Le Havre Page #5

with our voices.

When your voice mixes with others,

you're hooked.

We sang into the ears

of the distant passengers.

Grown-ups were still awake,

mothers prepared beds.

We had to hurry.

I kissed the one next to me,

offered my hand to the nearest three.

began to run back along the road,

no one called after me.

When they could see me no more

I turned and ran along the farm roads,

into the forest again.

I went south towards the town

of which We said:

"Strange people live there!

They don't sleep!

II:

Why not?

"They don't grow tired.

II:

Why not?

"Because they are mad.

Don't mad people grow tired?"

"How could the mad grow tired?"

She's asleep.

My cousin's brother-in-law will do it.

We could swap cargoes

in international waters.

But it's expensive,

the risk is big.

The boat may be confiscated.

For us, it's enough if you pay the fuel.

And the Englishman?

I'll get the money

but I need a bit of time.

Thanks, Francis. I won't forget this.

An enormous sum.

I've saved up some.

Yvette doesn't deserve to inherit.

She's so reckless.

To open up a bakery

during times like these.

I've saved up 200

for my daughter's bike. It can wait.

She's only two weeks old.

Thank you, but I really couldn't.

I'll have to manage.

Arrange a charity concert.

It's very trendy.

But I can't play at all.

- Hire Little Bob.

- Impossible.

Why?

He won't play until Mimie returns.

Has Mimie left?

Yes. They had a row.

About what?

Gardening. An apple tree, apparently.

How long has she been gone?

Three weeks now.

Where can I find this Mimie?

Alright, if Roberto apologizes.

Thank you, Jacquette.

I know you've had differences

with your wife.

But I'd like to arrange

a trendy charity concert

with your help.

Only if Mimie comes back.

Without her, my voice lacks substance.

She's the road manager of my soul.

What did you argue about?

It was insignificant.

But she must understand

who's the man of the house.

It can't be her.

What if I can persuade her to come back?

I could dance a minuet.

Mimie.

Oh, Roberto.

The Return of Little Bob

- Hi, Idrissa.

- Mr. Chang.

We're waiting.

What do you mean?

The concert begins in four hours.

What concert?

Are you drunk?

The Little Bob concert you arranged.

But it's tomorrow.

According to the poster,

band and audience, today.

Sh*t.

Idrissa.

Take this to my wife in hospital.

Her name's Arletty.

Tell her I'll come tomorrow.

Listen carefully,

I'll explain how you get there.

- Can I help you?

- Room 13?

End of the hall.

Come in. Looking for me?

Are you Mrs. Arletty?

It's from Mr. Marx.

He can't come today,

he'll come tomorrow.

And who are you, if I may ask?

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