The Bravade of May
has come to an end.
Every year, it reminds everyone
that Saint-Tropez resisted
the Spanish, the Turks and pirates.
But every year, a month later,
in another parish,
a new invasion is prepared.
- Don't you say hi anymore? - Hi!
Where's Marco?
He left yesterday.
And Ramon?
They bought an old bus and left.
Those guys! They could have said!
Anne-Marie!
I'll come down.
- I thought you'd already left. - I came to say goodbye.
- Are you alone? - With the maid.
Will you be OK this summer?
I'll keep busy.
Have you seen Desroches?
Not since Pentecost. I swear!
Bravo!
Your parents were right to go by train.
That's mum's car. I can't drive.
The N7 is great to learn to drive.
Saint-Tropez is the place to sit your test.
- I don't fancy going there. - Have you been?
No, but I don't fancy going.
I need to be alone.
You've lost weight you know.
- Really? - It's too bad.
I did try to save you. Bye!
How long will you stay there?
8 days.
I'm skint, I'm waiting for a money order.
You'll only need petrol money.
- Are you mad? - No, let him come.
- Jacques Bargeron. - Anne-Marie Brémont.
I feel alive here.
- Where you off to? - As far away as possible.
- Is Saint-Tropez, OK? - Perfect.
- Hi! - Hi!
Leave it, I'll carry it.
Wow! Do you go to Nicole's?
Sometimes.
Is it your first time here?
Your film is a eulogy to women.
Not exactly.
- You just in? - Busy?
Give me a sec.
The audience has a choice of menu.
For a starter, they are offered seduction.
The main is illusion of passion.
For dessert, they are served the aurora of matriarchy.
Women will be happy.
I hope they'll get me.
I'm sure they will. Cut!
Are you going for the cowboy look?
My carousel is paying out.
Really?
Can we sleep at yours?
Yes, but I only have one bed.
OK, you can put him up.
- Bye. - Bye then.
Can you ride horses?
A little bit.
Miss! Your guitar!
Thanks.
Come with me then.
- It's up there. - On the roof?
Is a garage better?
- Is he a friend? - A good mate.
We love each other.
I have lots of mates here. I'm very popular.
I'll be at the Pit Stop.
What's up?
Don't look at me, look up.
Where is that guy going?
He took a right.
I ate his bouillabaisse, on tab.
I see.
Last year, an American wanted to buy just the stairs.
They charged him twice the price of the house.
He must be upstairs.
More steps?
You are totally crazy.
Yes.
What material!
It's so beautiful!
It's crazy what you see.
- Nirvana. - Sorry?
- I'll call it Nirvana. - Yes!
Wow! How joyful!
Waterloo.
Of course.
I've got a collection of these.
Collapse and destruction.
Don't be destructive, you're so full of creation.
Not always.
I prefer the big red one.
- Greenland? - Yes.
I can't part with this one easily.
- Why? - I've got my eyes on it!
I'm sorry to interrupt.
Jean-Paul, Hélène.
It's a pleasure.
- Anne-Marie Brémont. - Nino Trabucci.
This is very inconvenient
and not fair game.
You could talk about it, right, Jean-Paul?
Make a deal.
Come and see my terrace.
How much did he ask you for?
- The same, I guess. - 90?
Oh, no, 100.
You are a child.
Gassin.
Grimaud.
Sainte-Maxime.
- And Lucie. - Hello.
Why is she here?
Because of Jean-Paul.
Can't he come and say hi?
He's making me money.
They can't stay here. We're fully booked.
- They can come back tomorrow. - Nino!
That idiot again.
Good god! I hate selling!
You put your guts on a canvas
and they love it, those idiots.
That act again!
Léon will bring you the cheque.
Don't cross the cheque.
Do you fancy a drink?
Yes, I'll be down in just a moment.
I'll meet you tonight at Gorilla's.
- Where's that? - He'll explain to you.
Do you play Gin Rummy?
No, I don't know how.
- May I? - Thank you.
She pretends to be my wife, but she's not.
I've had enough. It has been 2 years now.
I need a change.
I never spend over 3 years with the same girl.
Otherwise it's the routine
and that shows in my art work.
I only painted squares 2 years ago.
I was totally stuck.
She... how to put it? She got me going.
Have you seen Greenland?
No, never.
Not been there, but seen it.
No, neither.
You have, the woman bought it.
I didn't look.
Well,
I painted it just after meeting Lucie.
Now she takes everything tragically.
I didn't get that impression.
Today is her day off.
She ponders for hours.
She doesn't even cook anymore. It can't go on.
- Are you a virgin? - Sorry?
OK then, you don't have to answer.
Let's not put a label on things.
Jean-Paul!
Are you old friends?
Yes, but we lost contact.
He's a nice guy.
He shouldn't paint, it's not for him.
Sorry?
He's stuck at Poussin, if you get me?
- Hi, Juliette. - Hi, Trabucci.
Still painting?
Are you still ruining film?
Do you know Ramon? Anne-Marie Brémont.
Didn't we meet on the beach?
No, I don't think so.
- Do you know Zacharias? - Hello.
- Did you come alone? - No, with a mate.
- Is she pretty too? - I don't know.
Unlikely!
She's more practical than me.
More practical, huh?
She's looking for a room.
It's hard.
No, it'll be fine.
- It's your turn. - Yes!
One moment, please.
- Do you know François? - Yes!
Anne-Marie! Anne-Marie!
- Here, you'll love it. - Thanks.
- A soda, Miss? - No, she's fine.
I was talking to the lady.
No, thanks.
It's fine, she's doesn't want one.
Listen, Anne-Marie. I know I did wrong.
I was tired that night at the Olympia.
I knew what would happen to me.
Your mates are very annoying.
Miles Davis didn't invent the muted trumpet!
What about the cinema?
I had already seen the film.
You shouldn't have promised then.
I couldn't refuse you.
I've got professional obligations too.
What about Pentecost weekend?
- What about a coke? - Go away!
I'd like that, thanks.
I was not in her room on that weekend.
Michèle saw you come out.
Can you trust what Michèle says?
I can! She slept with you too.
Be serious!
Listen, Anne-Marie...
Let's start over.
Fancy another?
Give up! Understand?
Are you crazy?
- Guess who I met. - I saw you.
You knew he was here.
No! Of course I didn't.
I moped all winter over him.
A youthful aberration!
Bad weather and a sports car gets any girl.
No!
He didn't get me.
No way! So you played him.
Great! Let's drink to that.
I hope the sailors get him good.
You can count on it, sailors from Toulon are mean.
Let's leave. If we stay, I'll see him again.
It may be your car, but don't exaggerate!
I want to leave.
But look,
we are leaving.
Come on, old nag.
Come on.
Come quickly.
Are you coming?
Watch your heads!
Follow me!
Hold on! Wait for me!
Don't go crazy!
Let's take Marco.
Are you coming, Marco?
Fun!
- Hi! - Hi!
Oh no! No way! Don't even try it!
How's it going?
You lead an easy life.
Oh no! No way! Don't go overboard.
They're not my horses!
Oh no! No way! Dear God!
- What's going on? - Ask them.
Wake up in there.
I need to make up the cabin.
Leave us alone, Victor!
Don't wake dreamy girls.
Dreamy? You've made a mess of my boat.
Come on! It stinks in here.
It smells of Arabian perfume.
You should bring us coffee in bed.
Don't bother me, I'm busy.
- Where are we going? - The Balearics.
Well! Did they bugger off?
- Are we far away? - No.
- Where are we going? - Home.
What home?
Favier-Bouchard's home.
This yacht is a taxi.
The car ride there takes 10 mins.
But that's no fun.
Via boat it can take all night. Hélène likes that.
- Shall we be friends? - Yes.
- Can you play Gin Rummy? - I don't know how.
Where are you going?
Fishing!
Take me too!
I can't.
- Who's the hot guy? - A mate.
Yum, yum.
- Coming? - I don't want to.
Tough luck.
- Come on. - No, I'm scared of dogs.
- That's mad! - No.
There's people I don't know.
I'm agoraphobic.
You're not performing on stage, just going inside.
You ditched me.
I got us invited to lunch, we can't miss it.
Him again! Count me out.
Enough! Forget about what happened.
You love him or you don't.
You can't avoid him forever.
Show him what you're made of.
You asked for it!
Your friend hasn't said a word yet.
She's very wild and slightly agoraphobic.
That's treatable.
Did I tell you I met Laurence in the USA?
I wondered where she was.
San Francisco!
You saw the west coast.
A bit between flights.
I wanted the latest Pontiac.
Rubbish.
I really wanted to see New Orleans, it's surprising.
It was carnival.
That's total rubbish.
Don't you agree?
No, Madame, I know him too well.
He's a liar, a fake and sexually obsessed.
Léon, serve coffee on the terrace. Thanks.
Follow me.
What's up?
Don't touch me!
Anne-Marie!
You're behaving horribly.
Go away!
What's wrong?
Tell me.
Go away!
Dear François, it's better that you leave.
It wasn't me.
She's obnoxious but I barely know her.
You're an old mate.
You can be sacrificed.
Your ideas of friendship are strange.
Hello, Hélène!
- Angry? - No, thrilled.
- What happened? - Drama, I love it.
What am I made of?
No way! This is a dream!
She's much better.
I'm sure they broke down.
They're adrift.
- They can weigh anchor. - It's too short.
- They'll end up in Corsica. - It happens!
We need to help.
May I use the Chris Craft?
If you want to.
Every time the wind gets up,
we have to act like St. Bernard.
- Where are you going? - Your mate's in trouble.
- Let's help. - I'll come.
- Your friend is crazy. - I'll go too.
No, stay. I'm getting bored.
Bored?
Yes, do you get bored?
No! Not really.
You are lucky.
- Poker? - OK.
- Poker, Benny? - Yes.
- Have you seen my Braque? - No.
- Can I take a look? - Yes, you can.
Is it in your bedroom?
Benny, cut the deck!
- Throw the rope! - Come to the front.
The current is pushing us.
Give me your hand.
Come on!
- He's hurt. - No.
Be careful.
It's that idiots fault, he didn't take the benzina.
I'm so cold!
You didn't fall in.
- Are you hurt? - No.
- I'm fine. - Is it back?
- What? - The animal instinct.
I had a little left either way.
What do you do in life?
Medicine.
A tissue!
- Get over it! - Yes, do!
- Do you practice already? - Not yet.
I'm sure you'll seduce the sick.
- Do you believe in psycho-analyse? - Yes!
Let me tell you a dream.
I was in a desert and I saw a camel.
When I went to stroke it, it had feathers.
We're not going to the villa?
- Where do you live? - Nowhere yet.
Here's great, thanks.
- Have you seen Anne-Marie? - No.
No worries.
Nicole, have you seen Anne-Marie?
I don't know her.
You like pancakes then?
What are you doing?
- How many? - 2.
- No, 4. - 4.
- How much? - 4 francs.
Hey! Sir! Hey!
Sir, pay up!
Those guys are tighter than a Scotsman.
Good news, Desroches legged it.
There you go!
- Where's the other one? - Other one?
The other bed.
You want your own bed? It's summer!
Don't you see,
some people would be happy to share with 4 or 5.
I sleep all curled up so I take up space.
I can spoon you.
No way, mate!
I thought we could celebrate Desroches' departure.
Yes, but not like that.
You put him in his place.
Now it's time to be a big girl, like the others.
- I don't want to be like the others. - Such pride!
You've got to live.
I'm easy going.
You're scared of dogs and wolves.
And in your state...
My state?
Still a virgin at your age is odd.
It's my choice.
I am the best choice.
I have advised you.
I have put up with your secrets.
I have taken you on holiday.
Thanks to my car.
I've introduced you to nice people.
You're not nice!
You can't blame me, I've known you forever.
I promise, with me,
you'll remember it forever.
You're so smug!
If this goes on,
I'll lose my reputation.
People are talking.
So if I accept, everyone would know about it?
- What about Hélène? - Who?
Mrs Favier-Bouchard, she judged you.
Really?
She's crazy, she said.
Each to their own.
She likes young men.
I prefer more mature men.
Wealthy foreigners are all over town at the moment.
OK then,
I'll go and see.
You! Kiss me, come here.
- Good evening. - Good evening.
It's pretty here.
Yes, it's not bad.
Hey, couldn't I sleep at yours?
Well, it's not my place
and there's lots of us already.
Oh, sorry.
Miss, will you dance?
What a charming evening!
No, thanks.
- Stop wriggling! - Am I?
You are! Because you feel bad.
My dad's first wife
had lots of hickies.
He tied her to the bed,
he boiled sulphur in a basin
and he smoked her like a fox.
All alone?
Hey, you! The brunette!
I fought for you.
In the swamps and in Jebel for 10 years.
Everywhere!
Hey! I'm not a bad boy.
Civilians owe me some respect.
I want you to be nice to me, is that possible?
Listen to me.
I got my demobilization money,
let's spend it.
That's why I came here.
No? You don't want to?
- A drink? - Jean-Paul!
- It's not for you.
It's for me.
To make you feel ashamed!
- Jean-Paul. - What's going on?
Bitch!
I'll sleep on the balcony.
OK.
- Hello. - Hello.
Did you devour your mate like a praying mantis?
No, he's outside.
Don't turn around so that I can get up.
No promises.
Don't cheat!
Critics always talk about my honesty.
It's awful for sales.
Are you happy when you paint?
For one minute a day.
Mainly, it's as interesting as breaking rocks.
How do you feel right now?
I'm thinking of other things.
It'll be a bad one then.
Not necessarily.
Are all painters frauds?
Don't steal my job.
- So they are. - Yes, we are.
Even the daubers are. We're crazy and we're frauds.
Why crazy?
We replace one world with another.
False replaces truth.
Suddenly, truth irrupts
and it becomes irreplaceable.
- Do you understand? - Yes.
This morning, you disturbed me.
- Oh! - It was a compliment.
What would I have done centuries ago?
I would have caught your smile.
But today, faces are mangled and broken,
an eye here, a nose there.
And that's getting old!
What can we do to faces now?
Nothing more than all the other idiots
who have never even held a paint brush.
Get me?
Hey! No! Are you going to fall for that?
It was so well rehearsed!
- Let her decide, dear God! - Not with you!
I will beat you up.
Do you like him?
I told you last night, I prefer older men.
Get out of here! I don't want to see you again.
I've got things to do.
How's it going?
There are too many people here.
I'm starting to feel good.
I'm not even thinking about next week.
We're here to not think.
You never talk about the future.
No, never.
What will you do in the future?
What I'm doing now.
Mrs Favier-Bouchard! I don't want to see her.
If you think she didn't see you!
I don't care.
I'm hungry.
A one track mind!
Make me some food.
No! People with fridges make the food.
What if Léon's in?
I know how to deal with housekeepers.
I'm glad to see you!
Don't eat everything, she's hungry.
Come on, we need you.
3 kings.
We haven't stopped. Marco is knackered.
I'm as fresh as a rose. Up you get!
Four.
- How many? - Two.
One for now.
One for me.
Turn it off!
What's so funny?
It'd take me too long to explain.
- I'm out. - Why?
- I'm skint. - Do you want to go on?
- Will you give me money? - No.
I've got nothing left.
- Is that girl yours? - Yes.
I couldn't even chat to her.
- You should have. - It's too tiring.
It's easier to play for girls.
50,000 francs, two hands, that OK?
Yeah.
Sorry, I have no choice.
- Thanks for your help. - No problem.
Two.
I'm moving into a fishing hut.
I hate being chased. I like to choose.
- You too! - Sorry?
Anne-Marie!
- They're calling. - I heard.
The hut is just behind the little fishing port.
Anne-Marie!
I was looking for you!
I won! It's great!
We can live it up at last. Yes!
- Is this OK? - It's not bad.
Take it!
- I'll keep it on. - OK.
Here! A bonus!
Which one?
The smallest.
Give it to me. I'll take it.
- What have I done wrong? - Nothing, nothing at all.
You could have told me about her.
I can believe she's in love with you.
Didn't you know?
She's a tease, she's clueless.
If she wants it, she should go ahead. But she must make up her mind!
Where did Jean-Paul find such a girl?
What's going on?
It's a barbecue, Jean-Paul organised it.
Crazy idiots.
- Let's go. It'll be fun. - I'm not invited.
- Anyone can go. - I don't want to.
You're just like her, a weirdo!
Shit!
Here.
It's cooked, guys!
Starving mongrels!
Contain yourselves!
Hold on! One at a time.
You there, here's some!
Good evening, Hélène.
- I brought friends. - Good idea.
Good evening.
- Where are the girls? - Over there.
- What ages? - 15 and over.
You see, I told you so.
He's incorrigible.
- Any news? - Only good news.
- No way! - Don't say that.
Sorry, Madame.
My friend will rent you the space.
No!
That's so great! Hurray!
Is Jean-Paul trying to impress her?
Maybe he's saying thanks.
She should thank him. He took one for the team.
Do you think he's slept with her?
I'm sure of it.
You know I can do anything for you!
Yes, but I live with my little sister.
- How old is she? - 14.
She could have come.
- Looking for someone? - Who knows?
Where were we?
They're all disgusting.
I know they are.
Forget about them.
Come and live with me.
It's very quiet at mine.
Now everyone, let's get naked!
- Look! - Who invited him?
Who cares.
Thanks for coming.
That's OK.
Everyone's naked here though.
I didn't sleep outside at your age.
I'm sick of walking, I'll jump in the water.
You're so annoying!
What have I got to lose?
They cleared me out. I'm skint.
I've lost my night shirt
I've lost my socks
I've lost my little girl
Oh God!
Come on, move!
I don't want to go.
It's not a real bus.
It's a hut!
Only a boy scout could think that up.
I got screwed by a boy scout.
Me too, come on!
It's working!
Hey! No guys here.
Don't joke, he's a mate.
No way!
Those are the rules.
Be cool for once.
What a joke. I'm always cool.
Here.
Come in!
Come on!
Keep going!
Lie down here.
Go to sleep now.
Kiss me.
- Do it better. - You're so annoying!
Right! Bye then!
The old hut trick!
It's a cinch!
- Don't! - What's going on?
- I wanted to surprise you. - Oh!
Take you by surprise.
A dawn offensive.
- Yes. - Cavalry style.
- Shit! - Excuse me?
I'm frank.
No conversation then.
I made an effort to chat.
What?
What I said was true. I believe in the future of neurology,
doctors should go to poor areas
and I do like modern jazz.
You were only after one thing.
You are all the same.
I counted on it a bit.
There can still be feelings.
Thanks.
Those feelings can be fortified,
if they're nurtured.
We've got lots of time!
- Did you sleep well? - Not really.
It was quite cold outside.
You're clumsy.
What about these?
You could have brought me a hot coffee.
You'll have to earn your coffee.
Tumbleweed
I went from town to town
From one season to another
The wind took me
It let me go
It really
Let me go
Be generous!
My lord! You are not generous.
She's singing in the street now.
She must really love him.
- You owe me 50,000 francs. - Why?
I could never have won her.
- You knew that. - Yes.
- So? - So, you owe me 50,000 francs.
- How much did I owe before? - 32.
So I really owe you 82,000!
Yes, you are right.
What can she really be up to over there?
Pedal a bit!
I'm doing it all alone.
Hold on.
Pedal backwards.
I think it's a good spot.
Turn.
The sun will be behind us.
Just turn your head.
Give me the bait.
It really is disgusting.
You'll like eating the fish.
Fried fish, tomato, salt.
How I would love a bit of steak!
I thought you liked this.
Me too.
I've got one!
What's up with you?
I'm going to see some civilised people.
- When are you coming back? - Later.
Bye then.
Venus' mount has collapsed.
Oh no!
Your life line is like a motorway.
Where does it go to?
To here.
You're not sporty.
- Hello. - Hello.
How's it going with caveman?
- Well. - How's the sex?
- Good. - You're easy.
Jacques is not gifted.
- Unbelievable. - Are you done?
Jean-Paul is amazing.
- She'll talk about us! - You too?
- No, they're bragging. - We're behaving.
Especially Jean-Paul.
How is he?
We don't know. He disappears.
- He's out at night. - He works.
- On what? - Saving himself, I guess.
Here.
Look.
Crazy nights out
You hadn't seen it?
Your hut is isolated.
Anne-Marie snob stripping,
or how girls from Paris strip.
Mr Brémont? It's Thérèse, sir.
Thérèse!
- Where are you? - Sorry?
Paris! Where else?
Where is Anne-Marie?
I'll hand her over.
- Hello, dad? - Are you OK?
Yes, I'm fine.
- Are you working? - Yes.
- But where are you? - In Paris.
- Are you joking? - So you saw it.
- Come home now. - Where?
- To Aix. - What?
To Aix!
Did mum see it?
I tore it up but there are lots.
- Hello? - I'm off, my money is running out.
Bye.
Last stop.
100 francs, please.
Thanks, 100 francs, thanks.
100 francs, please. Thanks.
- Are you leaving? - When it's full.
No! Go now.
Oh! I mean... Jean-Paul lent it to me.
- Explain and drive. - Sorry.
It's quiet around here.
Can we pitch our tent here?
We can help each other. Two homes together!
This isn't a home! It's just pants.
It's not a home.
He's a strange guy.
Let's go elsewhere.
Brittany is better, they're weird here.
Hey!
You can stay.
We're off.
- Right! - Why?
- Let's say goodbye. - Really.
Close it and I'll leave my bag.
No, take your bag.
If my parents see us together they'll get the wrong idea.
I shouldn't have stayed with you.
- Don't go on. - Are you angry?
- Where you going? - To Antibes.
- Can I come? - OK.
Look, I'm packing my bags.
Whilst he's playing host,
I'm preparing a surprise for him.
- It's a bad time then. - Not at all.
You can learn something.
I've had 3 men in my life, kid.
An American,
a Greek
and that one.
They were all artists.
Avoid artists.
They don't give,
they just take.
Find one that doesn't think they're the one and only!
You can believe me.
You think you're useful to them.
We're just maids!
Maids to a tyrant,
a self-important, selfish,
paranoid man. Yes!
Give me that!
The worst is that they work from home.
So you have to put up with everything.
The highs, the lows...
All that whilst you cook.
No! It's over, over!
Oh! My underwear.
My underwear is all wet.
What shall I do? I'll put it in here.
But that guy is really the worst.
He has sadistic tendencies.
Have you seen his work? Violence is everywhere.
But kid...
He spent his time humiliating me.
He had to do every girl that came to the house.
Even you would have given in, if it wasn't
for Jean-Paul.
- Is he upstairs? - No.
I know where he is.
- Do you want to see him? - Well...
He'll only give you grief.
He brought me here. I must see him.
Good.
Help me carry my bags to the bus.
I'll show you where he is.
Lucia!
Lucie!
Lucie, what does this mean? What's happening?
Isn't it obvious?
Don't leave like this.
The contract has nearly expired.
What do you mean?
A new woman every 3 years, right?
- I don't know. - Don't act innocent.
- I was talking rubbish. - Well, it stuck.
Lucie, I can't live without you.
That's new.
I will shout it out loud in the street.
Lucie, I'm begging you, stay.
Where's Jean-Paul?
Sainte-Anne street.
Come back home.
- We don't have a home. - My home is where you are.
What rubbish!
I know what I've done, let's start over.
I've come to say goodbye.
My parents saw the photos.
How nice of you to think of me.
- When are you leaving? - I've got time.
- I'm working. - I didn't know you painted.
I did Art School.
I didn't know.
We don't talk about what we can't show.
It's very lifelike.
- I understand Trabucci now. - He was mean.
- He said you're Poussin. - How flattering.
He said it to be mean.
For guys with easels, murals are banal.
But I am hungry and I enjoy it.
I enjoy new things, I'm interested in every style.
I'm happy here.
Jean-Paul, come back with me.
I have to finish this.
You can make a return trip.
- How do I get back here? - We'll see.
I can't, the club opens in 3 days.
Can't Jacques drive?
- He's gone. - Yeah?
He had to.
Did things go well together in the hut?
Nothing happened.
That's mental torture!
Blame me then!
Me? You don't owe me anything.
- You promised to take me back. - I'll find someone.
Hélène's friend, he'd love that.
Is she well?
Very well.
Her friend gave me this job.
You didn't waste time.
Helpful lays are my motto.
There's a name for that.
- Hi! - How are you?
Have you seen what she's done?
Miss Brémont needs chauffeur for Aix.
Tomorrow 9am.
Well then.
- Is the car in good shape? - Can you drive?
I passed my test at 16.
Don't worry, I'll get it going.
What's this?
There's a lot of competition.
- No! We made a deal. - Things have changed.
This isn't the way.
I needed some altitude.
- Why? Are you OK? - Not anymore.
I can't speak anymore.
I say what I don't think, it's tiring.
It is for everyone.
I get invited out a lot, they say:
"Jean-Paul's really laid back." Idiots!
You think they make me happy. I'm sick of them.
What are you saying?
My first job ever was that mural.
I will never be Picasso.
But for decoration, my work is quite pleasant.
They were happy.
They even asked me to open the club.
Who are they?
Hélène talked to a guy who offered me this work.
I would be stupid to refuse.
So, basically, she's your boss.
No! I slept with her once, yes.
I had no choice. I was just being polite.
One good turn for another.
No! The club isn't hers.
It's a great opportunity.
I'll have work for winter.
Why tell me now?
Anne-Marie, I can't leave now.
Oh no! I had a driver!
I don't want you to go.
I brought you to Saint-Tropez to be alone with you.
I couldn't sleep knowing you were leaving.
When you were with caveman, I almost went crazy.
I need you. Do you understand?
- Does this mean... - Yes.
Yes, it is serious.
I promised I'd leave.
Who's the boss?
My mum. I can talk to dad.
Write to him. Invent an excuse.
If I do it, it won't work.
I would tell them huge whoppers,
I would make up a fairy tale.
It's unimaginable.
Parents just make me mad.
You're too old for teenage revolt.
I'm not a psychology student.
- I'm an artist. - That's true.
If you're scared, don't.
But I want you to.
I don't want you to leave.
This was the only quiet area left.
Maurice shouldn't have rented it.
He has made quite a bit.
Good evening!
Hey, mate!
Sit down there.
Good evening!
Good evening.
Here's the hottest guy! How are you?
Good evening, Hélène.
I reserved a table for you.
- This is a big day for me. - I hope so.
Do you want a drink?
2 months of celebration!
Don't cry,
we can live on the money for a year.
They come from Singapore,
from Santiago in Chile
from Hong Kong or Mali
for their lovers' date
Saint-Tropez
They will always come back here
There's love in your girl's eyes
and all Saint-Tropez's madness and fury
Those who will never come
from Dallas or Santa Fe
will say the syllables of your name
with great regret, Saint-Tropez
Those from New York or Babel
will spend all their gold here
to find love on the port
Your brown skin tastes of salt
Saint-Tropez, your smile sparkles
Your girls, your sails, your stars
the sun on your earth, your mad vanity
You have a light heart
under your straw hat
You smile and you yawn
and you sleep in the daylight
- Let's go. - This isn't fun.
You want to party? Let's party then!
Antoine, don't kill them!
Gently!
Subtitles: Eclair Media