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ideas,
monsieur Tradivo.
Patrolmen must remember who`s
the boss and who`s a guardsman.
- Aye aye sir!
- We`ll have some sweet water!
- While we`re alone.
- I`m always alone.
- Here`s your fair.
- That`s not enough!
It`s late, mademoiselle,
and I can`t wait.
- But you named the fair.
- I changed my mind.
- You`ll earn some more.
- You insolent!
- Who? Me?
- What`s going on here?
This tart doesn`t want
to pay for the ride.
- He`s a liar!
- The hour is late, mademoiselle...
- What`s going on?
- I am looking for house No.9.
- I have an important mission.
- Important mission?
- But corporal!
- Beat it!
I`ll tell you about my wife.
She was a very honest woman.
A pure soul, but...
impossible to live with.
A woman of the world.
What does she dream of?
A woman of the world dreams
of pleasures and parties.
She used to drag me to all
those balls and concerts...
and other places bad
for your health.
Absolutely no fresh air.
Then we would come out and wait
for a fiacre for hours on end.
I often caught cold, had to walk
around with a running nose.
You think she ever had a rest?
God forbid!
She made me dance all those
polkas and waltzes...
When I realized, that all that
had done irreversible damage...
to my health, I told her:
``Madame, take your money
and I will take mine...
and do me a favor and dance
without me.``
And you didn`t see her
again?
I did. Once.
And?
We said hello.
( song )
The joining of hearts...
Is a tradition as old as the world.
When you think everything
is about to end,
There comes another wave of
feelings.
When you think everything
is about to end,
When you think everything
is about to end,
There comes another wave of
feelings.
You think the time
has come...
And the separation
is inevitable,
But what seems dull
in the morning...
Transforms with the falling
of darkness.
You think the time has come...
And the separation is inevitable,
But what seems dull in the morning...
Transforms with the falling
of darkness.
The joining of hearts...
Is a tradition as old
as the world.
What if it is the end?
What wave of feelings,
god dammit?
And if the time has come...
All devices are in vain.
What was there - is there
no more.
Even if apart - we are
beautiful.
Oh this sweet moment,
this sad moment...
And everything loses
it`s meaning...
All the wise aphorisms,
All the moral admonitions.
And only the two of us
understand...
The sources of joys
and torments.
And that`s what keeps us
going,
And keeps up our faith
when in separation.
And only the two of us
understand...
The sources of joys
and torments.
And that`s what keeps us
going,
And keeps up our faith
when in separation.
And that`s what keeps us
going,
And keeps up our faith
when in separation.
And that`s what keeps us
going,
And keeps up our faith
when in separation.
Damned city!
I think it`s this way.
Father, why did you send
the coaches away?
I can`t waste your dowry on
coaches.
- Where`s my husband?
- We`ve lost him again.
Uncle, Baben`s legs give way.
The bastard told us to walk
to his place.
It`s in Queens Square. Where
is that god damned square?
You are a city dweller,
you should know.
You are quite right. This
weather is very good for peas.
Uncle, this is Queens Square!
What luck! Come here,
everyone!
It stopped raining.
Look for house No. 9.
- This is it!
- Wonderful! Follow me!
God dammit! He locked the gate.
- I`m tired, I will sit down.
- You can`t sit on the ground!
- There`s light in the house.
- Yes! That`s Fadinard`s house.
He came back sooner then us.
Fadinard!
Please, everyone.
Fadinard!
- Your son-in-law ignores you.
- He doesn`t want to let us in.
Fadinard!
Have you gone mad?
It`s his servant. Come here
now!
It is impossible.
Open the gate!
It is impossible.
- Why?
- I can`t do that. There`s a lady upstairs.
- What lady?
- The lady without a hat.
A lover on his wedding day!
Making herself

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