Taxi, Roulotte et Corrida

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A CAB, A CARAVAN AND A DIAMOND

Don't worry. I've got new brakes.

That's the technical side of things.

I can overtake any American car.

I'm obsessed with technique.

I was a fine-tuner for Hispano Aviation.

But this engine is mine.

It can do 140.

If you ask politely, that is.

I built in a stabiliser

for the bends.

You're amazed, aren't you?

But this is nothing.

You can't go full speed in Paris.

I've got no use for my turbo

compressor and special carburetor here.

Otherwise, you'd be

in for a surprise.

Idiot. Indicate

if you're going to stop.

Tomorrow, I'm going on holiday

with the family.

That's why I made

reclining chairs.

I sleep with my wife here.

Excuse me.

An excellent bed.

Feel it.

-How much?

-450.

How much?

You should have told me you were deaf.

I wouldn't have told you my life story.

Cab.

Sorry, girls.

I'll be back in business in September.

-Where are you going?

-To Spain. Adios, seoritas. Ol.

Are you leaving?

We should have left

an hour ago.

Next time, I'll go alone.

I'll give you a hand.

Don't get worked up.

Give me a hand, Maurice.

I can't close the big suitcase.

-Sit on it then.

-I'm not heavy enough.

-Can I help you, Mrs. Germaine?

-Please. You're heavy enough.

-Can I?

-I have my eye on you.

-Ridiculous.

-But careful as well.

-Can't you stick to the right?

-You have to stick to the left.

-I'm coming from the right. I go first.

-Of course. You're always right.

-Somebody on the phone for you.

-I'm coming.

Aunt Mathilde on the phone.

Uncle Lon asks when we're coming.

If he's in a hurry,

he can leave without us.

He says you can

leave without him.

Always friendly.

Why wouldn't I go somewhere

else for my holiday?

-Even with your mother.

-That's not friendly either.

Stop playing with that ball.

What's that?

I can't leave them alone for a month.

They won't survive.

-Where do I put them?

-We'll put them in the caravan.

What's he doing?

We'd leave at 7.

It's 9 now.

We'll never be in Lamotte-Beuvon

at 12.

I studied the time schedule

for a month.

-I'm really sorry for your sister.

-Don't get into a state.

Nicole. Keep that ball away

from the caravan.

You'll damage the paint.

What's happening, Lon?

You'll break everything.

-It landed on your foot.

-You think that's funny? Just wait...

You're always late.

And you told us to hurry?

This wouldn't have happened if

you had been on time. Help me.

-With what?

-Lifting this thing.

Why did you let go?

Very well done.

This will cost us an hour.

-Are you comfortable?

-Yes.

Belote and ten extra

for the last trick.

That's not going to help you.

-Quick, we're almost there. The tobacco.

-Which tobacco?

I have to think of everything.

We have to hide the tobacco.

-But of course...

-Hurry up.

I don't want to smoke sugar corn

and bulls' hair.

Fill the tobacco jar.

And put a little bag of tobacco

in each pair of socks.

We'll try to hide as much as we can.

What are you doing?

You look like Gina Lollobrigida.

Put it in your pockets.

They won't notice.

Pay attention now.

Keep your passports ready.

Get your suitcases. Leave it to me.

Ni... ni... nice car.

Newest model? Automatic?

Will you be going far in it?

Ah, you don't speak French.

You don't understand what I'm saying.

That's good. I'd never have had the guts

to tell you I like you.

With those eyes and that mouth...

French? Going to Granada?

Report inside with your suitcases.

You had me fooled.

Is Gra... Gra... Granada beautiful?

Yes, but now I have to

report to customs.

Let me.

Get your suitcases.

Hurry up a bit.

He's quite something.

Jacques, come here. Don't

you think you'd better help us?

-Excuse me.

-Come here.

-Was he bothering you?

-Not at all.

He's terrible.

He's always bothering people.

Especially when they're pretty.

Maurice, that's not our suitcase.

-Feel free to give us a hand.

-I'll be there.

-What's he saying?

-Open the suitcases.

All of them?

-Didn't you have the key of the suitcase?

-No, you did.

-Have you got it, Lon?

-You lose everything.

Please follow me, Miss.

-Why?

-To check your clothes.

He looks very strict, doesn't he?

-What's in here?

-In here?

Shoes, shirts, chocolate.

-And...

-It's alright.

Socks.

Isn't that a bit strange?

All those socks?

Give this to Jacques.

Our stash.

All in tubes:

Butter, milk, sugar,

shaving gel, soap, toothpaste...

...glue, shoe polish...

-Be careful when you're cooking.

-It could become a strange dish.

Shampoo.

Egg-cup. Or telescope.

Big, small.

Sleep.

For the nose. Cold.

And cut.

An egg to mend socks.

No, pepper.

And this is a razor blade.

With extra support.

No time to waste.

Let's get out of here.

You forgot something.

-Excuse us, please.

-I understand. No problem.

-Weren't they too hard on you?

-I won't let them push me around.

I've had to do a complete

striptease.

Careful, this one's heavy.

Such nice fabric. Bought

in Paris? Very nice.

-A bit warm in summer.

-You think?

-I'll get comfortable.

-Evenings are cold in Spain.

-Allow me, Miss.

-Very friendly of you.

What a mess. Do we look

like a bunch of smugglers?

I have to put my suitcase

in the caravan.

Can I walk with you?

I'll say hello to the ladies.

After you. It's over there.

-Is this your first time in Spain?

-And the first time across the border.

-Will you be going far?

-To Sevilla.

I'm really travelling to

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