Tatie Danielle



The stewed fruit's burning!


What's happening?

You gave me a fright.

My mouth's dry,

get me some sugar water.

You'll kill me!

One of these days, you'll kill me!

That's enough, Lookout!



You silly old thing.

His table manners are better than yours.

Don't be mean.

My spoon.

- Sweetener.

- Where's my head?

You don't have a head, poor Odile.

You've got a chickpea

up there instead.

I won't eat it, anyway.

I don't feel well.

You're in great shape.

I'll die before you.

I certainly hope so.

Comb your hair.

You look like a lunatic.

I didn't have time.

No time, no time. Slattern.

See what a mess he makes.

Yes, that's right...

I'm going into town.

You've always got time for dawdling.

Cleaning the chandelier

is another story.

I forgot the meatballs at the butcher's.

I can't find them.

Meatballs again?

They're very tasty.

I'll get your medicine too,

you've run out.

We'll have to go to the bank.


Why not?

- I won't go to the bank.

- You're being mean again.

If you gave me authorisation,

you wouldn't need to go.

And let you clean me out?

I'm not blind, you know.

What a te'ble thing to say.

I've heard enough. I'm going.

Say it properly:

"What a terrible thing."

Did you find out

where the Laduries are?

They're at their son's in Cassis.

In Cassis?

He's had a house built.

They're away for two months.

They put their dog to sleep.

Its back end was paralysed.


Take Lookout with you,

he needs some fresh air.

He's been in the garden all afternoon.

You know he's as strong as a mule.

I'm not strong enough.

I'd rather take the car.

Walk. It's good for you.

All right, Lookout. Let's go.

We won't be long.

- Is there anything you'd like?

- I'd like to be able to read in peace.

Lookout, come here!

Be a good boy and don't pull.

Silly goose.

- Leave me alone.

- It's an emergency.

We have to get him out.

I won't answer!

What worries me

is your lack of self-control.

- That's enough!

- Go ahead.

What are you waiting for?

Break my arm.

He'll break her arm, you'll see.

Blasted tap.

My poor Edouard! Look at this.

I scrub and scrub...

That'll do.

Edouard, she mentioned

the bank authorisation again.

But don't worry, I won't give in.

She's really playing up today.

What do you mean, "who"?

That stupid Odile!

She steals now. That's all I need.

100 francs were missing

from my box.

She pretends to count

but I know her game.

We'd be in the bank every day.

The street's been pedestrianised now.

No cars, just flower pots.

Totally impractical.

She forgets everything.

She left the front door open.

She'll get us killed.

I'd be better off dead, anyway.

God, why won't You let me die?

So I can be with Edouard.

I'm a lonely old woman,

at the mercy of a lunatic.

Good night, Edouard.

Come and fetch me soon,

I'm very unhappy.

You were right,

she hates the dog.

Who? Odile, for heaven's sake!

Mind your feet!

Lookout, the postman!

Lookout, come here!

Be quiet.

Get away from there, go on!

This dog is impossible.

Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

We'll get into trouble some day.

Here's your paper.

And a letter from Paris.

Must be from your nephew.

It's a bit tidier now.

Let's go in, I'm worn out.

They've got money to burn.

Lookout, a spaniel.

German shepherd.

The nutcase.

Was I too long?

I feel faint.

You didn't have any lunch.

That's very naughty.

- Maybe I could have a cake?

- No.

As little sugar as possible,

Dr Millet said.

Cone on, let's go to the bank.

You need some air.

- I don't want to.

- Don't be a baby.

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