Minerva The film represents.
Production of Amato Exchels.
CHAIRMAN
producer Giuseppe Amato.
Starring: Silvana Pampanini
Carlo Dapporto.
Scenario Aldo di Benedetti
on the comedy of Maurice Enneken and Pierre Weber.
In other roles: Ave Ninka, Luigi Pavese, Franco Coupe.
Aroldo Thieri, Aldo Bufi Landi, Ernesto Calindri.
Guglielmo Barnabo, Franco Skandurra
Laura Gore, Marilyn Byufurd, Eva Vanichek.
Operator Leonid Barboni.
Composer Carlo Rusticelli, conductor Hugo Giacomozzi.
Production Director Franco Malia.
Directed by Pietro Jermi.
The film was shot in the Cinecitta studio.
Gray, a small provincial town.
Hi handsome!
Who you are? And what do you do in my dressing room?
Let me introduce myself:
I'm Luc Pengle, the Gray's judicial investigator.
The judicial investigator. Oh my God! And what do you want from me?
I am authorized to investigate and inspect the crime scene.
"In my dressing room?" No. No, personally on you.
Personally on me?!
The judicial power received
detailed statements from some citizens,
who accuse you of a heavy
insulting public morality by the performance of obscene songs
and a public appearance in fairly frank clothing.
"Oh, that's it..." "Yes, mademoiselle."
The President of the Court instructed me to check
- the reasonableness of such accusations. - Well, settle down!
Check. Inspect everything you want!
Here I am!
In this suit I go out in the first act.
"How is he to you?" A? Magnificent...
But it can not be denied that he slightly opens his legs,
- arms, shoulders... - And you are unpleasant to see them?
To me?! Not at all, I can not wish for better,
but now I can not look at you
through the eyes of Luc Pengle,
but only through the eyes of a judicial investigator.
And the forensic investigator does not like my legs,
- my hands and shoulders? - Of course! Of course!
Of course, I really like them. I find them fascinating,
but that's why... generally...
Mademoiselle, I am an official
in the performance of duties.
Please allow me to continue to examine the crime scene!
Well, go ahead, please!
- What are you doing? - Undressing.
If you want to continue to examine the crime scene
- in other suits... - No! No, enough!
I represent them to myself. I beg you, get dressed! - Why?
"Do I frighten you so much?" Me?
No. I do not,
but a forensic investigator...
And we can not forget about the forensic investigator for a while?
But the investigation... site inspection...
I'll help you inspect the crime scene...
Gobett!
Well, who is this? "Gobett, it's me, Pengley."
What else do you need? Let me sleep.
It's already seven! Gobett, I'm late!
"Is the process starting?" No, nothing begins.
We have no business, but the Chairman wants,
that all were in their places.
Gobett!
Street! The street is full of people, the lights are burning, the shops are open!
We slept through the night and all day!
It's not seven in the morning, it's seven in the evening! Oh!
It's incredible! This is unheard of!
I send for you at eight in the morning,
and you are at eight in the evening.
"But Monsieur the President, I..." "Shut up!"
Have at least a shame and be quiet.
We need a judicial investigator,
but there is no judicial investigator! Disappeared! Evaporated!
I had to run to the bed of my dying aunt...
Enough, enough to justify a dying aunt!
Let her die in peace! Or think of something else!
Tell me, better, last night, before rushing to bed
his aunt,
you, at least, managed to talk to that woman?
What woman?
How is "what a woman"?! The so-called actress
scandalous serving in the theater of the Odeon!
Do you remember the assignment that I entrusted to you?
Yes, I did it very carefully.
I conducted an inspection of the crime scene with all severity,
and she called to respect morality.
I can assure you, Monsieur the President,
she was deeply shocked by my words.
In fact, we noticed this!
Why?
Shocking the audience in the theater
demonstration of his nudity,
she went to the hotel accompanied by some type of
and spent the night with him in shameless revelry
and indecent noise,
causing resentment and protests from neighbors!
Ah well? "But it's nothing!"
It seems, in the middle of the night,
she and her partner in orgies, absolutely drunk,
amused themselves by throwing bottles out of the window,
endangering passers-by.
After these terrible actions,
I gave the order to close the theater!
And he called the owner of the hotel, so he refused in the future
living this woman.
"And now about you." - Me?
Yes. You, as a judicial investigator,
must immediately carry out an investigation,
To find out the identity of this shameless daredevil,
who was her partner in orgies and carousing. - Do you think...
- Do you think this is really so necessary? - Of course!
I want to hold him accountable for all the severity of the law.
The actions he committed this night entail.
In addition to civil liability for damage caused,
also criminal liability, which can and should be applied.
Finally, we will have a process that will raise the noise!
Monsieur Pengle,
This is a real chance that will allow you
to show their detective abilities.
Praise yourself, Monsieur Pengle!
Investigate and find out who this criminal is!
Monsieur the President... I already know who he is.
- True? Well done! And who is he? - It's me!
- You?! - Yes, Monsieur the President.
I spent the night with Gobett.
I was her traveling partner.
You?! The forensic investigator?! But... but it's terrible!
So, your dying aunt was it?
Yes, Monsieur the President.
This woman won me, bewitched me.
You can not imagine her grace, her beauty,
her power of seduction! This is irresistible, Monsieur the President! Irresistible!
Enough! Do not even try to seek excuses!
Well, we have a court in Gray, you will not say anything!
We finally managed to get the case,
and who is the defendant? Judicial investigator!
Monsieur President, do you want my resignation?
And what do I do with your resignation?
It is necessary to prevent a scandal. If they find out about this, there will be problems!
And to think only, today I received a circular
from the Ministry of Justice about the dignity of the Judiciary!
Read it! Read it!
Dad!
(Eng.) Mom told me to take the paper for packing.
Do you speak English? "No, Monsieur the President."
And how do I know what she wants?
"Does she speak only English?" Yes, already about a year.
- She hit the ball in the head. - Shot?
What shot? Tennis ball!
I sent her to England to learn English,
there she got into the head of a tennis ball, and she forgot French.
- Forever? - Well, as "forever"!
Maybe one day, playing tennis again... Explain your daughter, what do you want?
(Eng.) Paper. "Ah, I understand, pepper!"
Go and take it in the kitchen.
"Denise, what are you doing?" "She came for the pepper."
"For the pepper?" For what? "You sent it."
No! I need paper for packing.
Here. "I've almost packed my bags."
Are you leaving us, Madam Chairwoman?
Yes, I'm leaving in two hours with Denise.
Tomorrow... Paris, "Hotel de la Pae".
Then to Honfleur, to visit my uncle Milfer,
- Do you know the famous Milfer? - Aglaya!
He invented the chicken ala Miller,
the famous chef. Do you know the chicken ala Miller? - No.
Oh! He's extraordinary! Want a recipe?
Do you think Monsieur Pengle is interested in recipes?
Well, why, Monsieur the President! On the contrary!
Here you see? Monsieur Penglé Gourmet!
"I like good food." "Ah..."
He, too, so he married me!
Take the newspapers and come on, finish with suitcases!
Ah, look, look! If in my time I was so sharp as a frying pan
in the kitchen, I would be kicked out right away!
Go and rub it! Go! Go!
I should be reflected in these things, as in a mirror. As in a mirror!
Why are you laughing?
- I'm not laughing... - Yes, you laugh!
Well, yes, I'm married to a cook.
At some point of turbulence, I seduced this woman,
or she seduced me,
this I still do not understand!
But from that day on I lost everything:
Dignity and appetite!
Be that as it may, over twenty-five years of marriage,
I have never violated my marital duty,
even in a dream! Even in a dream, Monsieur Pengle!
And I'm ashamed of you! And I demand!
We understood each other, right?
I demand that this woman immediately leave here.
But how, on foot?
It's your job to persuade her to leave.
Without too much resistance. This is in your interest.
Only in this way can you mitigate your responsibility.
"Go, Monsieur Pengle!" "I'm coming, Monsieur the President!"
"Oh, good-bye!" Bye! We are ready. Ah, yes.
- Hold, this is for you. - What is it?
Read it! "What should I read?"
"Here, in the paper!" Interesting news. What?
- "Permutations in the Court". - So what?
We hope, this time you too will be promoted!
Stupidity! Even I have to stick to my turn.
Yes, wait for your turn! Forever all you go ahead!
Of course, one who does not complain...
And we are covered with mold for 20 years now!
(Eng.) Mom! Mama! The crew is served!
- What?! - (Eng.) Crew is served.
"What does she want?" "And who knows."
It was a good idea to send her to England!
Quickly! Otherwise you'll miss the train! Let's go, well!
Everyone makes a career! Even the most stupid!
Do you know who was appointed as an adviser to Paris?
"Whom?" Rastabul! A! Rastabul is a complete fool!
Maybe a fool, but very successful!
"Do you know why Rastabul made a career?" Well?
Because he has a beautiful wife,
for which one important person from the Ministry is courting.
"Do not you have a wife?" What?!
I'm ready! Take me to Paris, introduce me to important cones
- and you'll see what I'm capable of! - Oh my God!
Two hours, you know?
He gave me two hours to leave the hotel.
But he will deal with me, this pig, your Chairman!
He does not know me! I'm not one of those!
I'm an actress, a real actress!
I received the first tragedy prize in the conservatory.
It's true?!
I debuted in the role of Andromache!
I was engaged for "Moulin Rouge"!
That's who I am, the woman he dared to drive out!
"You can not even say anything!" "What do you want me to say?"
As Luke Pengle, I sympathize, but as a judicial investigator...
Well, of course! Like Luke Pengle, you like to have fun,
but as a judicial investigator, you do not want trouble!
But it does not matter, I can do it myself! Hold it! Close the suitcase!
Come in!
"Mademoiselle, the crew is served." Good.
Take the suitcases and take them down.
You're passing me, are not you?
- Where we go? - The station! - No train stations.
On Primavera Street, 22. Quickly!
- Primavera Street, 22? - Primavera Street, 22.
But the President of the Court lives on Primavera's faces.
It's to him that I'm going to go.
What else have you come up with?
Very simply: He ordered me to expel from the hotel
and now he has to find me another place to live.
Gobett, he can arrest you for contempt of the Judiciary.
Not bad! Just think, what a scandal: "Gobett in prison!"
All the newspapers will talk about me.
I will become famous! I'll make contracts even with Paris!
And I?! Do you know that I will have to arrest you?
You too will become famous!
All newspapers will talk about our adventures!
This will be advertising...
I do not care.
I'm a judicial investigator, not a ballerina!
Let's not complicate the situation!
We still have time. The train departs in half an hour.
I'm not going to the station.
Your Chairman will know who Gobett is.
He will still remember me!
If you do not go, I'm dead!
The chairman said that I should make you leave!
Only so he can forget what I did last night!
Do you want to forget what you did last night?
No. This night was the best day of my life! ABOUT!
"And it does not matter to me that he will be the last day of my career!"
Coachman! We are no longer going to Primavera Street, 22,
We are going to the station. "Gobett." Thank you, Gobbett.
I'm sorry that I will not see
this fool, your Chairman.
"You'll see him." "Where?" At the station.
He escorts his wife and daughter to Paris.
"Is the chairman left alone?" Yes, he remains alone.
Coachman! We no longer go to the station,
we are going to Primavera Street, 22!
Oh, Gobbett! Gobett! You drive me crazy, Gobett!
"Does the Chairman live here?" "He's not here, he's at the station." - We know.
Take the suitcases and take them to his bedroom.
In his bedroom?! I do not know if it's possible...
This is a joke! We want to play Monsieur the President.
Ah, a joke... Ha ha ha... I like jokes. Ha ha ha...
Gobett!
Gobett, think carefully about what you want to do.
I want to fight your Chairman.
Let's see who is stronger.
He has a weapon of law, I also have a weapon.
He is a model of virtue,
for twenty-five years of marriage
never betrayed his wife, even in his thoughts!
"How exciting!" "Do not get excited!"
Be reasonable! Think about what you're doing, Gobett!
"Gobett!" And why are you laughing? Just.
- I think about the joke. It should be fun. - Very funny!
This atmosphere of honesty, bourgeoisness and virtue...
I feel like the evening of my debut.
Are you undressing? - Well, of course! I'm preparing weapons! Now leave.
Do not worry, I'll take care of your Chairman!
Think for a second about what you're doing, Gobett! Please!
Oh my God! What will happen now?
I beg you, do not tell Monsieur the President that I was here, too.
Is it also necessary for a joke?
Yes. If you say about me, you'll spoil everything! You did not see me!
I realized! We will die with laughter!
Shh! Here he is! Rises on the stairs!
Why did you open the door?
"I heard you climb the stairs." Hmm.
- Why? Why are you laughing, fool? - Just like that, I'm gay.
You are lucky! And I. On the contrary, evil as the devil.
Well, what does this fun mean?
Stop laughing, you idiot!
Forgive me, Monsieur the President,
but I can not resist, it's stronger than me!
"Will you order something else, Monsieur President?"
"No, nothing, go get some sleep." Good!
Hi handsome!
- Who you are? What are you doing here? - Who am I? I'm Gobbett.
Gobett?!
The subtitle from the troupe "Clarette".
The creator of the operetta "Lovers of the Marquis".
Who allowed you to come here, to my house?
You, Monsieur the President.
I?! - Well, of course! You ordered to drive me out of the hotel,
but I have to sleep somewhere.
- And you came to sleep in my house? - Yes of course. Your wife left.
Her bed is free. And I will take advantage of this, I will take it!
"Do not you think it's fair?" Sophia! Sofia... Do not shout that way,
Wake up the neighbors.
And everyone will know that Gobett slept with you.
If they find out about this, I will resign!
So much the worse for you!
If you did not order me to drive me out of the hotel,
nothing would have happened. And than...
And then, do not you like to sleep next to me?
No! To me?! Sleep with you?!
You are so cute! "Enough!" I can not listen to you anymore!
Hair is ruffled! This look! I like you!
Let me go! I am a serious man. Man of science.
I am also a man of science, and my science is more expensive!
"And I'll teach you lessons." I do not need them.
- Yes, yes, you need them! - You're wasting your time.
I must confess to you, given my age,
- I forgot... - I'll remind you! - Let me go!
"Have mercy!" - What?
"I'm lost!" Why? It's horrible!
"What's so terrible about this?" I remembered.
Ah, you see?! "They ring the door!"
Yes Yes. "Who can be at this hour?"
- And who knows, go, look. - Yes, I'm coming.
M. Trikoyn, President of the Court?
- Yes, but now I do not accept. - Allow...
It is useless to insist. If you want to talk with me,
come to the Court tomorrow from nine to noon.
- I'm Cyprien Godet. - Minister of Justice?!
Himself.
Excuse me, M. Minister, I could not imagine.
Come in, monsieur Minister! You are welcome!
A hat and a cane, Monsieur Minister.
"Please, here, Monsieur Minister!" Thank you!
Your cloak, Monsieur Minister.
Oh oh! "I beg your pardon, Monsieur Minister!"
You are very kind. "Please, please, Monsieur Minister!"
Please, Monsieur Minister, take a seat!
Forgive me for such a reception.
I'll take off my robe and put on my coat.
No! God forbid! You grieve me, no ceremony.
First of all, Monsieur the President, I ask you to excuse me for having had
to bother you at such a late hour.
Oh, what are you saying, Monsieur Minister!
"On the contrary, I must..." I ask you to! Thank you!
I expected to come to Gray in the afternoon,
but I had a crash on the road: I lowered the tire.
Excellent! I wanted to say...
And since I have to leave early tomorrow morning,
I decided to call in to see you. "Great idea, Monsieur Minister!"
Have you received my circular on the dignity of the Judiciary?
Yes.
Recent scandals attracted the attention of the government.
A! "When you have the honor to judge your loved ones",
You have to be above their weaknesses!
I just wanted to say this, Monsieur Minister.
I decided to make sure personally.
I went around the province.
What I saw, Monsieur the President, is very sad:
Virtue fades away!
Asceticism is no more than an empty word!
Everywhere a woman, a WOMAN! The eternal enemy of the judiciary,
spread its corrupting influence.
We need to clear these Augean stables!
Yes, Monsieur Minister, we need to clear them.
My program is reduced to one single word: "cleaning."
"Cleaning." "Let's end the love adventure!"
I will be ruthless!
If I open some kind of business with women,
I will withdraw from office demon-mercilessly!
Correctly. That's right, Monsieur Minister!
However, to you, of course, my harshness.
Do not threaten.
It's enough to look around to understand,
that everything bears the imprint of morality
and the most serious and strict virtue.
What are you doing, pupsik? Why do not you go to sleep? Oh!
Oh, sorry, I did not see you.
This I ask of you for forgiveness,
that prevented your rest at such a late hour,
but I'm here with the inspection, as I told your husband.
Monsieur Tricoyne,
Can you introduce me to your kind wife?
To introduce you to my... my Monsieur Minister, and this is necessary?
Come on, Augustin! What are you waiting for? Imagine me, Monsieur.
Deputy Cyprien Gode, Minister of Justice.
The seal keeper. "Monsieur minister."
Excuse me, I came as an uninvited guest.
Not at all! The king is everywhere at home. Really, Augustin? - Yes.
King? You flatter me.
After all, whoever represents the nation is a little king?
Congratulations, dear Trikoyn,
The chairman is a lovely creature!
"Monsieur Minister." Yes, she is a little shy.
Monsieur Minister, a cup of tea, a glass of port?
- A little port, perhaps. - Quickly, port and glasses!
Port wine?! "Yes, if Madame speaks to you!" Go away!
- So the joke goes on? - Yes Go! Go!
Excuse me, Monsieur Minister, she's a little blunt.
What do you want, here in the province, we have such a bad service...
But there is always a real hostess at home.
Madam Chairperson, I will give you an example
all referee wives.
I assure you that I did not expect to find here,
in this corner of the province, such charm and such courtesy.
It's enough to see you to immediately understand that you are a Parisian.
No, Monsieur Minister, I'm just a little provincial.
Sorry, but that's part of me. Provincial is not dressed like that!
"I made it myself." ABOUT! Yes, you have all the virtues!
This is too much! "Here's the port!" Something else?
"Put it there and go!" So are you going or not? - Yes, I'm coming.
Do you often go to Paris, madam?
Never, Monsieur Minister, my husband is such a bear!
How so!? Dear Chairman!
Ah, Monsieur Minister, we have so many cases in the Court...
But at you, at most, one thing a year...
Yes, that's right, but we are studying it, investigating it,
we develop all the probabilities and...
- I see. Sit down! - Thank you!
Work is not everything. Need more...
sometimes have fun in such a small town like this...
Oh, you get used to it, Monsieur Minister!
And then, sometimes there are performances here, it's true, sweetheart?
- Yes, there are. - Yes, indeed. I saw posters.
Operetta. It seems, with some... some... Gobbett.
Here. "Exactly, yes. Gobbett."
"Do you know her?" "No, but they say it's unusual."
"Oh, no doubt, as always, they exaggerate!" You were there?
Oh no, God forbid! I think it's a bit modest.
The judge sets a good example...
I abstain.
Monsieur the President, you have an exemplary wife!
Monsieur Minister, there is a Monsieur asking you.
She laughs all the time, how strange.
Oh, this is my personal secretary. Come in, Octave!
- Gentlemen. - Monsieur Octave Rosimont,
Madam Trikoyn, Chairman Tricoon.
"Were you at the hotel?" "Not a single free number, Monsieur Minister."
Here those on!
- Only the billiard room is available. - The billiard room? - Yes!
A billiard room?! It is necessary to accept.
Oh, Monsieur Minister, do you sleep on the billiard table?
I will never allow this!
But, madam, I do not know what to do.
I hope you will honor us and spend the night here.
Madame the Chairperson...
Quickly prepare a room for guests.
Yes. Which one?
Oh, yes, and the truth, what am I dissipated!
I forgot that I changed it into a dressing room.
"Prepare the master's room." Being...
No, I'll cause too much trouble.
Monsieur Minister, you will give us pleasure,
accepting our modest hospitality.
"Really, sweetheart?" - Yes Yes.
"Go, Sophia." - Go, go!
In this case, I yield to delicate violence...
"Dear Rosimond, you'll sleep in the billiard room." "All right, Monsieur Minister.
"Does Monsieur wish anything else?" No. Go ahead. Good night.
Madame the Chairperson! Monsieur the President! Monsieur Minister!
And try to get well on the billiard table.
In a dream I will practice cannon. Goodnight!
The rooms are ready and these candles too. Thank you.
"Did not they realize it was a joke?" Go away! Yes!
Once again, a thousand apologies,
Madam Chairperson, for this inconvenience.
Oh, it's not, Monsieur Minister.
This we appeal to your indulgence.
"You know, we still do not have electricity..." "Oh!"
These candles are never lit.
In your hands, they have no excuses at all.
"Monsieur Minister." "This way, Monsieur Minister."
I wish you good night, Monsieur Minister!
And I, Madam Chairwoman, wish you the most sweet dreams!
Monsieur Minister, do you have everything you need?
Yes, yes, dear Chairman. Madame the Chairperson.
"Good night, Monsieur Minister!" Good night!
And now we are together, yes! Shh! Do not cry, he can hear you!
Do you understand what you have done?
I've never lied in my whole life!
I, who have an honest and virtuous past,
immersed in this abyss of deception and shame!
Stop whining! You must thank me!
Thank you after this infernal joke that you played with me?
Why not? I brilliantly saved the situation.
I gave you a sultry, secular woman at the table,
which fascinated the Minister.
Yes, the Minister. What happens when he finds out about it?
He will not know anything, because tomorrow morning he will leave.
It's a pity, however, I liked it. Reminiscent of Eugene.
"Who is this Eugene?" "Oh, do not remind me of him."
Well, let's go bainki? "Bainki?" Where?
In my room, you conceded yours to the minister.
Do you see my generosity? I offer you hospitality.
No, no! Recently I gave slack,
but now I have come to my senses,
and your spell will no longer seize me!
Do you prefer to sleep alone?
Yes, I will sleep in the bathroom! "Watch out, do not dodge."
And tomorrow morning, as soon as the Minister leaves,
you immediately leave this house!
Well yes! Oh sure! Good night, you fool!
Good night, Messalina!
Oh, I'm sorry, I can not find my vanity case.
Maybe he stayed here? "But Sofia took him there."
Apparently, I put it under the bed.
Monsieur the President already lay down?
"Oh... yes, he's already asleep..." very hard. - A!
When he sleeps, you will not wake him
even cannon shots.
Now I will try to fall asleep. Good night, Monsieur Minister.
Madame the Chairperson.
ABOUT! I had a candle out.
Now I'll light it for you. "Thank you."
I will save an unforgettable memory
about your hospitality. "Monsieur Minister..."
Oh yeah, the government you sheltered, in fact,
the government that was on the street.
In better times we would be hanged
marble plaque on the wall of the house.
In better times? And you are a reactionary, Madam Chairwoman.
I respect power, that's all, Monsieur Minister.
And how right you are. Oh, Madame Trikoyn!
Monsieur Cyprien Gode!
Good night again, Madam Chairwoman!
Good night, Monsieur Minister!
- Oh! I had a candle out. - Oh!
"Now it's my turn to help you." "Thank you."
Why are you smiling?
Because we have candlesticks, as under the old regime.
Do not talk more about the old regime, it makes me feel bitter.
He had his good side. "The king was everywhere in his house."
This is true.
He could listen to his heart.
In fact, he could. "If, traveling through the provinces,"
he met a delightful woman, who was, like you,
wife of the President of the Court, he told her:
"I love you, you're the only woman, a real woman,
which I have ever met." And she answered:
"Sire, I'm yours!" "Oh, madam!"
- ABOUT! Goodbye Monsieur Minister! - Yes you are right!
- Oh! My candle went out again. - And mine too.
Wait, here on the desk, there must be matches.
Oh! "Your hand!" "Eugene!"
"Eugene?!" No, Ciprien. "Cyprien?"
Oh, it does not matter, Cyprien, my Cyprien...
MINISTRY OF JUSTICE
What are you doing with this ashtray?
I'll go out and shake it, it's full of cigarette butts.
Monsieur the Minister smokes a lot.
Yes! He deludes himself with the illusion that smoke excites the mind, which is not.
No! You do not have to shake ashtrays!
The wife of the porter must do this.
The wife of the doorman gave birth this night.
It's not the reason.
Mister Minister stubs
can wait until this poor toiler
will be able to fulfill his duties.
And what do you have against the new Minister? What did he do to you?
To me? Nothing. He is a northerner, that's all!
"And that's why you hate him?" "Do you hate me?" No! I despise him.
Since I took the place of the head of the bailiffs,
almost thirty years ago,
all ministers have always been Southerners.
It was a sacred tradition!
This is the first time that a northerner
dared to sit in this chair.
I can not prevent him from fulfilling his duties,
but I try, as I can, to make his life unbearable.
For example, I spread the newspapers in this way,
to first of all come across his eyes.
Those who write badly about him.
It's nothing, but it's enough to spoil his mood
for the whole day, behold.
Has Monsieur Minister yet come?
No. He has a carefree life.
Everything is already in place for more than an hour, except for him.
Good example. - Do you think he will be late for a long time?
Eh, but who knows?
From the northerner, you can expect anything. And what is it?
Are you in a hurry?
My niece has a wedding in Passy, and I'm a witness.
The ceremony is scheduled for noon,
I need to take the train at half past ten.
Call my personal secretary right away.
Oh, it's you, Bienassi...
Monsieur Minister, sign the decree,
which should appear in the government bulletin.
OK OK.
Find me a folder with Trikoyn's documents.
"Who is Trikoyn?" "You do not know him?"
Judge of the highest dignity. President of the Court in Gray.
This is the first time I've heard of him...
Good judges never talk about themselves.
Virtue always accompanies modesty. Go on! Go on!
"But..." "Come on, quickly!" Do what I told you.
And you will send everyone out. Today I do not accept.
We did not have enough of this Trikoyn.
Another northerner.
My wife is waiting for me at the station,
I'll have to take the crew.
♪ You are as clean as a lily, you are as clean as a flower.
A! This is too much! Scoundrels! Bastards!
Monsieur Minister, will there be other instructions?
Go to hell! "Very well, Monsieur Minister!" Wait!
I told you to take this drovnitsu away from here a thousand times!
I gave the instruction to the proper staff.
I do not care about the proper staff!
This drovnitsa should disappear, and immediately! "All right, I'll take care of it!"
Wait!
Look at this subject.
Look at it properly. What do you say about him?
I will say that this is a paper knife, Monsieur Minister.
- No! - No.
"It's not a paper knife!" "Not a knife."
This mess! And these inkwells, this ashtray!
All this copper!
They have not been cleaned since the days of the empire!
Monsieur Minister, I'm sorry,
The wife of the doorman is engaged in cleaning.
So what? "That night the woman gave birth to twins",
You can not require that it simultaneously
was engaged in children and cleaned ink tanks.
So in Paris it is easy to find
a woman ready to polish two twins!
ABOUT! What I'm saying is you're all to blame!
Yes, in short, hire someone!
Oh, Octave! I've been waiting for you. Go, come here.
I've been waiting for you. And you go, please!
Octave! Octave, I'm crazy!
What?! Love your mind! Crazy with passion! A!
I've never been so in love!
I understand you. Angelina is a charming woman!
What Angelina! Who talks about Angelina?
This adventure is over, moreover, I do not want to see her anymore.
You need to engage in it in the Odeon,
- and forget about it. - It's a new adventure?
Yes, the most beautiful, intoxicating, passionate in my life.
Unexpected excitement, sensuality, delirium!
Madness. I'm still trembling all over.
I see, monsieur minister. "It's not a woman, you know!"
No? - No. There are two. One passionate and sensual,
another bashful and chaste.
One caller, like a courtesan.
Another innocent, as a pupil of the monastery.
One is the promise itself, the other is self-renunciation!
Hell!
Imagine, lady of the highest world:
Gracious, restrained, the marquis of the old regime.
And then imagine a synthesis of great lovers:
Thais, Frida, Aspasia.
Synthesis of all pleasures, all sins.
Bacchante, here, a real Bacchante!
I can not tell you her name.
"Caution hinders me: She is married. - Bacchante? - Yes.
"And the Marquis?" - She too.
And husbands? "My husband is alone."
"Is he a bigamer?" No, my wife is only one: She.
Ah, that's what. "She alone is worth two."
Before meeting this woman, I was a naive newcomer.
For one night she opened the world to me.
Why am I saying "peace"? The Universe!
This woman is a true love encyclopedia.
And to think only, she lives in the backwater,
in a lost provincial corner,
in the microscopic center of the district: In Gray.
Did you meet her in the house of the President of the Court?
Damn it! I betrayed myself! "Madame Tricoyne?"
Yes she.
If you are a decent person, you must forget everything!
- I have already forgotten. - Good! Well done!
Then I can tell you the rest. In the morning she will come here.
Yes, she will come up with an excuse that you need to make a purchase,
because her husband does not suspect anything. - A!
By the way, the husband is such a charming woman
can not continue to remain in the court of Gray.
"I want to see every day." Him?
"No, it's her!" - Ah!
"We need to transfer him to Paris." "Paris?"
Will this increase seem suspicious to him?
- Do you think? - Oh sure!
Assign him to Bezier. - Bezier is too far away. I need him next to me.
"I will appoint him to Versailles." "Versailles?" No no.
Versailles promised to the senator's nephew.
Melen. - Melen promised to the cousin of the Chairman of the Council.
- Ah, for sure! - In the Tour? - In the Tour.
Ah, it's you. Quickly prepare a new decree:
Monsieur Tricouyn was appointed chairman of the Tour.
"And Monsieur Durante?" "And send Durante to Gray."
"But I..." "Do not delay me, I want to sign right now."
I have a train at ten minutes to eleven.
"Monsieur Minister, here is Madame..." "Is she?" That's her!
At last! "This is Madame Angelina."
What the devil! Right now?
Tell her I'm sorry,
but I must go to the Council of Ministers,
and that I will come to her at the first opportunity.
"Very well, Monsieur Minister!" Wait.
The wife of the President of the Court of Gray must come.
Madame Trikoyn, immediately take her to my office.
All right, Monsieur Minister!
I do not understand, she should be here already.
Please come to the central hotel.
"Ask if Madame Tricoyne has come." Good.
I'm shaking. I'm like on hot coals.
I understand you. I'm already going, Monsieur Minister!
Mademoiselle.
You reported me to the Minister?
Yes, as soon as I said about you, he immediately exclaimed:
"What the devil!"
- A! Did he say that? - Yes. So.
Then he instructed me to tell you that he is very busy
in the Council of Ministers.
It is not true. He is waiting for another woman.
So he wants to leave me?
Yes, I think he has such intentions.
A! Well, we'll see about that!
Do not think that he can easily get rid of me!
"He does not know the Marseilles!" "The Marseilles?"
"Are you a Marseilles?" - Of course. I was born on the street Kanebier!
I'm also a marselian!
You can count on me, I'm at your service!
Thank you! I'll go to his house and make a hell of a scene!
Oh no! Why go to his house? Here! In the Ministry!
Arrange a grand scandal! This will write about all the newspapers!
"Who is this other woman?" - I do not know. Perhaps the wife of some judge,
who wants to raise for her husband.
Usual abomination!
Leave it to me. I'll find a way to find out the truth.
"And how will you do it?" I have my own method.
Wait outside, before the Ministry.
When I wave the handkerchief, go upstairs.
You'll see, it will be fun.
Excuse me, is Madame Tricoyne not yet at the hotel?
No, monsieur, she just left.
"Can you tell me where she went?" In truth, no.
- She went to the Ministry. - To the Ministry. Thank you!
You are welcome.
"How do you know this?" "I know everything, monsieur.
Mademoiselle!
Mademoiselle. It's good to see you again. Do you remember me?
During our trip from Dieppe to Paris, a few days ago.
We talked so much.
You spoke English, I speak French.
We did not understand anything, but it does not matter. I took your hands,
you smiled, then leaned your head
here on my shoulder, and fell asleep.
Since that day, mademoiselle, I love you, I love you madly!
Do you understand what I'm telling you?
- No. - ABOUT! What a misfortune!
Does anyone speak English at this hotel? - I.
"Are you again?" "Allow me?" Posh, agent-translator.
The agent is outside, the interpreter is inside.
Do you speak English? "Of course, monsieur."
Tell mademoiselle that I love her.
And I want to marry her.
Tell her that my name is Octave Rosimond,
I am the personal secretary of the Minister.
Damn it! An important person! At your service, Monsieur Rosemont!
The Minister is waiting for me.
I will ask permission from him and return. Engage her in conversation.
- What topic? - About the charms of marriage!
Do not let her escape, watch her.
My job is to regulate the movement.
Give it up! Movement will be better without you!
Now this is your job, the order of the Minister.
Yes, monsieur! "See you soon, my love!" I'm going, and I'll be back.
"Tell me at least, what's your name?" Thursday.
Thursday? Ah, no. You'll tell me later, right? Bye.
Bye!
Goodbye!
And why, Monsieur Marius, do you put the bell under the pillow?
Shh! I'm preparing a small surprise for Mr. Minister.
If he dares to make a love adventure,
the bell will ring,
I will immediately resort and spoil his holiday.
Just today he is waiting for one woman,
it seems, this is his new favorite. Moreover, remember!
This is Madame Tricoyne! As soon as she comes, let her in! Go on!
Go, Francesco, I have a lot to do! A lot of things!
What do you want, madam?
I would like to speak with Monsieur Minister.
I'm Madame Tricoyne,
the wife of the President of the Court of Gray.
Please, madam, come in, Monsieur the Minister is waiting for you.
Is waiting for me? But, young man, he does not even know that I'm in Paris!
Obviously, the Minister knows this. He gave precise instructions.
The police are always so knowledgeable...
Monsieur the Minister will be in a minute.
This is the personal cabinet of Monsieur Ministr, is not it?
Yes, madam.
Tell me, young man, is it true that the Minister is a womanizer?
- All the time dragging behind skirts. - Well...
Because there are two kinds of women:
Those that allow and those that do not allow.
But those that do not allow,
in the end, almost always allow!
Yes.
"I beg your pardon, madam." Yes, go, go, please, monsieur.
About! Horrible!
Oh! These items should shine!
A! Woman for cleaning copper.
"Hey, good woman." Oh! Monsieur Minister!
You are not going to polish copper
- right in my office? - No, sorry that I allowed myself.
The gatekeeper told me that M. Minister was waiting for me.
Yes, I waited for you, but not now!
After closing the office. "Oh, monsieur the Minister!"
Are you so smart? Today what, Sunday?
Why? "Such a beautiful hat."
ABOUT! "You look like a flower bed!"
Since you are here, take it and go to another room.
Monsieur Minister wishes me to... no, Mr. Minister... - Take it.
Yes, you will be satisfied with me. Monsieur Minister... Oh! ABOUT!
ABOUT! ABOUT! ABOUT! "Forgive me, Monsieur Minister!"
thank you, Monsieur Minister, but when I take up...
Okay. Okay! "... Everything is shining, Monsieur Minister!" Thank you.
Hmm... Not bad!
"Monsieur Minister." "Ah, it's you."
Do you think now is the right time to clean copper? - What?
Next time, wait until the office closes, okay?
"But, Monsieur..." - No "but"!
What do you want, finally?
"This is Madame Trikoyn." "Madame Trikoyne?!"
And what are you waiting for and not telling me? What are you waiting for...
Start it immediately.
And I ask that no one disturb me!
"Monsieur Minister." You. It is you?
"Am I bothering you?" - Well, what are you saying? You are at home...
I'm so excited, so shocked.
If you knew how I feel when I'm in this palace...
It seems that the ceiling must fall!
Your excitement is so charming.
I feel poor, small, fragile and lost.
Esther in the presence of Ahasuerus.
ABOUT! What a culture!
I assure you that Ahasuerus is more excited about the two of us.
True? You have not forgotten me yet?
Forgot? How can you forget a heady, voluptuous night...
Be silent! Do not make me blush!
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for coming. Oh yeah.
"Monsieur Minister." - Speak.
You must do me one great favor!
I agree! "You do not have to go back to Gray anymore."
Well, I will not go back there, and neither will you.
Oh, I'm not, of course!
That is, I wanted to say... I have to go back there.
No, you must not go back there.
Your husband is promoted.
- I translated it into Tours. - Why?
That you were closer.
Tour is two hours drive from Paris.
"I can come to you every day." "Oh no, for God's sake!"
- Yes! - I do not want! - Why?
Because I will be too embarrassed before my husband.
You are the only wine of my life!
I will be ashamed and repent.
Oh, I beg you, it will not be tactful of you.
What a nobility of feelings! What purity of the soul!
You are truly a decent woman! True?
ABOUT! You have such a refined perception.
Such strict observance of marital duties.
Your husband should be proud.
Well, I obey your desire!
I will not come to you, it's you who come to me!
Yes! When I have such an opportunity.
Always! Always! Everyday!
If you do not want to do this for me, do it for the Motherland!
- And where is the Motherland? - And, moreover.
Ah, if I do not see you every day, I'll be nervous.
I will neglect my duties as a minister.
Well, what are you saying?
Is it possible that such a provincial as I,
- had such a big impact? - Great! Great, madam!
Since I came back, I've only been thinking about you.
About your amazing body, your shoulders,
about your arms and that birthmark that you have around your neck.
I close my eyes and see her again!
You drive me crazy! You bewitch me!
"Let me see if she's there!" Of course, on the spot!
"What do you want me to do?" I want to make sure! I want to make sure!
Careful! Suddenly someone will come! What are you doing?
You do not understand? I want to see a mole!
Here she is! She is here! It's really her!
Oh, Cyprien, dear! Cyprien, I'm afraid this story will end badly!
No! It will end well. "No, Ciprien!"
- Wonderful! - No no! - Expensive!
Has the Minister called?
I called? Are you out of your mind?
Monsieur the Minister called and still calls. - I?
Do you mind joking?
Monsieur the Minister does not call anymore.
"Who put this call here?" I do not know.
Probably, Monsieur Minister himself pushed him
during his lively conversation with Madame.
Good. Now go away!
I must inform the Minister that the Attorney General is here.
Oh, God damn it! And where is he?
- Here he is. Come in! - No! No! Wait!
Come in, Monsieur Procurator!
Wait! ABOUT! Good afternoon. Good afternoon, Monsieur Procurator!
"Monsieur Minister." How are you? I see that it is beautiful.
Thank you! Good! Maybe we'll go to the Council Hall?
- I beg! - After you! "Thank you."
O!
Bacchante!
"Madame Tricoyne?" Yes, but who are you?
I think I've already seen you.
Yes, I am the personal secretary of the Minister.
May I ask what are you doing here in my office?
Yes, I'm waiting for Monsieur Minister.
He told me to come here for a minute, and I did not see him again.
"Go and find out what he's doing." Yes, now I'm going.
He is not.
"There is no minister." And where did he go? Who knows!
Oh yes!
I just had a small swoon.
This often happens to me.
The dress squeezed me, and I had to unbutton it.
It must have stayed there, go, look, please!
Yes, I'm coming! Now I'm coming!
"Have you found him?" No, not yet.
"Look, it must be on the floor." Can not see.
ABOUT!
What? "Here is a worker",
who came for the dower.
"This one?" - Yes. Carry it.
Nothing. I did not find anything.
But how is this possible? It did not fly away!
Are you sure that it was on you when you came here?
Do you think I walked around like that?
Now it is not known what you think of me!
Madame, I think... I think you are a charming woman!
- True? - Yes.
You, too, are very very cute.
Well now they are shining!
ABOUT!
Finally I managed to free myself!
"Ku-ku!" - Oh, I'm sorry, Monsieur Minister. I'm done.
"Are you done?" Yes. "And what do you want now?"
If Monsieur Minister allows, I would like...
Here, take it, brush it.
What? Does the Minister want me to clean this one too?
Go on! Go, good woman!
Let's! Will be done. "I must receive people."
"Madam, madame." - Oh!
You?! "Monsieur Minister."
"What were you doing here?" I rummaged through the documents.
"Is not Madame Trikoyn here?" "No, Monsieur, there is no one."
Apparently, she left. Yes. "I've lost my patience."
Yes. "Thank God she found her dress."
What a woman, my friend! What a woman!
You can not resist her charm!
Uh... Who are you talking to?
You can not imagine the power of her seduction. - I represent.
- Nooo! You can not imagine! - I cant. - Okay.
It is necessary that you remind me to sign the order
about the appointment of her husband in the Tour.
"Do not you think it's too far?" What?
From Paris to Tour it takes two hours by train...
I guess this is too much for your desire.
A little too much! Too!
"Then where do we ship it?" In Blois? "Blois?"
There is more than an hour by train.
And why should not Mr. Minister take him here to Paris?
"Paris?" - Yes!
But you yourself said that a scandal could break out?!
Yes, if you appoint him as President of the Court,
but you can give him an appointment to the Ministry.
Well, I do not know, for example, the Director of Personnel.
For the old Judge, it seems to me that this is quite suitable.
And this is a thought! Well done, young man!
You gave me valuable advice.
We need to do this right now! Go and say that...
"No, wait, I better go." - Good!
Madame!
- He left? - Yes, quickly!
It is necessary to take advantage of his absence.
You need to get out of here.
Yes! And how will I do it? I'm almost naked!
And the truth. Oh my God! What a tragic situation!
Why tragic! I think it's very fun.
It is a pity that we were interrupted,
because... because we are just starting.
"Dear Bienassi. "Monsieur Minister,
here is the order for the appointment of M. Trikoyin in Tour.
"Would you like to sign it?" "Everything has changed, dear Bienassi.
Monsieur Tricouyn no longer goes to Tours.
"Not going any more?" - No. I appointed him the Director of Personnel.
So, we need to change the order.
Yes, right now. I want to sign it immediately!
Come on, do not waste time.
Yes. Prepare it and bring it to me.
"I have a train at half past ten." What?
I mean, my wife is waiting for me at the train station...
It's not my business. Come on, prepare it.
Stay here. I'll look for you to put something on top.
"Are you leaving me alone?" Yes, it is necessary to get out of here.
And I'm in no hurry, I'm very happy here!
Would not it be better to go back to your office?
No, no, better not! Better not!
Stay here, I'll be back soon!
Oh, madam. You're back?
I thought you left...
Yes! Great! And how could I leave without clothes?
But how, you did not find it?
No. She was with you. Where did you put her?
In the drovnitsu. It should still be there.
Where's the drovnitsa? ABOUT! Damn it! She's not here!
"She disappeared, too?" Seems to be yes. Now I find out.
"Please, madam, go away for a little while." "Again?"
For a minute, just for a minute.
However, it is easier to enter the Ministry than to get out of it.
This is for you! For the Minister everything is just the opposite.
Mister Minister, did you call?
Where's the drovnitsa?
The Drovnitsa was sent to the main warehouse,
according to the instruction given by Monsieur Minister.
What? To the warehouse? And the dress, what was inside?
"Was there a dress inside?" Yes, and you know this very well!
"You saw how I put it there." "I saw nothing, Monsieur Minister!"
"You did not see anything, did you?" "I never see anything, Monsieur."
So! This drovnitsa should immediately return here!
Send someone to return it!
It's useless, Monsieur Minister.
Drovnitsa can not appear in the warehouse.
- Before six o'clock. - Why?
Because the van
must complete his detour to six.
A! A curse! - Are there any other instructions from Monsieur Minister?
Yes! Get the hell out of here!
Very well, Monsieur Minister!
And you know, there's no one for me today! For nobody! Clear?
All right, Monsieur Minister.
"How am I gonna wear her now?" "Now they are shining!"
I hope, Monsieur the Minister will be pleased.
"Do you want five hundred francs?" "Five hundred francs?!"
- Undress immediately! - Undress for money? Never!
What do you want then?
My husband is waiting for a promotion for twenty years.
Your husband will receive a promotion if you get undressed!
"And if I refuse?" "He will be immediately fired!"
I have no right to refuse. What should I take off?
All! All! "My Augustin, I'm doing this for you!"
Quickly, madam, you can not lose a minute!
ABOUT! What impatience! "Quickly, like this!"
How you want me! Oh, these men are politicians!
"How do you want me!" I'm ready! "Come on, madam!" Dress!
Do not worry. Leave me alone.
"Now go there." "Is not it better here?"
No! It's impossible in my office! In the other place!
There! There!
Yes, he is a beast!
"Here, madam, you are saved!" "But..."
Where did you get these clothes?
I gave it to a woman who cleans copper.
You need to adjust it to yourself.
In the evening, I will definitely return your clothes to you.
Like this.
Could you report me to the Minister?
Monsieur Minister does not accept today.
If you give my business card,
he might make an exception.
I do not think so!
"Monsieur Marius!" - Yes!
Here is Monsieur Tricoyne, President of the Court of Gray.
And who is it?
The husband of the woman whom Monsieur Minister was waiting for this morning.
"Madam in the shirt?" "We need to get him to leave."
Prevent him from meeting his wife.
Not at all! This is an excellent chance!
Come in, come in, Monsieur Tricoyne.
Monsieur Minister will be very glad to receive you!
"But I would not want to disturb." Well no! No worries!
What a nightmare! I am horrified in this dress.
No, you are always adorable.
But she's falling off me! If there were pins here!
I do not have them, but I'll bring it to you right away.
I would not want to disturb. "Monsieur Minister."
A! You?! "Monsieur Minister." You!
I did not mean to disturb you,
but he insisted on letting me in...
I thought I did it right.
Of course, you did everything right!
"Thank you, Monsieur Minister!" "Please, come in."
Dear, dear Chairman, what a pleasant surprise!
I did not expect to see you in Paris so soon...
Thank you. "Sit down, please!" "Thank you."
And what brings you here?
"Repentance, Monsieur Minister." I came to clear my conscience. - What?
The judge who lied is not worthy to judge.
I ask you. Monsieur Minister, accept my resignation.
Oh, what are you saying, Monsieur the President?
Yes, I lied. I tarnished the white ermine.
- My robes. - You?! - Yes I.
And I will go to the wilderness with my wife.
Oh, it's not! This I will never allow!
My dear Trikoyn, if all the lied judges
will be removed into the desert,
the desert will cease to be a desert.
But I lied to my boss.
Well, then there's nothing wrong with that. And who did not do this?
This is quite natural.
Dear Trikoyn, this is not an excuse to get so upset.
And what do the others do now?
Your colleagues who cause a scandal, mixing women
with the sacred causes of justice.
Mister Minister, the speech is just about a woman.
I found a woman under the roof of my house.
"A woman?" Worse! The courtesan!
Monsieur minister, I must tell you everything.
No, no, no, I do not want to know anything.
I must clear my conscience.
Monsieur Trikoyn, I order you to remain silent, I am Minister of Justice.
Yes, I do!
But what do you think of me now?
I think that you are one of the best people
French judicial system.
- I?! - Yes.
You rejected love for justice, accusing
himself without any indulgence.
Can such heroism be left without a reward?
No, Monsieur Tricoyne. Therefore, I appoint you.
Director of Personnel of the Ministry of Justice!
"But it's a dream!" No, this is reality!
Now go and wait.
But, Monsieur Minister, Monsieur Minister, I...
Ah, it's you! You came on time.
Conduct now Monsieur Tricoine in the office
and present it to the whole staff in person.
But, Monsieur Minister, let me express...
Later! Express later! Now go!
Yes. - Staff waiting for you! "Thank you, Monsieur Minister." - Watch out!
"His wife is in your office!" No! Yes!
"Hold him." Give me time to get it out. Good.
Did you know that your husband is in Paris?
No. I did not know anything.
As soon as I saw him, I confess to you, I shook.
Oh, for you, of course. Oh! Oh! Oh! Pins!
- It does not matter, I did it myself. - Oh good!
"Is he still there?" - No.
I sent him to the office.
I appointed him the Director of Personnel.
"I hope you will be satisfied." I?
Yes. Imagine when you will live in Paris,
we can meet every day, every hour.
"You can come here whenever you want." "Coming here?"
Yes - Are you crazy?
- I'm crazy? Why? - If you appointed Trikoyn
director of staff, he will be here all the time. - Oh yes!
What a fool I am! I did not think about it!
Send him again to Gray. "Send him to Gray?"
No, it will be demotion.
And now he can not move forward any more.
Well, go ahead with it.
Find another place where to arrange it!
Yes. It remains only the Palace of Justice.
I will appoint him as President of the Court of Appeal.
- A good career in 24 hours, right? - Agree.
Oh! ABOUT! ABOUT!
I'm waiting for Monsieur Minister.
See see. This is a uniform. I already get used to it.
Excuse me, did you happen to see some Madame Trikoyn?
- Tricoon? - Yes, madam, who almost
the same clothes as you.
"Madame Tricoyne is me." "You?"
Well, you must! It turns out there are two of them!
I am the wife of the President of the Court of Gray.
"So you are the wife of the President!" Yes!
Excellent! Excellent! Be here, do not go anywhere!
Why? "Now I can not tell you, but you'll see!"
- What are you doing? - Nothing. Never mind.
Greetings to a friend.
I beg you, do not go! Stay here!
Wait a minute, I want to make sure that there's no one there.
- ABOUT! - You again?
But what the hell are you doing here?
"I'm waiting for Monsieur Minister." "Not here, go there!"
No, the porter said to wait here and...
Do not worry about the doorman. Go, go.
"Do what I tell you." Go on! Yes, I'm coming.
Faster, go! The road is free, you can go out!
- Oh, finally! - Oh yes!
Oh!
Yes, madam, your documents will be ready
- in the near future. "Thank you." - Keep calm.
Wait, I'll come later.
And you?
"Monsieur Minister." "You?"
What would you like? "The doorman said you wanted to see me."
I? Not at all. "I beg your pardon, M. Minister."
"There must be some mistake." Indeed.
But since you are here, dear Trikoyn,
I can tell you that you are no longer a Human Resources Director.
I knew it. No! You can not know anything!
"As you wish, Monsieur Minister." You are promoted.
Increased? "I appointed you President of the Court of Appeal."
- Me? How is this possible? - Everything is possible!
Monsieur Minister,
I changed the order of appointment.
Monsieur Tricouline Director of Personnel.
Monsieur Bienassi, you need to change everything. All remake!
"Again?" - Monsieur Tricoyne is not a Human Resources Director.
I am appointed President of the Court of Appeal.
No! This is a joke. "Monsieur Bienassi, I'm never kidding."
"Go back to your office." But this...
Say no more. Go ahead.
Good! All right, Monsieur Minister.
I'll never, never go to Passy.
Chairman of the Court of Appeal.
Monsieur Minister, I do not know how to thank you.
Such an important, long-awaited increase.
You do not have to thank me, dear Trikoyn.
This is just an act of justice and satisfaction.
The more belated justice, the more generous it should be.
"Monsieur Minister?" What else?
"Do not forget, the Chairman of the Council is waiting for you." - Oh yes!
I had a lot of things this morning, and I completely forgot about it.
Excuse me, monsieur President of the Court of Appeal.
What? Chairman of the Court of Appeal?
A new boost. I hope the last one.
Quiet! Quiet!
Oh!
Monsieur Minister.
Where is he? Where is the Minister?
Ah, he just went out this door.
Do not run after him! There is something that will interest you!
- This is my husband! - A! Congratulations!
Ah, it's you, cuckold!
Cuckold? "Do not pretend you do not understand!"
You think, no one knows,
that your wife is the mistress of the Minister? - My wife?
And that she walked half-naked before the Minister?
Do not say stupid things! My wife is in Honfleur!
"At last, Monsieur Minister." Oh! Ah! Aglaya!
"Augustin!" A! Here she is! You see, I was right?
- Aglaya! - You see, I was right?
Aren 't you ashamed!
Come here, gentlemen! See what's happening
in the office of Mr. Minister.
What's happening?
A! Help me, Augustin!
"Shameless!" A! Now I understand why I was promoted.
Oh my God! A!
A! A! Help!
Is Madame Trikoyan at the hotel?
She has not come yet, monsieur. But here is Mademoiselle Trikoyne.
What mademoiselle?
Madame Tricoyne's daughter.
Oh, does Madame Tricoyne have a daughter?
Well, I'll buy her a doll.
I do not think she still plays with dolls.
Mademoiselle Trikoyn, probably, is already eighteen years old.
Eighteen years? How is this possible?
Madame Tricoyne is not more than thirty years old!
How could she have an eighteen-year-old daughter?
I do not know what to say to you, monsieur.
Security guard! Where's the guard?
"What security guard?" The one who speaks English.
"He must be there." "Call him." "Very well, monsieur."
"Mademoiselle!" Mademoiselle! ABOUT!
How glad I am to see you again!
It's good to see you. How are you?
Oh, how do you know what she said?
I need you!
"At your service, monsieur!" "Sit here and translate."
Oh, what happiness, what a joy to talk with you. Translate!
Yes, monsieur.
(Eng.) Oh, what a happiness to talk to you.
(Eng.) I'm very glad to see you again, I often remembered you.
I am also very glad to see you again, I often remembered you.
"Did she often remember me?" Yes. True?
Tell her I do not live anymore.
"Hey, do not exaggerate!" Translate, translate!
Yes, monsieur. (English) Ten days I no longer live.
(Eng.) Me too. "She too, but she's exaggerating."
"Oh, my dear!" Treasure! I love you! "Well, that's too much!"
"Oh, please!" Translate! Yes, monsieur. Her! Her!
My dear, my treasure, I love you.
(Eng.) I'm a decent girl!
(Eng.) Your intentions are dishonest.
(Eng.) I will not listen to you anymore!
I'm a very decent girl!
If you have dishonest intentions, I will not listen to you.
Oh! But they are honest! I want to marry you!
No, be quiet, young man!
Marriage is a serious matter.
Oh, I know what I'm doing.
Tell her that my name is Octave Rosimond,
and I want to marry her.
Yes Yes. (Eng.) His name is Octave Rosimond.
(Eng.) Do you agree to marry him?
(Eng.) I will be happy to become his wife!
"Does she refuse?" No! We agree!
ABOUT! What a joy! I'm crazy, I'm crazy about happiness!
You're always exaggerating!
(Eng.) But first we must get the consent of my parents.
My mother is in Paris.
It is necessary to obtain the consent of my parents.
"My mother is in Paris." "And what is her mother's name?"
"Probably like her daughter." Oh yes,
but I do not know her name. "Do you know her name?" - No.
"Do you know her name and want to marry her?" - Yes!
"Ask her name!" - Yes, monsieur.
(Eng.) What is your mother's name?
- Tricoon. - Tricoon?
No! It's impossible! Your mother Madame Tricoyne?
Yes! Tricoon! - Wife of the President of the Court of Gray?
(Eng.) Yes! Yes! Chairman! Gray!
ABOUT! Have mercy! "But what's wrong with you?"
"I'm her mother's lover!" No! Yes!
- And how long? - Hour ago.
"Should I translate?" No! God forbid! It's horrible!
That happens.
(English) What's the matter with you? "She wants to know what's the matter with you."
- Tell her it's fun, excitement... - Uh...
(Eng.) This is emotion, joy, ..
(Eng.) .. happiness... Oh, I understand. I'm also very excited.
(Angl.) I'll go up to my room.
The poor girl is also excited, she will rise to her room.
Goodbye, Octave!
Goodbye!
Farewell, my love!
Daughter.
Her daughter.
This is the end.
I have nothing else to do but rush to the Seine. Yes!
- Can you swim? - No.
"Then I do not advise you." Oh yes.
ABOUT! Look who's coming!
"Who?" "Father!" "Mother's father!"
No! Father of the daughter! My mother's husband!
I am President Trikoyn, where is my daughter?
I do not know, monsieur.
Just sat here.
She went up to her room, monsieur.
She is an amazing girl, speaks excellent English.
- Lucky you, you understand it! - I am a translator.
Excuse me, monsieur? Agent Posch! At your service!
"How do you know who I am?" "Who does not know President Trikoyn?"
"Maybe you're looking for your wife." "Do you know my wife?"
No, I did not yet have this honor, but I heard about it.
I think she went to the Ministry of Justice.
"Do you even know this?" I know everything.
"And you know that I'm a cuckold?" "Do you know that, too?"
"I learned half an hour ago." And I'm only 15 minutes ago.
Oh, how quickly everyone will know about everything in Paris.
So, since you all know,
I have no right to hide from you the rest.
He adores your daughter, whose name he did not know.
"Who?" "Your wife's lover." Minister?
No! His personal secretary Octave Rosimond.
- So, she has two! - What two? - Lover!
- No! - Yes! Minister and his secretary.
All the Ministry.
Enough, I will not eat this bread.
I immediately resign. Is there a pen and paper in this hotel?
Probably in the office,
but in your place I would have thought.
No, enough! This is the end! The woman I took from the nothingness,
with cheap kitchens.
What do you want, madam?
"Is the receptionist here?" No, he retired for a short while.
"Can you tell me?" I have a meeting
with Mr. Fromman, the American impresario.
"He's waiting for me in an hour." "Five more minutes."
Yes, I know, but first I'll go home and change my clothes.
I wanted to postpone the meeting for the afternoon.
Now I'll tell him.
Thank you. You will find it in the tenth room on the first floor.
Waiting for an answer.
Uh...
A minute.
"I did not tell you my name." It is not necessary.
"You are Gobett from Moulin Rouge." Do you know me?
I admired you in the theater.
- One hundred and nine evenings in a row. - Indeed? - I was in the service.
Cute!
Is anybody here?
The receptionist! The receptionist!
"Ku-ku!" - Who is it?
"Guess it!" "What..."
"Gobett!" "Hello, old teddy bear!" How are you?
I beg you not to call me "an old teddy bear",
and I forbid you to address me to "you"!
Oh well. Is that how you meet me?
Yes, so... "Do you want something, monsieur?"
Please order this letter to the Ministry of Justice.
- It is important. - I'll take it now. - Thank you.
I think we have nothing to talk about.
My regards! "That's how you talk to me!"
After all that I have done for you.
Well, what did you do for me?
Guess where I was an hour ago? In the Ministry.
In the Cabinet of the Minister. "You?"
Yes I. To beg him to forget, so that in your future
- there were no problems. - Forget what?
A night of love spent in your shack in Gray.
I did not spend any night of love.
You are not, and he is.
You and he, under my roof? This is too much!
This morning, Cyprien was going to start again,
but I refused, as a true lady.
I felt responsible, playing the role of Madame Tricoyne.
My wife, you?
Willy-nilly, I already started.
But you do not know what happened afterwards.
Imagine I lost my clothes.
Then, so that I could get out, I had to undress some woman,
- which brushed copper. - Aglaya!
So she's innocent!
"Oh, poor Aglaya!" "But what are you saying?"
- So, I do not... - Yes, because of the Minister?
What do you care? You have already been assigned to Paris.
"Appointment to Paris?" - Yes!
I got it therefore?
Because the Minister thinks that you, that I...
No, I refused to raise.
"What a fool you are." - No! To make a career through women, never!
I'm a judge of old views.
That is, the old school.
"But I'm not your wife." Yes it's true!
"And not even your mistress." And this is also true.
- I'm nobody to you at all. - It's right!
You are nothing to me at all!
So, I can agree without shame!
"Moreover, I must agree!" Well, of course.
Oh my God!
I just wrote to the Ministry
a statement of resignation!
So catch up with the courier.
Come on, come on! "Yes, but..."
Quick, do not waste time, big baby.
Do not call me a big child!
Sorry for the insolence, madam,
but can I ask you where did you get this dress?
I would like to...
I would like to ask you the same question, madam.
I think that what's on you does not belong to you.
No. I own what's on you.
I understand now.
So, it's you who cleaned copper.
Yes it's me.
Excuse me, madame, but how did you get my clothes?
I was brought to her, saying that it was for Madame Trikoyne.
For me?
- And your name is Tricoon? - Exactly.
Are you, by any chance, a relative of the President of the Court of Gray?
- A relative. I am his wife. - His wife?
"My God, he's a bigamer!" "Who?"
- My husband! - No!
I'm Madame Trikoyn too!
Aglaya!
Aglaya, forgive me, my dear, what unfairly accused you.
So what? Will not you greet your wife?
Hello dear! But we already met at the Ministry!
No! It's not about me, it's about this madam.
"But I do not have the pleasure of being acquainted with her." - Here's how!?
"A bigamer!" "A bigamy?" I?
"I've been living with bigamy for twenty years!" - Aglaya!
I realized. I can no longer remain silent.
"Madam, let him speak." "You see, you do not want me to talk!"
Okay, I'll tell you everything.
I'm a poor little woman.
I had to ask Minist for a big favor,
but the porter said to me: "You can not talk
with the Minister, he is not for anyone, except for Madame Trikoyn."
"And you dared?" "Yes, I dared, madam."
But I paid dearly.
Oh, if you knew what the Minister demanded of me...
"He made you clean copper?" "If it were copper."
But we will continue.
There was a lively scene, I lost
your dress, and I was given yours.
And to think only that all this could happen to me!
Aglaya!
It's true, madam. Can you forgive me?
What are you saying, poor girl? Really I do not understand you!
Oh, men! They will never know,
what sacrifices can we, women! Go, dear!
"I'll return your dress to you." Thank you Madam.
But I do not understand why she brushed copper in her underwear.
What are you doing here? Are you here on some special service?
Yes, Monsieur, by order of the Ministry of Justice.
Will you allow me? Pos. Agent- interpreter. I know everyone,
I see everything, I know everything.
So you know if Madame Trikoyne is in the hotel.
Tricoyne? I do not know Madame, but I know my husband.
"He knows everything." And he too?
It's outrageous! He, perhaps, is right.
He learned that his wife had two lovers.
What? Two lovers?
Minister of Justice and his personal secretary.
Haha! You are mistaken, young man!
The personal secretary has absolutely nothing to do with it.
Of course, with what! He told me about it himself.
Is he? ABOUT! Here he is! "Monsieur Minister."
"Dear Rosemond..." - Minister?
Thank you for the information.
I will order the Prefect of Police to reward you.
Monsieur Minister, I wanted to tell you...
No! You told me enough today. Go away.
My dear Rosimond, you are very devoted to me, are not you?
I owe you everything.
I am glad to hear it. I owe you something too.
What? "The horns you instructed me with Madame Trikoyne."
Monsieur Minister, I'm sorry. I lost my head.
It was a momentary insanity, but I will pay dearly for it!
I will pay for this all my life!
What happened to you?
I met a woman and fell in love with her.
She was the woman of my life!
"Madame Tricoyne?" "No, no, daughter."
- Daughter? How old is she? - Eighteen.
Eighteen!? It's impossible! She is too young,
to have an eighteen-year-old daughter!
And yet she has it! It's horrible! The Greek tragedy!
I fell in love with my mother and daughter, and I lost them!
I do not have anything else than a foreign legion.
Oh, do not dramatize!
Now I understand why you insisted so,
that M. Trikoyn was appointed to Paris.
Monsieur Minister, Monsieur Minister, I have been running for you for an hour.
I was in the Elysee Palace, in the Council of Ministers,
you just came out, I ran after your car.
- What would you like? - For you to sign the decree
for the Government Gazette.
Monsieur Bienassi, everything needs to be changed! All remake!
No! - How not? Monsieur Tricouyn is no longer appointed
in Paris, he prefers to stay in Gray.
But, Monsieur Minister, I...
What's the matter? Do you have something against it? - No.
Then go! Find everything you need to write.
- Yes Yes. - Go ahead. - Yes, Monsieur Minister, yes.
Now they are married.
But how, Monsieur Tricoyne prefers to stay in Gray?
"Monsieur Tricoon knows everything." "Oh, damn it!"
Imagine the consequences?
He will want to avenge his offended honor!
You know, honest people are pedantic.
There will be a scandal, there will be a request to the Parliament.
The Ministry will be dissolved, the Republic will be in danger,
and all this because of the woman!
No, Monsieur Minister! Nothing will happen!
I'll take full responsibility for myself, and see that...
But Monsieur Tricoyne! Allow!
"Monsieur Minister!" "Monsieur Tricoyne!"
- Good afternoon! - Good afternoon!
I will tell you, there is only one guilty here.
- I. - Guilty of what, monsieur?
So... means, then, he does not know anything?
I think no. "What should I know?"
Nothing, nothing. Little surprise.
I deleted the name of Monsieur Tricoyne,
which remains in Gray. - What? Remains in Gray? Was this a surprise?
No. - No! No! Do not listen to him.
As so, I... "You do not know what you're saying!"
You yourself told me, Monsieur Minister,
that Monsieur Tricoyne prefers to stay in Gray.
How do I prefer to stay in Gray? Nothing like this!
You heard? You dreamed it!
I appeal to M. Rosimone.
I? I've never heard anything like it!
A! You see, Monsieur the President?
Here is the level of officials.
And this is one of the best!
He always does not understand the way he is told.
Mister Minister, I...
A! Quickly, go ahead and prepare a decree. "Again?"
- Go on! - Go on! - Go on...
I'll come just to the divorce!
I heard that Madame Tricoyne is in Paris.
Traveling. But she already left.
"She's on the train to Honfleur." "But..."
Here she is! "Um... I do not understand."
ABOUT! Monsieur Minister and Monsieur Rosemont. What a pleasant surprise!
Hmm, did not you go to Honfleur?
Honfleur? Where is it?
In Calvados, dammit! Uncle Milfer!
- Oh yes! I missed the train. - A...
They're waiting for you upstairs, darling.
Me?! Allow me, Monsieur Minister? I will go.
Please please. "Thank you, Monsieur Minister!"
Let me rejoice that you missed the train.
This unpleasant surprise allowed me to see you again
and express my respect to you. "Thank you, Monsieur Minister!"
Mademoiselle Gobbett! I warned Mr. Froman,
that you will come to him. "Gobett?" "Gobett?"
What are you saying? This is Madame Tricoyne.
No! Mademoiselle - the famous Gobett of the Moulin Rouge.
- True? - It's pointless to deny it.
So you're not her mother? And she's not your daughter?
No Greek tragedy!
Finish off with your Greek tragedy!
Go to your bride, alive.
Yes... - Thank you, Monsieur Minister! "And you too."
And you wanted to have fun behind my back, it turns out.
Do not take everything so tragically, Monsieur Minister, it happened by chance.
I was with Trikoyne when you arrived.
But you took me for the Chairman,
and I did not want to disappoint you.
Hmm, hmm! Congratulations! You are of better quality.
As for him, the best man
French judicial system...
Monsieur Minister, Monsieur Tricouyn is appointed to Paris.
In Paris? Ha! You're crazy!
Monsieur Tricoyne was fired! Now redo the decree!
- Oh no! - What?
No! I'm over it!
"Monsieur Bienassi!" "I've done it to you eight times this morning.
I missed three trains! My wife is probably waiting for me at the station!
Monsieur Bienassi, do you forget who you are talking to?
"I am the Keeper of Seals!" "Monsieur Minister!"
I also have dignity, and I resign!
Here is your decree!
Remodel it yourself!
Give it to remake it to anyone you want, whatever you want
and wherever you want!
I am a free citizen, and I have the honor to leave you!
Here! That's what our discipline has become! Well, I'll punish him!
No... he has nothing to punish.
Do you still dare to speak? After they insulted me,
- they mocked me, made fun of me? - Offended? Made fun of?
Ungrateful! Remember when we put out the candle together?
You took my hand, I gave you my lips.
Maybe you did not like it?
Well yes...
Do not you think that this is a memory
deserves indulgence?
Yes, I'll leave him in Gray.
When you hugged me,
when he discovered my birthmark...
Well, I'll translate it to Vesoul, but do not ask for more from me.
And awakening? Hardly dawn, when you told me:
"I owe you the most beautiful night of my life."
Maybe you lied?
No. But why do I remember all this, Gobett? Why?
Because we can not forget this!
Because this wonderful memory we owe to poor Trikoyn,
does he not deserve a reward?
Well, he will go to the Tour!
Oh, Cyprien, do not you think I'm worth more than Tour?
"Blois!" "One sleepless night!"
"Versailles!" "Think about the last minute."
About a minute before parting. You were so sad, poor thing,
so unhappy at the thought of parting with me. Did you cry.
You're right! Paris deserves tears, it's true.
ABOUT! Well done! So I like you.
You are better than the Minister, you are a smart man!
And you are a demon!
And to think only that all this could happen to me. Oh...