Delecatessen

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Year:
1991
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That's shoulder, right?

The Kube brothers' usual. Tell me about it!

How much?

Well, Mr Interligator...

- How's your wife doing?

- Poorly.

Roger, your muffler.

I've got it!

She tried to take her life again?

Thank heaven, she's alive.

Butcher,

I think you've got a customer coming.

Who's next?

I am!

That for me?

At your service.

Put it on my bill.

We know where she keeps her bill alright!

Your turn!

Carburettor's acting up again.

That'll cost you... The ride, plus luggage...

How're you paying?

Lentils?

That's all I've got.

Listen... Those shoes there would do the trick...

Closed! That's all today.

I didn't come for that.

Anyway, I don't 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."

It's the right place, number 129A?

Here or there, this is nowhere.

There's no neighbour hassle!

And no visitors.

Well... I must've made a mistake.

Not so fast! If I got you right,

you're looking for a job?

Come here.

Turn around.

Pardon?

Turn around!

What do you weigh?

You're no heavyweight! I've got work.

- But it takes muscle.

- No problem!

I'm a butcher but I don't mince words.

You don't seem to be cut out for the job.

You don't have the bones, the chest...

I'll try you out,

but you'll have to bust ass!

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, there's a loose step.

You'll fix it with the rest:

paint, electricity, cleaning...

The works!

You'll like it there.

And there're no neighbours opposite.

Hang the key there.

I'll let you get settled.

Thanks.

How're things in town?

Terrible.

With rationing, people'd eat

their shoes. It's touchy.

They have no smarts.

It's a mess. And till things grow back...

They'll never grow back.

You're no optimist.

Get that into your skull, for chrissake!

Your hair isn't growing back.

Same difference.

Can't we open the window 5 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?

He's skinny.

Thinking about her again?

They say she hears voices now.

Is it too much effort to put that closer?

Hi!

Forget it, she's deaf as a post.

If she gets lost, we'll find her.

Go back home, there's nothing left.

I'm telling you there's nothing left!

You finished?

Don't stay up there. Fix the 3d 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!

- I've got it!

- Throw it here!

You bastard!

Postal Administration!

Article 12.

"You have 20 sec. to scatter

and return to your domiciles."

Now!

You have no kids to feed.

That means kids, too!

Can't you read, idiot?

- "Julie Clapet".

- He's a friend.

A friend?

Here, Julie...

Sign here, Julie.

I call you Julie because I like you.

But I won't 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. That's why they...

Would you care to taste them?

Yes! I'd love to.

Then 7 p.m. at my place, time to prepare.

- Say, he after her?

- After who?

Your girl. She's sure a cute young lady.

She needs someone...

She's got me! Got that?

By the way, I've got news.

They shot one down 2 days ago.

A superb 30-yard moving target.

- No body?

- They cart their dead away.

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Jean-Pierre Jeunet

Jean-Pierre Jeunet (French: [ʒɑ̃ pjɛʁ ʒœnɛ]; born 3 September 1953) is a French film director and screenwriter known for the films Delicatessen, The City of Lost Children, Alien Resurrection and Amélie. more…

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