War of the Buttons

Synopsis: Occupied France; Lebrac leads a play war between two rival kid gangs, but a girl he likes, who's Jewish, is in danger of being discovered by local Nazi sympathisers. Lebrac and the village must now respond to the reality of what's happening.
Genre: Adventure, Family
Production: The Weinstein Co.
  1 win & 1 nomination.
Rotten Tomatoes:
100 min

Hey, wait for me! - I have nothing

better to do, as you might expect.

I slept badly.


Because my mom was crying.

You should not have heard it,

you snore.

I snore?

- Like a tractor.

Dad was snoring.

Do you remember?

Yes, I remember.

When will he return from Germany?

When the war ends.

- Well, when?

When you stop asking

stupid questions!

Did you see?

Those Velronians villains.

Devil's spawn, Ill tell you.

Hey, you there!

What do you want?

- Hey, Aztec...

the boundary of long Verne

is Chevillon.

I am sure?

Well, so what?

So those are our rabbits

you are poaching.

I just wanted to say.

- Just look at him.

Do you think that you

two retards can stop us?

Say that again!

- You fucking limp dicks!

Freaks, limp dicks.

Slap cocks! Slap cocks!

Come on, quick!

We will tell Lebrac!

You'll see!

Yes, we will tell Lebrac!

Oh, no, not Lebrac! I'm scared!..

F*ck off, limp dicks!

Slap cocks!

F*ck you!

- Freaks!

Get out!

- Snot noses!

Slap cocks!

Does it hurt?

To be honest, yes.

'Slap cock'.

A worse insult does not exist.


- Don't you know what a 'slap cock' is?

Of course, I know. It's sort of a...

'stupid cow?'

No, a thousand times worse.

This is a declaration of war!

A new war of the buttons

Who is that with Simon?

Miss Simon!

Who is that?

My goddaughter.

Her name is violet.

Come on.

She is visiting from the city.

- From Clermont, I think.

Violet from Clermont.

This is violet.


Look, another Simon.

She is beautiful.

- Not like our girls.

They are a herd of cows.

This girl comes from the city!

Hey, wake up.

Has she put a spell on you?

What is that?

Did you fall?

- No, the Velronians...

I will tell the story.

We found them in Chevillon.

- What? "Them?"

Yes, they were poaching in our territory.

- The bastards!

And they called us slap cocks.

Slap cocks, us?

- And you especially.

Come on, children line up.

What do we do?

What do we do?

What do we do with those Velronians?

- I need...

I need to think about it.

Marshai, we are ready.

You gave us hope.

The nation will rise

Marshali, Marshali

we are ready...

take a seat.


- Yes, Bacaille?

Why do we sing only

on Mondays?

Excesses are harmful to everyone.

With all due respect,

but singers you are not.

He thinks he's Tino Rossi.

What did you say Lebrac?

- Nothing important.

I thought as much. But since

you like to chat so much,

Stand up please, go to the board.

- No-No! Are you sure?

I'm still sane.

Come on.

That's a laugh!

Monsieur Lebrac...

tell us about the Loire.

I'm listening.

Well, it's an animal...

with ears.

Not the dormouse.

The river.

The river. Well...


it is a stream.

...with water.

Otherwise it would not be a river.

But it is, of course...

is a river.

It is not very far away.

And, not too big.

And, no, of course

very far away.

It is not so small.

There are many cities along it.

Well, okay.

Cities on the seine...

on the river, as you say...

they are very different.

Some are big.

You can visit them.

Others - Are medium-Sized...

and still others are small

as ours.

There, in those cities

fishermen live, who go fishing.

They catch eels, mullet, gobies...

well, sometimes shoes.

Particularly convincing.

Do you know the way?

- Oh, yes, sir.

The teacher was nice?

Well, she could be worse.

Does she ask a lot of questions?

- Yes.

About the verbs in the present

and future tense.

Good day, dear Simon.

Mr. Mayor, how are you?

- As it should be.

What a lovely creature.

Good day, young lady.

A relative?

My goddaughter.

- And what's her name?

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