Gervaise Page #5

Blacksmith?

Why not a roofer like his -

like Coupeau?

A roofer?

Coupeau refused

after he hurt his leg.

- Accident?

- Yes.

Let me help you.

No, thanks.

He fell off a roof, poor dear.

He's better now.

You've got a fine shop!

Not bad, is it?

How about a coffee?

I don't want to bother you.

It's no bother. It's ready.

What's the blacksmith's name?

Goujet?

Yes, Goujet.

Between a blacksmith and a roofer,

you chose the roofer!

I didn't choose.

I only met Goujet

the day I married Coupeau.

- Too late.

- I didn't say that.

For me, Coupeau is the best.

Here.

It looks good.

I didn't really want

to get married,

as I had two children already.

This is Nana. Say hello.

Hello.

- All the more reason!

- No. It's like I told him,

it's no gift to give a man.

Why did I tell her all that?

I even told her that Goujet

lent us the money for the shop.

I told her,

"l didn 't really want to,

but Coupeau accepted. "

Coupeau did the right thing!

Yes, he did.

At first, I was afraid,

but each month we've repaid him.

Already 200 francs -

No, 200 francs as of tomorrow.

- Hello, Gervaise.

- Hello.

- I'll be off.

- Stay a while.

I can't, and you're busy.

Besides, with a husband like mine...

He can't survive

without milk in his coffee!

- See you soon.

- Good-bye.

- Sorry!

- Don't worry about it.

Hey!

- Mrs. Boche!

- In person!

What are you doing here?

I take care of the building.

Didn't Gervaise tell you?

How about that?

We helped her get that pretty shop.

- It seems to be doing well.

Depends on the day.

Why?

Got time for a coffee?

Come on.

- Of course.

One...

two...

three...

four.

Mine's rounder.

Mine looks like a heart!

There!

Now we'll be cooler.

I must have caught cold last night.

When you sleep with men,

they're always uncovering you!

Don't talk that way

in front of the child!

Put that on!

Naughty, naughty!

Need help?

Here's Coupeau!

What an entrance!

Don't touch anything!

We're busy.

I haven't been drinking,

it's the sun.

Sure, it's the sun!

Yes, the sun.

Finally, a woman who understands me.

- You mixed them up!

- Oh, you.

"Handkerchiefs."

My wife writes so well!

Especially the numbers!

They're so pretty,

like little critters.

I must kiss you.

You're too good of a wife!

Leave me alone! We're working.

So what if I want to kiss you

in front of everyone?

Let him, he's allowed!

Give him a kiss already!

Those are mine, too!

Be good now.

I'll be good.

"The farmer takes a wife.

Heigh-ho, the derry-o."

Just wine, never moonshine!

Any moonshine in there?

Oh, yes!

Nice boobies.

What? I'm not touching.

Just looking.

Tell him to be good.

Leave her alone.

You're being a pain.

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