Friends Page #2

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What's happened?

Why are you like this?

My bloody father,

and my new bloody mother.

And bloody Gerald

with his bloody Mozart.

Poor Gerald.

Paul!

Come on, let's go.

- Oh, my God!

- What's the matter?

That was my father's car.

Oh, that's terrible. What will you do?

I don't know.

I suppose I'd better find a phone.

He'll murder me.

I'll be paying for that car

for the next 20 years.

We'll never find a phone. It's hopeless.

You don't want to talk to your father?

Would you?

Anyway, what about your cousin?

Won't she worry?

She wouldn't worry

if I stayed out all night.

Why don't we then? Stay out all night.

What's the matter? Are you afraid?

- Forgot, you're only 14.

- Fourteen- and- a- half.

In that case,

let's find somewhere to sleep.

We'll stay here, it's the best.

- L'm still wet.

- Take your dress off then.

No one's going to look at you.

You all right?

Will you tell your father about me?

Not likely. I'll tell him I was kidnapped.

- Kidnapped?

- Stolen.

By a man with a livid scar

down his cheek.

- Will your father believe that?

- He might.

Then he must be a very silly bastard.

Yes. Well, I shall have to think of

something else tomorrow morning.

- Good night, then.

- Good night.

It's not uncommon. Fourteen children

disappeared last week...

...in Paris alone.

My son isn't just any child, Inspector.

Is that true, Robert? Fourteen children

missing in Paris last week?

The man's a fool.

- And if it is true, an incompetent fool!

- Try and be calm, darling.

They'll find Paul, I'm sure.

If they don't,

I'll employ somebody who will.

Have they caught him yet?

Not yet, darling, go on

with your practice, there's a good boy.

Poor Gerald, he's missing Paul already.

Where can he be?

Why run away? I've always given him

everything he wanted.

He's a most ungrateful boy.

And I hope by now

he's feeling thoroughly miserable.

- Give me some food!

- Say, "Please."

- Please.

- No.

Please!

I won.

We've got some ham. I hope you like it.

There was a telephone in the shop.

Why didn't you phone?

Why didn't you?

Michelle, let's have a day,

just one day free.

I'll phone my father tonight.

What do you say?

If you think it's all right.

If he's getting married again,

I'm gonna have a day off.

"I meant to do my work today,

"But a brown bird

sang in the apple tree..."

I know that one, too.

"And a butterfly flittered

across the field."

"And all the leaves were calling me."

"And the buttercups nodded

their smiling heads,

"greeting the bees who came to call.

"And I asked the lizard the time of day,

"as he sunned himself

on the moss- grown wall.

"And the wind went sighing

over the land,

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