Delicatessen

Two pounds. And fat ones.

Thats shoulder, right?

The Kube brothers usual.

Tell me about it!

How much?

Two measures.

Well, Mr Interligator .

Hows your wife doing?

Poorly.

Roger, your muffler.

Ive got it!

She tried to take her life again?

Thank heaven, shes alive.

Butcher,

I think youve got

a customer coming.

Whos next?

I am!

That for me?

At your service.

Put it on my bill.

We know where she keeps

her bill alright!

Your turn!

Carburettors acting up again.

Thatll cost you .

The ride, plus luggage .

Howre you paying?

Lentils?

Thats all Ive got.

Listen . Those shoes there

would do the trick .

Closed!

Thats all today.

I didnt come for that.

Anyway, I dont eat meat.

I came about the ad.

What ad?

In the paper.

What paper?

Hard Times.

Light building maintenance.

Odd jobs.

Room and board.

Southern exposure.

Its the right place, 129A?

Here or there, this is nowhere.

Theres no neighbour hassle!

And no visitors.

Well I mustve made a mistake.

Not so fast! If I got you right,

youre looking for a job?

Come here.

Turn around.

Pardon?

Turn around!

What do you weigh?

137 140. Why?

Youre no heavyweight!

Ive got work.

But it takes muscle.

No problem.

Im a butcher

but I dont mince words.

You dont seem to be cut out

for the job.

You dont have the bones,

the chest .

Ill try you out,

but youll have to bust your arse!

What a stroke of luck!

Thanks.

Come on.

So what does the work involve?

Light building maintenance.

Odd jobs.

Room and board.

Southern exposure.

Like in the ad?

How about that?

Just like the ad!

Watch it, theres a loose step.

Youll fix it with the rest:

paint, electricity, cleaning .

The works!

Youll like it there.

And therere no neighbours opposite.

Hang the key there.

Ill let you get settled.

Thanks.

Howre things in town?

Terrible.

With rationing, peopled eat

their shoes. Its touchy.

They have no smarts.

Its a mess.

And till things grow back .

Theyll never grow back.

Youre no optimist.

Get that into your skull,

for christ-sake!

Your hair isnt growing back.

Same difference.

Cant we open the window

Five minutes?

I like the smell of glue.

It smells like fish.

It brings back memories.

What do you think of the new guy?

You deaf?

Hes skinny.

Thinking about her again?

They say she hears voices now.

Is it too much effort

to put that closer?

Hi.

Forget it, shes deaf as a post.

If she gets lost, well find her.

Go back home, theres nothing left.

Im telling you

theres nothing left!

You finished?

Dont stay up there.

Fix the Third floor bulb.

Hi, Butcher!

Hi, Postman!

Got a parcel for your daughter.

Upstairs.

Watch the step.

Mind your business!

Go for it, Marcel!

Grab it!

Ive got it!

Throw it here!

You bastard!

Postal Administration!

Article 12.

You have 20 seconds to scatter

and return to your homes.

Now!

You have no kids to feed.

That means kids, too!

Cant you read, idiot?

Julie Clapet.

Hes a friend.

A friend?

Here, .

Sign here, Julie.

I call you Julie because I like you.

But I wont rush you.

See you soon, Julie.

Here . For the ad.

At your service.

That new guy looks weird.

An ex-circus man!

From the circus?

It must be nibbles.

Thats why they .

Would you care to taste them?

Yes! Id love to.

Then seven oclock at my place,

time to prepare.

Say, he after her?

After who?

Your girl. Shes sure a cute

young lady. She needs someone .

Shes got me! Got that?

By the way, Ive got news.

They shot one down two days ago.

A superb 30-yard moving target.

No body?

They cart their dead away.

Vermin! They say

they even eat money.

Got to get rid of them for good,

see?

Those seed-eating faggots .

Theyll get it, alright!

Bye, Butcher!

Bye, Postman!

Think its for tonight?

I hope so.

Goddamn butcher,

I know he wont do it tonight.

He dawdles just to piss me off!

It works!

Whats he waiting for?

For the new guy to escape

in a garbage can, too?

How long did he last us?

A week.

Not counting the bouillon.

A week. We finished

the last chunk two days ago.

Im hungry!

I have a pit inside!

A f***ing hell of a pit!

My dear Hercules .

Every man for himself .

Its me.

Hi!

Come in.

Please, come in.

This is for you.

Thanks.

Sit down.

Did you paint this?

Yes . Its nothing much.

Thats alright.

I made tea.

Shall I pour it?

Yes, please.

I hope you dont find me

too forward.

Not at all. Why should I?

A girl invites you to her home .

A bit improper, maybe?

Well, actually .

I wanted to thank you

for this morning.

Thank me for what?

You rescued my package

in the stairs.

I was moved by your gesture.

Its only natural.

But usually,

people only think of themselves

these days.

Its normal,

they have nothing.

Deep down, theyre good people.

Im glad they like me.

Theyre very kind.

Things are fine with your dad, too.

I believe he thinks Im a nice guy.

Why not try gourmet cheese spread?

Thats new!

And its handy.

They talk to me about you.

Who?

The voices in my head.

Of course, the voices!

What do they say?

Let me think .

They talk in such a way .

Do they talk about love?

Robert is a pervert, an arse-wipe,

a panty-eater. See?

But thats not true!

Aurore,

youre missing something hilarious!

Anyway, I have no choice.

Here . Tomorrow, at eleven sharp.

Ring! Dont let me down.

Ass-wipe?

Move out? What for?

Ive just moved in!

This place isnt that great:

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