day I die.
