Les espions Page #3
- Year:
- 1957
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to visit her family.
Her family? How do you know
she has family in Saint-Flour?
- We know many things.
- Who sent her there?
- You.
- Me?
You know. This morning
the cook gave her a letter from you.
No way!
Clotilde!
Who are you?
What are you doing here?
- We're eating.
- What are you doing in my house?
- We don't know. We're here in case.
- In case of what?
We haven't been told.
And you? Who are you?
I'm Doctor Malic,
the director of this clinic.
Excuse us, we didn't know.
Clotilde shouldn't have let you in.
Answer me, for God's sake!
- Looking for someone?
- The cook!
- We gave her the sack.
- Who did?
- Lon.
- She was rude to Pierre.
You're messing me around!
Please leave immediately.
- You won't leave?
- Not without orders.
I order you to leave.
Funny guy.
You've got a sense of humour, Doc.
- You aren't from the organisation.
- What organisation?
Don't try to make them talk.
They'd be stupid to answer.
The consequences are severe.
I'm just trying to make them leave.
I don't want them here!
- What about me?
- The same goes for you!
You should have
thought about it earlier.
When you commit yourself,
you must think of the consequences.
- I didn't commit...
- We're here for a reason.
My employers never make mistakes.
- What's that?
- My expenses.
- Go on, make yourself at home!
- One moment, Doctor.
Taxi:
940 francs.You took a taxi?
- We were at the station...
- Bus, like everybody else.
Telephone:
30 francs.To call who?
You're not going to quibble
over 30 francs.
I'm not the Kremlin
or the White House.
I'm a poor woman
struggling to make ends meet.
You're rich!
And you pay us peanuts.
Nobody forced you to take the job.
Lon... What kind of person
have we landed up with?
A b*tch! You didn't know?
They'll get use to it,
you'll see, Doctor.
Well, I won't!
I don't think so.
- Will you shove off?!
- If the decision was mine...
Then scarper! Quick!
Don't make me resort to drastic...
Very well.
I'm going to the authorities.
Doctor.
Don't do that. Believe me.
Fancy that! You're scared.
Me?
I'm saying it for your sake.
The authorities...
the less you see them, the better.
We'll see.
Please, not now.
Get back inside, or you'll catch a cold.
Hello, Doctor.
Louis isn't here?
No, the poor guy broke his leg
last night on his way home.
He sent a replacement.
That's nice of him.
- You too...
- Me too, what?
Nothing... A coincidence.
- A glass of Muscadet, Doctor?
- What?
- You drink Muscadet, don't you?
- Yes...
Victor already knows
Who are these people?
They're not from around here.
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