Calvaire Page #2

All right, All right.

So ! How was your walk ?

It's very nice around here.

You went to the village ?

No, I just walked in the surroundings.

Anything new ?

I worked hard on your van...

The engine's all right,

I think it's the battery.

I just talked to the mechanic's wife,

he could fix it...

...but tomorrow.

- Tomorrow ?

That's what I told them !

I'm gonna try to start it again.

Marc, wait...wait.

You can't start it,

I've spent the afternoon trying.

Trust me.

Don't insist.

I understand, you're disapointed...

I can understand that.

I'm gonna fix you a good dinner,

you'll taste Bartel's cooking,

and I promise you'll leave tomorrow.

Here you are.

Lard and potatoes au gratin, with cream.

It's my specialty.

It was...

when the inn was still open.

A lot of peole used to come here...

...especially artists.

Now that Gloria's gone...

it's not the same anymore.

Gloria. My wife.

You're married ?

I called her my wife,

but she left me.

She was a singer, just like you.

Very talented.

You should have heard her.

I'm sorry to bring back bad memories.

How could you know...

So what's the problem?

With the villagers I mean.

You should have heard her.

It's was marvelous.

She was everything for me.

I lost everything when she left me.

That's why I'm so happy

to meet another artist.

I'm gonna show you something.

You see. It's written on it.

First prize.

I won it thanks to my sense of humor.

When she left,

Bartel's sense of humor left too.

Bartel's fantasy...gone.

While when she was here,

when Gloria was here,

I was happy all the time,

I was crooning all day long...

I was kidding,

I was always

the first one to crack a joke...

Listen.

A dwarves association...

...decides to create a football club.

So...

They play games every Sunday.

and... they meet in a bar,

on the first floor, in a private room.

One sunday, there's this guy,

standing at the bar,

he's quite messed up already,

and then he sees 2 dwarves,

dressed in blue,

coming down the stairs.

then 3, then 4, 5, 6, 10, 11 !

He thinks he's having hallucinations,

then, he pours himself...

he orders another whisky,

then he sees dwarves again,

dressed in red,

coming down the stairs,

He orders another whisky,

and calls the bartender,

and he says...

I don't want to worry you,

but I think your Foosball's running away !

Your Foosball's running away !

That's a good one, isn't it ?

And I'm not telling it right !

Back in the days,

People were rolling on the floor laughing.

You know why ?

Enthusiasm Marc.

Enthusiasm I tell you.

Enthusiasm is the key to success.

When Gloria left,

I decided to fill my head with work,

I decided to write an essay,

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