Les Aventures de Rabbi Jacob (The Mad Adventures of Rabbi Jacob) Page #3

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Yes, she has loved me for 30 years.|And lets me be in peace.

Did you see that?|I hung up this time.

I'm off to Orly Airport, my|husband is there. Tell my daughter.

- Piverts wedding?|- Yes, put it there.

I'm sorry,|the doctor doesn't receive patients today.

- Police. I want to speak with Mr. Pivert.|- He is not here. What is the matter?

Quiet now. Ms. Pivert picks up her husband|at Orly Airport. She's back in two hours.

To Orly Airport. We must catch him|before he flies off.

- Hurry up.|- A moment, Mr.

- What was your speed?|- Eighty.

- Shall I check the oil?|- No, it's okay.

- Can I see your papers?|- Naturally.

- What have you done?|- Nothing.

- Which of us were you mocking?|- Both.

- None of you, sir.|- Yes, you are both crazy.

- Turn around. What have you there?|- A wart.

A wart?

- It's awful.|- I think it suits him.

Hideous. Small hair are coming out.

Doesn't it hurt?|And if I do this?

That does certainly hurt, huh?

- What happens here? Papers.|- I never have those.

No drivers license, no registration|certificate, no insurance. Arrest me.

That will cost you.

- What's your name?|- Pivert. Like in...

Full tank?

- We must leave. Fars is there.|- Now it's enough. Get out.

Into first gear!

Will you please remain seated?

Sit, Samuel.|My family waits for me in Paris.

I'm here for bar mitzvah...|the communion of my nephew David.

He is already thirteen.

David, be quiet now.

Mummy, how do you recognise uncle Jacob?|Only granny knows him.

I'll recignize him.|- Hoezo, what do we do?

We had agreed on picking him up|in the car of Salomons boss.

He was fired yesterday.|- His boss fired him.

I have always said|that Mr. Pivert is very nice.

I was almost run over and killed.|Why must I carry your trunk?

Because you must come along.|- No, go to your revolution alone.

I must go to the wedding.|- You must come along as my hostage.

If you move one muscle, you're dead.|- I never do that.

But look at that officer.

He is large.|A much better hostage than I.

Did you see her? Red hair.|- And?

Stay here.

What a beauty.

What's his name?

Do you have a light?

Of course he has a light.

Moron, idiot.|You find that funny, imbecile?

There it is. The plane from New York|has landed.

Hurry up now.|- We can't miss him.

David, come here.|- Hurry up.

Look, there he is.

Jacob, uncle Jacob.

Where is Jacob? I see nothing.|- Look, there he comes.

Mr Pivert...

Mr. Pivert, come to the counter!

They are here.|- Slimane and Pivert.

You come exactly on time.|Pivert has just been announced.

We must remember that|he is a murderer.

Try it again.

Victor, come back.

- That is Germaine.|- Come back to me.

Germaine, where are you?

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