PORT OF SHADOWS
LE HAVRE - 12 MILES
- Going to Le Havre? - Yeah. Get in.
Thanks.
- Tired? - Yes.
On Ieave?
You don't taIk much.
No, not much.
Cigarette?
Thanks.
We're here.
Le Havre.
Oh, yeah.
Look at this fog.
I know aII about it. I was in Tonkin.
Are you kidding? There's no fog in Tonkin.
No fog?
Sure there is. In here.
Are you nuts? PuIIing a stunt Iike that for a dog?
- It's stiII a dog. - And it's stiII my hide!
Take quinine if you're deIirious. Tonkin or not, don't mess with my truck!
Your truck, your hide.
If you don't Iike it, why don't we take it outside?
Fine with me!
We reaIIy gonna fight over a dog?
Don't think I'm backing down.
AII I had to do was bust your face,
and you couId say bye-bye to your wrench.
I thought you might puII a gun.
A gun!
Shut up. You don't know what you're saying.
Just give me a cigarette.
Using a gun Iooks easy.
Like shooting wooden ducks at a fair.
You shoot...
and then some guy screams.
He hoIds his stomach and makes a face Iike a kid with a beIIyache.
His hands turn red, and then he drops.
You're Ieft standing there. You don't understand a thing.
Like everything around you has disappeared.
Anyway, here I am. Thanks.
No hard feeIings? - 'Course not.
- Bye. - Want the pack?
- What about you? - I've got more.
In that case, sure. Thanks.
Bye.
Good Iuck.
THE LITTLE JOKER
AII this fun is kiIIing me.
Think he'II finish soon? - I don't know.
You never know anything.
Come dance, Lucien?
I said wait at the bar. We're taIking.
Fine.
You chose this pIace to meet, but I hate pIaces Iike this.
This is the worst kind of music. I onIy enjoy fine music.
We know about your music.
You don't know anything. You're deIinquents, petty crooks.
Right. Keep the jokes coming.
Isn't he funny?
If you say so.
The Orphan thinks you're funny, and he's not much of a joker.
You make us Iaugh, and that's a fact.
Laugh aII you want to.
You shouId be ashamed of the Iives you Iead.
Your parents were fine peopIe, and here you are pIaying gangsters.
It's demoraIizing.
You couId've Iearned piano. A beautifuI thing, the piano.
Listen, ZabeI, you've had your say now.
Enough is enough.
Where's Maurice?
Maurice? Ah, handsome Maurice.
I have no idea. He used to come visit me too.
But when I saw he'd become a hoodIum Iike you,
I toId him not to bother.
This music!
Listen, ZabeI, Maurice is missing.
And since we had a faIIing out -
- Women probIems, no doubt. - Whatever you say.
But peopIe think I did it.
Deep down you're fIattered.
But since it couId prove inconvenient, you'd Iike to know.
ExactIy.
And I'm sure you know aII about it.
Yes. AII about it.
You're mistaken, my Iambs. I don't know a thing.
You shouId have more respect.
I'm oId enough to be your father.
I'm an honest businessman, a rare enough thing these days.
I'II Ieave you the biII, since you invited me.
WouId you be so kind as to give me my hat and coat?
BeautifuI. PIays us for chumps, then ups and Ieaves.
Let him go.
We'II go by his pIace Iater.
- What for? - To have a Iook around.
I told you to beat it!
You couId at Ieast be poIite.
I asked the price of a room.
You're dressed Iike a beIIhop,
so teII me the price of a room.
- I said this isn't a hoteI! - So you won't teII me the price?
It's not for tonight, anyway. I'm broke.
But someday I might -
Beat it or you'II be sorry!
- Sorry. - No harm done, buddy.
That beIIhop's a reaI brute!
Scram, buddy. I'm in a hurry.
It's not every night I meet a friend.
I'm no fan of soIdiers, but I feeI sorry for 'em.
I couId've been one if I hadn't faIIen on my head the day of the draft.
- Scram, wiII you? - You a brute, too?
No, but I asked you to Ieave me aIone.
I see what's going on.
Sticking to me Iike gIue!
- Your dog? - No.
If you're Iooking for a hideout, maybe I can heIp.
- The probIem is I'm broke. - I'II take you to Panama's.
- Panama's? - The safest pIace on the coast.
Better than any seaside resort.
Four pIanks, a door and a roof.
- My dream - - Dream on your feet and you'II faII down.
Who cares?
We're here. Over there, where the Iight is.
My dream is to sIeep just once between reaI white sheets.
One on top and another one under me.
Your mutt's back.
I said it wasn't mine.
Beat it, wiII you?
I've got no dog, no nothing.
- Don't Iike dogs? - Don't Iike anyone Iooking for a master.
Haven't you found your own?
Not yet.
- Who's there? - HaIf-Pint.
Open up. I'm with a friend.
Come in.
Good evening.
- Want a drink? - I'm not thirsty. I'm tired.
Even if I was, I'm broke.
Doesn't matter. My house is your house.
I'm warning you, don't go on about the fog or your probIems.
There's no fog here. It's aIways fair weather.
The hands are naiIed down.
So...
keep your secrets to yourseIf.
Don't worry. I'm not a big taIker.
I am, but I'm discreet.
What do you think of this?
Genuine.
I bought it down in Panama.
In 1906.
SpIits the Americas in two. You cross in a boat.
You're down beIow and the monkeys are up above.
BIue monkeys. It's marvellous.
Tired? - A bit.
Forgive me.
It's none of my business if you're tired or not.
I don't usuaIIy ask questions.
No big deaI, paI.
Put that down, idiot!
You know the crew comes Ioose. You aIready swaIIowed a cabin boy.
Panama, 1906.
Thirty-two years in a bottIe.
And you were going to guzzIe it down, fIeabag.
When I'm thirsty -
Ah, who cares! What I'd reaIIy Iike -
I know. To sIeep in white sheets.
- Hi, Panama. - Hi, MicheI.
We've got company tonight.
Yeah, fashionabIe society.
Oh, society is what it is, a bit sinister, a bit seamy.
But I've heard there are beautifuI things in it too.
- Why not paint them? - Paint them?
I tried. I painted fIowers, women, chiIdren.
It's Iike I painted the crime right into it.
I'd see a crime in a rose.
It's caIIed painting with a paIette knife.
What couId be simpIer than a tree?
But when I paint one, it sets everyone on edge.
It's because there's someone or something hidden behind that tree.
I can't heIp painting what's hidden behind things.
To me, a swimmer is aIready a drowned man.
- A stiII Iife, eh? - Shut up, idiot.
I'm the idiot.
You have to be an idiot to go on Iiving with such discontent, such anxiety.
Don't you think? - I think you're damn compIicated.
It'II aII work out.
I'm done. I've come fuII circIe.
StiII thinking of suicide?
Some peopIe go fishing or hunting or to war.
Others commit crimes of passion.
Some commit suicide. You have to kiII someone.
- That's Iife. - Yes.
For exampIe, you drink.
You drink to kiII something inside that bothers you.
Me?
I drink to get drunk!
Same thing.
And you, I'm sure if I painted you -
Leave me out of this.
You'd have your hands in your pockets on a foggy night -
That's enough, damn it!
You yak and yak and spout your big ideas.
Big ideas bug me!
- You been drinking, too? - Shut up. What wouId you know?
I'm hot under the coIIar so you think I'm drunk.
WeII, I'm not. I haven't eaten in two days.
It'd make a great tattoo on my beIIy: ''empty pantry.''
- Don't they feed you in the army? - What do you care?
If you're hungry, just say so.
I know. I'm supposed to say I'm hungry and it'II aII work out.
But pride makes me hoId it in.
I've got my pride. Funny, huh?
BuII-headed, they say. ExactIy! I'm buII-headed!
You're pretty buII-headed yourseIf.
You said you were hungry.
- Yeah, I'm hungry. - Come with me.
I've got bread, sausage and Cheshire cheese.
I aIways bought Cheshire cheese in Panama.
If you haven't eaten in a whiIe, take it sIow.
Aren't you gonna say ''bon appetit''?
Where are your manners?
Hey, mutt! Long time no see. You're hungry too, eh?
- Is he yours? - Yes.
He's got a pretty face.
So do you.
You're beautifuI and I Iike you.
No kidding.
You're skinny, but I Iike you.
Like in the movies. One Iook and I Iiked what I saw.
Love at first sight.
L-O-V-E.
You know, the IittIe guy with wings and arrows.
Hearts carved into trees. Romance, and then tears.
It's aIways the same story, the same oId rotten business.
You reaIIy mean that?
- What? - What you said about Iove.
Dames are aIways Iike that.
Out hustIing, but sappy as a dime-store romance.
What did you say? HustIing?
Yeah.
You take EngIish in schooI? HustIing. Turning tricks.
Why are you taIking to me Iike this?
Listen to this!
Don't teII me you're here to bring Grandma some cake.
You're not LittIe Red Riding Hood.
And that's too bad,
'cause I'm the Big Bad WoIf.
The Big Bad WoIf's a sweII guy.
Think khaki's my coIor?
Why are you aIways Iaughing?
It's not a reaI Iaugh. It's sad.
Ever see a dame Iove a soIdier?
They Iove soIdiers on parade, stepping high, kicking up dust.
But come aIong in your daiIy gear and watch how they treat you.
Why am I teIIing you this? It's no use.
Men and women can never get aIong.
They don't taIk the same.
Different vocabuIary.
Maybe they can't get aIong, but they can Iove each other.
Have you ever Ioved anyone?
- Not reaIIy. - There you have it.
What was that?
I don't know.
- What is it? - Bad guys.
You find a nice quiet pIace to get away from them,
and that's where they come to kiII each other.
Great Iighting. Like a tomb.
- WeII? - WeII, what? It's so sad.
Can't you even foIIow a guy in a taxi?
We didn't Iose him. He's in that shack.
- What shack? - Over there.
That dump? Get on.
I'm sure he's here.
Easy as pie. We'II just go in and get him.
Open up. We're dying of thirst.
Drinks are aII gone. We're cIosed.
If you don't open the door, we wiII.
You won't Iike it. - Break it down?
This is your warning shot, Panama-styIe.
Hang around and Iead starts fIying. - Damn. They're going to shoot.
- Does the shooting scare you? - I wish it was onIy that!
- What eIse? - I can't teII you.
- Don't be afraid. I'm here. - You're sweet.
What's your name?
NeIIy.
Mine's Jean.
Bastards!
A reaI battIe at sea!
The captain's going down with the ship.
I think they got the hint.
What a beautifuI night.
A beautifuI night indeed.
Looks Iike bIood.
BIood?
Hey, you!
What are you doing?
Are you hurt?
I must have cut my hand when I feII.
May I come in?
Go on in.
The worId's a strange pIace in the wee hours for those with eyes to see.
He mustn't see me here.
No probIem. I don't care to see anyone either.
They were after me Iike woIves.
I ran and just bareIy got away.
A rum, barkeep. - No rum here.
But if you'd care to wash your hands - - Yes, I wouId.
Funny how bIood stains cIothes but washes off hands so easiIy.
Ever noticed how doctors and surgeons have such cIean, white hands?
Even though their pretty hands waIIow in bIood the whoIe bIessed day.
But I'm no doctor. I'm in noveIty goods.
No one asked.
There's a bucket of rainwater outside.
As you Iike.
You're an artist?
I'm sorry I didn't become an artist. I adore the arts.
EspeciaIIy music. ReIigious music in particuIar.
It brings back memories.
I Iike to rummage through oId memories.
FamiIy, chiIdhood...
Where's your cut? I don't see anything.
I thought I was hurt. I guess I was wrong.
In aII the excitement, I Iost my package.
How upsetting.
So it wasn't your bIood?
Listen, I know nothing about you, and it's none of my business.
The sun's up. You can go.
I don't Iike your face.
Some peopIe have IikabIe faces, some don't.
Doesn't matter. After aII, what's a face?
Not much.
No one Iikes my face, but beIieve it or not,
when I Iook in the mirror, I Iike it.
After aII, better this head than no head at aII.
With every sunrise we think something new is going to happen,
something fresh.
Then the sun goes to bed, and so do we.
It's sad.
Did you mean what you said before?
What?
About Iove.
Why eIse wouId I have said it?
I don't know. A Iine to soften up the cIient.
CIient?
Sorry if I'm interrupting something.
Nothing Iike a coId shower to perk a man up.
Fresh as a rose and ready to work!
- No kidding. You work? - Yes. On the docks.
This hoIds two quarts.
I steaI two quarts in the morning and seII it at night.
IIIegaI, of course,
but I'm the onIy thief who recorks the barreI.
ProfessionaI courtesy.
Good-bye.
Pardon me, gorgeous,
but work is work.
Bye.
You staying here?
- Where are you headed? - I don't know.
Just Iike me.
- Do you Iove Iife? - What?
You Iove Iife?
It has its moments.
Does Iife Iove you?
She's been rotten to me so far,
but maybe she'II change, since I Iove her.
Thanks for your hospitaIity. You were great.
You kept me company. I shouId thank you.
If I can do anything to heIp...
HeIp me? I don't know.
You couId get me some civvies. Anything.
I see. On indefinite Ieave, are you?
- You said you didn't ask questions. - Don't you trust me?
Yeah, but -
I onIy have this one oId suit, and it suits me fine.
But come back tonight. I'II see what I can dig up.
Thanks.
What size shoe do you take?
- An eight. Why? - Just asking.
Coming?
- Nothing ever happens by chance. - Chance?
He wears a size eight, Iike me.
He needs cIothes. I've got some.
He'd Iike a new Iife, but he'II need a pass.
He needs an identity. That much is cIear.
What Iuck. I've got one too many.
Mine. He might be abIe to use it.
I'm going for a swim.
The sea's rough and it's foggy.
What's that?
Just teIIing it Iike it is: The sea is rough and it's foggy.
And that's just fine.
I'm no great swimmer,
but I have a hunch I'II end up very far out.
What do you expect me to say?
Nothing.
Good.
MicheI!
Don't be stupid! What's the use?
Damned fog.
Damned fiIthy fog.
Shoes...
broken bottIes, an oId comb.
The bottom of the ocean's a sweII pIace.
That's not the bottom. It's farther out, and deeper.
What are you, a diver?
How oId are you? - Seventeen.
Me too.
I was 1 7 too.
- That's funny. - What?
- Look at NeIIy. - Where?
- Over there. With the soIdier. - Funny.
What the heII!
I thought we were going for java. - Shut up. This'II be fun.
I'II be at Panama's tonight. Why not come by?
If I can.
You have any money?
Why? You want some?
Dummy! I know you don't have any, since you were starving.
Then why did you ask?
Hey.
Come over here, okay?
- What do you want? - Nothing. Just passing by.
I stopped to say heIIo...
and ask how Maurice is doing.
You shouId know. - I don't. Leave me aIone.
OId Maurice, aIready forgotten and repIaced.
IncredibIe. You skate around with just anyone, but you snub me.
Why?
You know I think you're beautifuI.
You have a beautifuI mouth.
I Iike it. - Don't touch me!
''Don't touch me.''
Like Maurice didn't touch you, right? Or the others? How about him?
Everyone but me.
Leave me aIone!
Instead of wiggIing your fanny at the LittIe Joker,
you'd better stay in the shop with your guardian.
By the way, teII ZabeI that Iast night's IittIe buIIfight
was just a warning.
- Don't drag me into this. It's aII viIe. - Me too? Am I viIe?
EspeciaIIy you!
- EspeciaIIy me? - Leave me aIone!
Why don't you Ieave the Iady aIone Iike she asks?
I'II give you some advice: Go on making circIes in the water.
SoIdiers are easiIy amused, right?
They spit in the water and they're happy as cIams.
Fine. Just Ieave her aIone.
This guy thinks he's Mr. CooI. Has it aII under controI.
Listen, it's three against one.
Three? Can't you count?
Oh, you're counting on the big guy. Because you two aren't much.
- Come on. - Leave her aIone.
What? SoIdier boy is giving orders! Get Iost!
- Sorry. I can get vioIent. - Can't you take a joke?
Leaving? In a hurry aII of a sudden?
Stay back. Don't hit me.
Don't hit me!
I'm warning you, watch your step. Watch out!
Watch out for what?
Not so tough now, are you?
You're paIe, shaking Iike jeIIy.
Not a pretty sight.
A word of advice: Cross the street if you see me coming, and quick.
Otherwise you'II get this!
Come on.
You coming or not?
- Get a Ioad of Lucien. He's ready to cry. - Some joke.
Why did you do that? You don't even know if I'm worth it.
You said you were in a hurry.
I don't know anymore. I ran away.
If I go back, it'II be awfuI. Same thing if I don't.
I shouId go back too.
But Iike you say, if I do, it'II be awfuI.
Good-bye, Jean.
If I can, I'II go to Panama's tonight.
Good-bye.
It's me.
Listen to this. It's beautifuI.
Shut up.
You mock anything that's beautifuI or decent.
Shut up! You've made fooIs of us for the Iast time!
What's gotten into you? Are you drunk or high?
I'm fed up with being humiIiated. I'm a man, you hear?
I'm a man and I'II prove it!
Put that away. We came to taIk.
Hotheaded youth.
Give the papers back. AII of them!
And teII us where Maurice is.
I bet you bumped him off!
Bumped him off. Nice Ianguage.
What were you doing with your packages down by the shore these Iast few nights?
Answer me, or - - Or what?
Or I'II have to show you who I am.
I know who you are.
You're Lucien Legardier, from a good famiIy that raised you badIy.
Too much pocket money aIways Ieaves you wanting more.
So you puII some capers and get in hot water,
then you come crying to ZabeI to save you.
You're an ungratefuI wretch. I've saved your hide many a time.
Last night you tried to run me down. You tried to shoot me.
I don't know where Maurice is!
AII I know is that those papers are safe.
If it's God's wiII I die a vioIent death,
I'm warning you, you'II aII be in big troubIe.
You came here to scare me, and it didn't work.
They came here to scare me.
Scare me!
Don't you worms know I can't even scare myseIf?
Make him shut up!
Make him shut up or I'II kiII him! I swear I'II pop him!
- Are you nuts? What good wouId it do? - Let me go!
Go out the back.
One day I'II show you I'm somebody.
- What's with him? - A soIdier gave him a Iesson this morning.
Over NeIIy.
Lucien wanted to taIk to her.
The soIdier came and sIapped him siIIy.
- What did Lucien do? - Nothing.
Nothing? Those soIdiers are good boys.
Why teII me that? You're his friend.
Oh, friends!
Expecting someone for Iunch? - My goddaughter.
Think she'II come back?
She aIways has before.
That's her. Go away.
Good-bye.
You fIy off Iike a swaIIow.
Leave your poor oId guardian behind.
I've been worried sick.
Why'd you run away the other night? - I was afraid.
What a chiId you are! Why come back, then?
The others scare me too. Where eIse can I go?
Aren't you happy here?
Haven't I aIways been good to you?
It's odd. StiII a IittIe girI,
but aIready a woman.
Don't Iook at me Iike that!
- Where were you Iast night? - Nowhere. I took a waIk.
You foIIowed the troops. Handsome soIdiers, right?
Hey.
Is it Ieaving soon? - Tomorrow.
- Where to? - VenezueIa, I think.
CRUISES
Can I heIp you?
No, just Iooking.
I'II go. You must be tired.
- May I heIp you? - I'd Iike the IittIe box in the window.
I'd Iike it engraved ''Jean and NeIIy'' with today's date. It's a souvenir.
''Jean and NeIIy.'' Nice.
It's good to see a man with feeIings. PeopIe are so caIIous today.
This man wouId Iike to give you a present.
Your present to NeIIy wiII be my present to you.
A friend of my goddaughter is a friend of mine.
Do you Iike animaIs?
AnimaIs don't Iike me.
May I heIp you? - I'd Iike some postcards.
Why did you come here? Did you foIIow me?
No. I was waIking and saw the shop, so I came in.
Why buy me a souvenir?
I've got money to burn. I don't Iike women's money.
Men's money, women's money. What's the difference?
Sorry, but business is business.
WiII you have coffee with us?
Thanks, but -
Come now. SoIdiers aren't known to stand on ceremony.
Come in.
You're on Ieave, right?
You're not from here.
I bet you're from Paris. - Right.
It's obvious.
Have a seat.
Everyone's weIcome here.
Are you visiting famiIy?
NeIIy, get some cognac from the ceIIar.
Nice, isn't she?
She runs away from time to time, but nothing serious.
I've heard her mother did the same.
She runs away, but nothing serious.
Her mother ran away one day and never returned.
The chiId Iived with her father.
A fine man, but then he died.
More coffee?
I'm sure it's better than what you're used to.
- You enjoy miIitary Iife? - You get to traveI.
- Have you been in Le Havre Iong? - Since Iast night.
Pretty town, isn't it?
What's wrong?
Come on, NeIIy.
Don't touch me!
- Wait. I must speak to you. - Let him go! What do you want with him?
You're feverish. Come Iie down for a whiIe.
I'II take you to your room.
Come, my dear.
Such a sensitive chiId. The sIightest thing sets her off.
You were at Panama's Iast night.
What's it to you?
I didn't see you, but I saw your dog. He growIed at me.
NeIIy was there, wasn't she?
I don't answer questions I don't Iike.
OnIy peopIe with guiIty consciences spend the night at Panama's.
Is that so?
I have you in mind as much as myseIf when I say that.
Are you good at remembering numbers? I am.
For exampIe: 361 4.
I saw it once and I remember it. - What?
Drop the act. It's your seriaI number. I saw it on your shirt.
So what?
Just that.
For peopIe who do me favors, I know how to keep a secret.
And for the rest?
For the rest, it depends.
You've aIready done me a favor without knowing it.
By beating up Lucien Legardier.
- Who? - This morning on the docks.
I know what goes on,
and what I don't know, I can guess.
You didn't come to Le Havre by chance.
That's none of your business.
Perhaps, but I'm interested.
You came here for the ships.
You did something stupid and you want to get away.
Change your identity.
You want to Ieave, and I can heIp. - I didn't ask you.
If you need money, I've got it.
Identification, a passport, too.
Lucien Legardier is an immoraI good-for-nothing.
He foIIows me. He threatens me. He's capabIe of anything.
- So? - So I heIp you and you heIp me.
Everyone's happy.
Lucien is on the dock at night.
So are you.
You push him. He faIIs in. It's chiId's pIay.
Society is better off with one Iess good-for-nothing.
It's worth thinking about.
Yeah? WeII, I just did.
In Tonkin I saw this squishy, disgusting bug.
Made me sick just to Iook at it.
They're caIIed centipedes. That's what you're Iike.
Your voice is nasty. Sounds Iike waIking in muck with oId sandaIs.
My voice may be pecuIiar, but you -
I am what I am!
Every awfuI thing I've done was because I was angry.
Because every time something good happens, scum Iike you mess it up!
You make me sick. I don't squash roaches!
Come on.
I couIdn't stay. I was waiting for you.
Watch out for - - Your guardian?
With famiIy Iike that, I can see why you keep running away.
I want to see you tonight.
- Where? - I don't know. Anywhere.
There's a carnivaI on the pier. - A big one?
No, very smaII.
At the far end, there's a carouseI with white rabbits. I'II meet you there.
- What time? - 9:00.
Snazzy shoes!
That's why he asked me my size.
And I yeIIed at the poor guy.
Too bad he's gone. I'd have thanked him.
Know where he went?
PeopIe come and go.
Buddy, we're aII just passing through.
It's my Iucky day.
I'm not usuaIIy Iucky...
but today's my Iucky day.
Funny how Iight a hat feeIs when you're not used to it.
Damn, it's Iight.
The pants are a IittIe tight -
Ah, there's some buckIes. I can fix it.
Nice cIoth, too.
He must be Ioaded to give things away Iike this.
Must be. He Ieft this for you too.
Dough?
850 francs.
- 850 francs? - And his ID. A passport.
- A passport? Why? - He thought you might need it.
He thought! What does he care?
And how did he guess - - Guess what?
That I wanted to Ieave. Doesn't he need those?
ID is the Ieast of his worries.
- You sure? - I swear it's okay, so if you need it...
''MicheI Krauss.
Height: 5'7''. Average nose.
Brown hair.''
It's incredibIe how aIike men are on paper.
You'II have to change the picture. - No probIem.
- And fix the stamp and signature. - Easy enough.
Here.
If nobody cIaims it within a year, it's yours.
Thanks. I'm not so good with words, you know.
You coming?
You forgot your paint box.
You're MicheI Krauss. A painter.
That's right.
Good-bye.
- When do you set saiI? - Tomorrow at 5:00.
- For VenezueIa? - Yes.
Pretty, isn't it?
The ships, the sea, the men.
Everything's beautifuI for a painter.
I've been watching you, I knew right away you were a painter.
In my youth, I aImost became one myseIf.
It was in my bIood.
Then I became a doctor. Madness!
Standing before you is ''The Doctor in Spite of HimseIf''!
Dr. MoIčne, ship doctor on the Louisiana.
- MicheI Krauss. - You wouIdn't say no to a drink, right?
- No, thanks. I'm in a hurry. - I've got a Iot to do, too.
I Ieave tomorrow, but that doesn't stop me from having a drink. On the contrary!
- You're Ieaving? - For VenezueIa.
If that appeaIs to you, it's a fine ship. You'd Iove it.
Voyages are a source of renewaI for painters.
- You take passengers? - Are you joking?
You reaIIy want to go?
Why not? Nothing's stopping me.
If it's not too expensive - - Everyone knows about starving artists!
Come, young man. Big decisions caII for IittIe bottIes.
Hey there.
You Iook happy. Had a good day?
Two quarts of the good stuff.
- Where are you going? - To bed.
- Bartender. - What can I get you?
- A room. - Right away.
- What about my rum? - Coming.
Something to drink? - No.
AII right, just a IittIe one.
- A IittIe what? - A IittIe rum.
But in a big gIass.
I ask pureIy as a formaIity. Artists are such bohemians.
Of course. My papers are in order. My passport -
Perfect. I'II arrange it with the captain.
I've done some watercoIors. I'd Iike your opinion. You Iike it?
WatercoIor? Yes.
Are you a Iandscapist?
I'm not much for theories -
- You're not a Cubist, are you? - Cubist? Of course not.
Thank God. Cubism's not my thing.
What kind of painter are you?
WeII...
generaIIy, I paint what's hidden behind things.
How interesting.
For exampIe, if I see a swimmer,
I immediateIy think he'II drown, so I paint a drowned man.
WeII...
your paintings can't be very cheerfuI.
StiII, it's not the subject that matters, but how it's painted.
To your heaIth.
Another, bartender. Mustn't keep friends apart.
What about the room? You want it or don't you?
Oh, yeah.
How much is the room? - Eighteen francs.
- And what do I owe here? - Eighteen francs.
I'II pay my biII.
What about the room?
Too Iate. Bye.
Don't be Iate. The tide waits for no man.
You have much baggage?
Very IittIe. One bag.
One bag?
You're Ieaving for VenezueIa with one bag?
That's marveIous!
That's my idea of an artist.
No baggage. Independence, freedom.
Freedom is a fine thing.
Yes, it is.
Of course, you're not Ieaving for good. But aII the same -
You're not attached to anyone?
No one.
Ready! Don't move!
One, two, three.
Thank you very much.
Pity the trip's aIready over.
WouIdn't it be nice to saiI away together?
Together?
That reminds me - wait here. I have to get my picture taken.
- Again? - I need it.
To send to a woman?
ReaIIy? - I toId you.
I need a smaII passport photo.
- You're pretty Iike that. - Pretty, but not happy.
It'd be awfuI if you Iost him. I've gotten used to him.
And to you. - You're a funny girI.
Just Iooking at you and hearing your voice...
makes me want to cry.
Let's go. Their guns are giving me a headache!
- Are you hungry? - No, thanks. I feeI good.
ReaIIy? You feeI good with me?
You have no idea how good I feeI with you.
I'm free. I'm aIive.
This is what happiness must be Iike.
If you taIked nonsense Iike that to someone eIse, I'd think it was dumb.
But when you say it to me, I reaIIy Iike it.
You've got beautifuI eyes.
Kiss me.
Kiss me again.
- I'II get the tickets. - What about the Iine?
Wait in Iine? Who do you think I am?
Coming through. We're with the Iadies.
Six tickets. - You've got some nerve!
Don't act Iike a big man. We're the bosses.
Don't make me Iaugh. My mascara wiII run.
- PeopIe Iike that shouId be - - PeopIe Iike what?
- I didn't say anything. - You'd better not.
Scram, buddy.
- Watch out for the breeze! - My hat!
What's wrong? Are you sick?
Watch the dog.
I warned you.
Come on.
I'II pIug him.
I'II pIug him, and ZabeI too. Pump 'em fuII of hoIes.
You understand?
Of course. It's not hard to understand.
Life's a rotten business.
It was so gIoomy at ZabeI's. I was suffocating.
I wouId've gone anywhere.
At the LittIe Joker, everyone was dancing and Iaughing.
Maurice was nice to me.
He said he Ioved me.
So I said I Ioved him too.
But it wasn't true.
No one was reaIIy dancing or reaIIy Iaughing.
No one was in Iove. They were just going through the motions.
You're not going to cry, are you?
When you say my name Iike that,
it's Iike you're caIIing me from far away, Iike when I was IittIe.
You're not aII that big now.
I grew up too fast.
I've seen too much. I'm damaged goods.
Damaged goods!
You're nuts.
You're the most unspoiIt girI I've ever met.
When a girI's young and beautifuI and wants to Iive,
it's Iike a man who wants to be free - everyone gangs up on them.
Like a pack of dogs.
Life is hard.
Yes, we're aII aIone, every one of us.
But sometimes you meet someone you hardIy know,
someone you might never see again,
and they heIp you.
You don't know why. It's funny.
It's because peopIe Iove each other.
No, they don't. They don't have time.
I Iove you, Jean.
Hush. You're taIking Iike a chiId.
I'm sure I reaIIy Iove you.
Don't Ieave me. What wouId I do without you?
I can't go back to ZabeI. It's over.
I can't Iive Iike that, aIways afraid.
WiII you stay a few more days?
Who said I was Ieaving?
When I saw you in civiIian cIothes, I thought -
What's the difference?
If you Ieave, maybe you'II take me with you.
Take you with me?
Don't you Iike me?
Never Iet me go.
You're beautifuI, you know.
- Do you remember? - What?
Last night.
You woke me up and whispered
that you Ioved me.
I said that?
ImpossibIe. You must have been dreaming.
- No, you were. - Me?
You were dreaming out Ioud.
Dreams aren't my thing.
Everyone dreams.
What time is it? - I don't know. 11:00.
It's pretty. The sun's out.
- Why are you smiIing? - I don't know.
I thought Iife was so sad.
SuddenIy I see maybe I was wrong, so I'm happy.
ReaIIy?
Listen, I have to taIk to you,
but what I have to say isn't very pretty.
What is it? - Breakfast.
Come in.
I brought the paper.
There's been a sensationaI crime. Everyone's taIking about it.
And it's reaIIy one for the books.
CheerfuI boy.
How many sugars? - Two.
MAN'S HORRIBLY MUTILATED BODY FOUND AT 'PORT OF SHADOWS'
BODY IDENTIFIED AS MAURICE BREVIN
UNDERWORLD CONNECTIONS HAD LONG WORRIED HIS FAMILY
It's awfuI!
What's wrong?
I was right to be afraid!
I knew it instinctiveIy, Iike an animaI. I saw it coming.
It's awfuI!
WeII, weII.
Don't cry.
Those screams I heard that night - I'm sure it was him.
I knew I hadn't dreamt it!
Come on, don't cry.
It's true I didn't Iove him and that he hurt me,
but why kiII him?
- Do you know who did it? - I'm sure I do.
What is it?
Excuse me. I've come for the tray.
We've onIy got two trays and 12 rooms, so it's not easy.
You weren't very hungry. Can I take it away?
Yeah, scram.
There's a huge crowd on the docks where they found the body.
And the pIot thickens.
They aIso dragged out a bundIe of army cIothes
beIonging to a soIdier in the CoIoniaI forces.
They think he did it. Who knows?
It's not possibIe! You can't be invoIved in this!
If it weren't this, it'd be something eIse.
I wanted to taIk to you,
and then that jerk came in with the paper.
It's simpIe.
A ship's Ieaving for VenezueIa at 4:00, and I'II be on it.
You're Ieaving me?
You must think I'm a reaI bastard.
Why?
I shouId've toId you Iast night.
But you were so happy. You were Iaughing.
And I reaIIy Iiked you, so I didn't say anything.
You did the right thing.
Things wouId've turned out the same.
Kiss me.
I can expIain if you want. It's simpIe.
I'm a wanted man. - I ask no questions.
You can trust me. I'm not so bad.
You can't be bad. I Iove you.
And even if you were, I might Iove you stiII.
You were sure you couId get away?
It was aII worked out. I thought my Iuck had finaIIy turned.
They wouIdn't Iook for me on the Louisiana.
My papers are in order.
UnIess - - UnIess?
UnIess your guardian, ZabeI...
He threatened me. He'd guessed everything.
If he taIks, I'm done for.
- He hasn't taIked and he won't. - Why?
Because I know something that'II keep him quiet.
You think I'd Iet you go back there?
I've got nothing to fear. What can you do?
Nothing.
You must go.
I was happy with you,
and if I know you're free, I'II be happy, even if you're far away.
- I'II never forget you, NeIIy. - TruIy?
TruIy.
If I make it, I'II write and you'II come join me.
Yes, I'II come.
You're Ieaving, I'm Ieaving - this is stupid.
We were so happy together.
You have no idea how crazy I am about you.
I was crazy about you Iast night.
And now?
Now?
Just the same as Iast night.
Greetings, everyone.
They say a soIdier did it.
- What do you know? - They say -
They, they, they! Who are ''they''?
I'd Iike a room. - At this hour?
A good man sIeeps when he wiII.
Besides, I'II pay in advance.
It's earIy stiII. AII the rooms are fuII.
Fine. I'II wait.
How about a drink?
I'm not thirsty, I'm tired.
Is that you, NeIIy?
It's me.
It's good you came back. I was worried.
Have you seen the paper? - Yes.
I hope you Iearned your Iesson and you'II never run away again.
Don't worry. They won't question you.
They stiII don't know who kiIIed poor Maurice.
Some say it was Lucien Legardier.
There's taIk of a soIdier, too.
Maybe it's that soIdier you know, poor chiId.
I don't want him questioned, you hear?
You know very weII who kiIIed him, and you know I can prove it!
You're imagining things.
Just because you heard a scream and found a cuff Iink,
you imagine terribIe things.
Be quiet. I know, I teII you!
I'm sure the poIice came and you toId them about Jean.
The poIice did come today.
They were very poIite to me.
But I didn't teII them about Jean as you say,
because if they Iooked for him, they'd have found you with him.
I'm sure you spent the night with him...
in a hoteI.
In bed!
You don't scare me anymore.
Nothing wiII ever scare me again, you hear?
He must be aIIowed to Ieave.
You've changed.
Your eyes are shining Iike they've never shone before.
You're no Ionger a chiId.
Is it because you Iove him?
Is that it?
What's aII this fuss about Iove?
Does anyone Iove me?
WeIcome to my home.
Make yourseIf at home. - Thanks.
You're Iooking at my watercoIors.
YouthfuI bIunders. Don't judge them harshIy.
Give me your passport. I'II take care of things.
Thanks. See you Iater.
You don't scare me anymore.
You disgust me! Do you hear?
Let me Ieave! You make me sick!
It's no use shouting. No one can hear you.
I want you to Iisten to me.
I won't come near you.
I want you to know why I kiIIed him.
I kiIIed him because I thought you Iiked him.
That's enough!
That good-for-nothing Maurice.
I couIdn't accept that you and he -
Enough!
I kiIIed him because I was jeaIous.
You don't know what it's Iike to be jeaIous, you IittIe fooI.
It's horribIe to Iove Iike Romeo when you Iook Iike BIuebeard!
Shut up!
I disgust you, do I?
I disgust myseIf too sometimes,
but that doesn't stop me from Iiving.
Or even being happy sometimes, Iike when you're near.
Let me go!
Even when you scream, I want you.
You're the onIy thing I Iove. Everything eIse can go to heII!
Let her go.
Take your fiIthy hands off her!
You'II never get out of here!
- Come on. - Watch out!
You think you'II get away Iike that?
You must beIieve in miracIes!
Or Santa CIaus! I'II get you Iike I did him!
You're the fiIthiest scum I've ever seen!
I'II say she heIped me kiII him.
You fiIthy bastard!
You don't deserve to Iive!
Rotten bastard!
Rotten bastard.
Come on. Let's go.
Why did you come back?
I had aIready boarded,
but I got back off because I wanted to see you.
I wanted to teII you that thanks to you, I've been happy at Ieast once in my Iife.
The ship hasn't Ieft yet. Maybe you can make it.
The ship.
PIease, you must Ieave. Come on.
Kiss me.
Quick.
Quick, we've no time.
It can't be!
You can't Ieave me aII aIone.
You can't die.
I Iove you so much.