Souris chez les hommes, Une (A Mouse with the Men) Page #5

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the proof on my desk.

Such a nice girl.

- I trust you blindly, Francis.

Shall we discuss it quietly somewhere?

I've done some thinking

too, yesterday.

I've decided to join you.

Quite a combination, isn't it?

Not a bad idea. Francis and I provide

the tools, the car, the experience...

...and you get a third

of the profits.

Without doing anything for it.

I'm sure you wouldn't want that.

Listen, I'll be giving a lot.

I'll give you everything you need.

Precise information, thorough selection.

You've got a lot of imagination.

But in the meantime, we do all

the work, while you just wait.

I can do anything. I can be on the

lookout. 190 degrees, like a bee.

Did you read Metterling?

- No, but we read the penal code.

You can get five years for

recruiting young girls.

Don't say no right away.

Two Manets, Czanne, Caravaggio,

two Corots, Fragonard, Ribera...

Does that mean anything to you?

- Oh well, the art of painting...

They're all real. Four years ago,

someone offered 70 million for them.

And the owners give us a tour?

- No, they're asleep.

Just like their staff.

The whole house sleeps. Too good to

be true. Such luck.

The darlings.

They're sound asleep.

But Marco and Polo are guarding.

- Who are Marco and Polo?

Yappers.

It's not a masked ball.

- Know the classics...

Take off that mask.

Come on.

You're good. Hello, sweet doggies.

Quickly, the sugar. It's aunt Lucille.

Yes, darlings.

Sugar for my dogs.

They'll be happy about that.

Help me over that wall.

Quickly.

Wait for me on the other side.

Aunt Lucille's coming.

It's me. Quiet.

Hush. My sweet darlings. Hello.

Here, darling. You're so beautiful.

Are you coming?

Come on. Come down.

Can they be trusted?

- Completely.

Brace yourself.

What shall we do?

- We're going.

They're good dogs. Look.

Come on.

Don't be afraid.

They're really very sweet.

Make them give you a paw

and give them a sugar cube.

Give me a paw?

- Give him a paw.

Give him a paw.

- Maybe they can carry something.

We've introduced each other.

Where's that ladder?

Quiet.

Look at that.

Not a bad joint.

It looks a bit like

a haunted house.

Don't worry, that's an owl.

- I'd rather hear a nightingale.

Hush. Marco, Polo, hush.

That little window. To the right.

A bit more. Hold them.

Careful.

- The hardest part's done.

I'm going upstairs

and I'll open the door for you.

Shut up.

A sugar cube for the doggies.

A bit higher.

My niece. Lucille, darling. What a

surprise. Good that the door was open.

Let me look at you. Beautiful.

What is it? Dior? Cardin? Fraud?

I want the same in glass green.

Mine are so inconspicuous.

Have you seen my last acquisition?

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