Wise Guys Page #3

Gentlemen.

I thought it might be agreeable

to watch a dancing and singing show

while you are drinking your tea

for the orphans.

Let me introduce you to Xavire Monsablon.

Who will kindly perform for us.

My glasses.

Thank you.

Jules!

Shut up.

I'm so gauche.

In a totally different style,

here is the one you didn't forget,

the one that made you dream in 19...

something at the Folies Parisiennes:

here is Primprenelle... de Folini!

Hello Ladies and Gentlemen, it's me.

- Look.

- What?

I hope I haven't changed too much.

What does that mean?

It's awful.

Yes.

She's so old.

Oldness is waiting for us all.

Why did you do that?

To be honest.

Beauty scandalize them.

Oldness scandalize them.

Everything scandalize them.

You have to go throughout things,

because what doesn't worry is dishonest.

Mister President,

Ladies, Gentlemen.

Our show is now over.

You've understood, I hope, its meaning.

Otherwise, listen carefully.

Your charity is only countenance.

Your work a bunch of selfishness.

You think your appeasing

your conscience with petit-four

but you're animated by vanity.

You don't care about orphans at all.

Me neither.

They were just a way to

receive your legion of merit.

So you're taking the chair,

you're happy,

you're earning a living with your work.

But you are all practical jokers,

out of fashion, ghosts, puppets, corpses!

Corpses.

I could abandon you to your follies,

your indigestions, your sins.

But I prefer to condemn you Inquisitors

to Hell and this smoke!

Here is the radio from the charity

in the 16th arrondissement...

Thank you for this beautiful day.

Don't thank me, you were indispensable.

I didn't help much.

You were indispensable.

Come on.

No, I'll take her off for the evening

if you don't mind.

Why?

No indiscretion please.

You don't mind, do you?

Ok, goodbye.

Hurry up, it's not that late.

What did you do?

Did you have fun?

Not so good.

Ronald is gentle, isn't he?

Hmmm...

I'm embarrassed.

I saw my uncle and

I have to leave for 2 days.

What for?

Some boring stuff.

A history of countryside property.

I have to go to sign the papers.

I'll leave you the house for 2 days.

Are you happy?

Adorable.

This way.

We must have boring lives

to create such things.

I find this ambiance very Roman.

F*** your Roman ambiance.

When are the Agathes?

What?

When do we eat?

When you want to.

One second, I have something to say.

All of you listen!

Silence!

Since we are profiting of the involuntary

hospitality of little Arthur's uncle,

since we are drinking his bottles,

since Ambroisine didn't wait that

her lover leaves to organize a party,

since we are, you and me,

involved in a crime up to the neck,

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