The Hundred-Foot Journey Page #2

and they have rooms.

- How much?

- Approximately...

Papa, no. You will not barter.

We will just pay the rate

like normal people.

Normal people get the best value?

Only Europeans accept the first price.

Papa, it's not like in Mumbai, all right?

Voila.

I thought you might be hungry, so...

- Beautiful.

- Thank you.

- Very nice.

- Thank you.

My pleasure.

This is very, very kind of you.

- You're welcome.

- Thank you.

So, uh, what is all this?

That's just some cold things

we had in the larder. So...

- Amazing.

- Oh.

But please eat it, it's all yours.

Thank you.

Mmm!

Where did you buy this?

- Mmm.

- Oh, the bread? I bake it.

- Nice.

- Yes.

Oh, God, Papa, try this.

This oil, where is it from?

Uh, from

the olive trees in the garden.

And my uncle press it every year. So...

And the cheese is from the cows

in the field at the back.

It's totally natural.

- Mmm.

Mmm-hmm.

- This is amazing.

- The cheese...

Mmm.

Do you want some sweets?

Mmm.

Thank you.

Not too many, okay?

Forgive the silence, Marguerite.

I think my family is afraid

that they died in the accident

and now we enter heaven.

- Thomas?

- Yes, ma'am?

Who are these people?

I don't know.

Papa, what are you doing?

For sale.

Look at this.

It's perfect.

Please...

Papa,

speak to Mansur, please, first.

Why?

It's not Mansur's money.

Not until I die.

Until then it is mine and Mama's money.

And she loves this village.

She said brakes break for a reason.

Look.

Wow.

It has a covered yard,

like the one in Mumbai.

Fifty covers at least.

There.

There we would have our tandoori oven.

Bonjour?

Can I help you?

Sorry. Sorry.

We were just looking around here.

This is private property.

Okay. Papa, chalo, let's go.

Excuse me, do you own this property?

- Oh, no. No.

- Oh.

Then you are trespassing, too.

Do you know the owner of this place?

Papa, please. Time to leave.

Yes, I know them very well.

- One minute.

- They have gone back to Paris.

But they asked me

to keep an eye out for them.

Oh, I bet you do.

How much are they asking?

Papa, please!

One minute. Relax.

Oh...

You must understand

that a property of this size

in this village, would be very expensive.

Well, I heard you asked for

a discount in Claude's hotel.

Papa, you didn't!

We asked you not to.

Madame,

asking for discount

doesn't mean I am poor.

It means I am thrifty.

I want to make an offer,

to buy this restaurant.

Enough. Let's go.

Come. Let's go.

- Don't push me!

- Chalo.

One, two. Here.

Here you go.

- Merci.

- Merci beaucoup.

- Mansur! Mansur!

- Huh?

Let's go.

What? Where?

He's gone crazy.

What?

He's just stuck on that place.

Ah, merci.

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