Mon oncle Antoine Page #3

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Ask your dad to buy it for you.

I'll give him a good price.

I'm feeling generous this year.

Arthur, I'll even give you credit.

That's enough now.

Ready? Good.

Straighten your dress.

Good.

Watch closely now.

It's gonna open.

Hey, Jos! Are you crazy?

If you leave now,

they won't take you back.

I don't care.

Damn it, man!

You never change.

Fine. Go ahead.

Run off again.

Things will catch up to you one day,

and then you'll come crying!

What can I do?

It's just how I am.

You know the one about the Scotsman

whose kilt was too short?

Antoine, come here, please.

I'll tell you later.

Don't be too long.

They're nice pants,

and just your size.

- I don't like 'em.

- Why not?

- Too big.

- No, they're not.

You're sucking your stomach in.

Turn around.

We'll take 'em in a bit.

They'll be perfect.

- I heard your wife's pregnant.

- No.

- Even she says so.

- Just rumors.

She should know.

Ask her tonight.

With a belt

they'll be just fine.

You've lost weight.

Married life wearing you out?

Yeah, it takes it out of ya.

- You want 'em or not?

- I'll take 'em.

- They're $8.50. Cash?

- Cash.

Cash?

Strike up the band!

Let's drink to the occasion!

We don't need

an occasion to drink.

I'm surprised

at how quiet Thomas is.

I heard he fought in both wars

and married three times.

I fought in one war

and spent half of it in the stockade.

The stockade?

What did you do?

I was in military prison.

Go change over there.

A little drink will do us good.

To your health.

Where did he go?

Carmen.

Someone's here to see you.

- My father?

Yes.

Why don't you two

just adopt her?

You've come to collect

your daughter's pay?

Thirty-five.

Wasn't it 40?

I'm keeping the other five

for Carmen.

That wasn't our agreement.

I know, but that's the way it is.

Maurice, I've told you

a hundred times.

Will you excuse me?

Would you have a bridal veil?

Miss Brire,

this is wonderful news!

Congratulations!

We've been expecting this

for some time!

Lise, congratulations!

Go up to the stockroom.

On the third shelf on the left,

there's a gray box with blue printing.

It's a bridal veil.

Miss Brire is going to need it!

And here's the young devil!

Let's drink to that!

It's about time!

Ladies, you can buy

your own bottle.

Ccile, sing something.

No, I couldn't possibly.

Come on, I'll help you.

I guess I could sing something

in honor of the lovely couple.

You all have to join in

on the refrain.

Don't leave me all alone.

My father married me off

to a textile merchant

On my wedding night

I got a nasty surprise

On my wedding night

I got a nasty surprise

I was barely in bed

when the skylark began her song

She sang in her language

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