来，想喝一点儿吗？
不，不了，谢谢你，先生
如果你愿意的话，可以叫我雷米
哦，我会的，先生
我也很怕暴雨
和你一样大的时候
你喜欢唱歌吗？
- 啊？ - 唱歌呀，喜欢吗？
这样的雨夜里
唱歌能让我很快平静下来
那您都唱些什么歌呀？
一首摇篮曲
我的摇篮曲
那时候
我并不知道我从哪里学会的的这首曲子
但它的旋律却一直在我脑海中回荡
在夏凡侬，我的家乡
我总是哼着这首歌，一遍又一遍
给我温柔又耐心的露赛特听
该走啦，露赛特，一会儿就下雨了
在和今天一样的雨夜里
我妈妈
巴伯兰妈妈
会让我哼这首歌来听
就这样
我就会忘掉所有不好的事情
而我爸爸，长年累月在巴黎打工
关于他的一切，我也都是从他寄来的信里了解到的
他让认识的工友
送信过来
可有一天
- 当信送来的时候…… - 妈妈！
却得知工地上发生了一场严重的事故
亲爱的
我恐怕，再也无法做砖瓦匠了
不过，我能肯定我会得到一笔可观的赔偿
但律师要四百法郎才肯为我辩护
我算了一下
我们的积蓄应该足够满足他的要求
请务必将费用尽快寄来，亲爱的
并祈祷我们诉讼的成功
就因为我们是邻居，我才出这么多来买下她
只有那些和农民一起在乡下生活过的人
才能体会到这三个字所包含的
苦痛与绝望——
“卖奶牛”
对我来说，露塞特不仅是我的奶妈
她还是我的朋友
我最好的伙伴
也是我唯一的伙伴
从那以后
我没有一个晚上
不会去牛舍看她
也记不清我那时偷了多少次邻居的皮鞭
乖女孩，别担心
我来了
谁在那儿？
妈妈！
我看到一个人，一个巨人
- 我和露塞特在谷仓，然后他就要来抓我！ - 冷静，没事的，冷静一下，雷米！
怎么回事？
热罗姆
这是雷米
- 雷米，这是你的…… - 爸爸
他怎么还在这儿？
热罗姆
我有点儿明白为什么我们没钱付给律师了
- 妈妈？妈妈？ - 别再叫她妈妈了！
她不是你妈妈，我也不是你爸爸！
你怎么能这么对我？
收留他这么就还一直瞒着我？
把我们的钱都花在了他身上？
我从没对你隐瞒过什么！是你让我收留他直到他父母来找他
我到现在还留着他当年的襁褓好让他们相认
蠢货！
你有想过这些年来他父母有来寻找过他吗？
那你要我怎么做？就这么抛弃他？送到孤儿院去？
你早就该把他丢了！
我绝不会让你把他带走的，听到了吗？绝不可能！
那你觉得我们还有别的选择吗？
我们都自顾不暇了，还怎么养活一个不是我们的孩子？
不！
你无权这么做！你不能这么做！
- 我们别无选择！ - 我不会让你这么做的，明白吗？
我的宝贝~
对不起
原谅我
那天晚上，安抚我后，妈妈给我讲了这么一个故事
在十年前，二月的一个早上
那天，热罗姆去巴黎工作的路上
喂，走路长点眼！
当他看到裹着你的漂亮襁褓的时候
并没有把你送到孤儿院去，而是决定把你带回来
希冀着有一天，你富有的父母会来认领你
哦~宝贝，宝贝~不哭，不哭~
别太感情用事了
我们还是要把他还给她父母的
我给你取名叫雷米
小雷米
和我们已去孩子一样的名字
看，雷米
这就是你当年的襁褓
它属于你
看
我不想去孤儿院，妈妈
别让他带我走，求你了
求你了，妈妈
别担心，宝贝
我不会让他这么做的
请原谅我
原谅我，亲爱的
雷米，雷米
快醒醒，宝贝，我有件事要告诉你
我们想了一整晚
然后，然后我们觉得
或许我们能在城里赚到钱
然后我们就能一直生活在一起了
那要是市长不同意呢？
那就让他试试看，这国家还是有法律的
谢谢你，妈妈
如果城里赚不够钱，我们可以把这些卖给他们
然后有了这钱
我们就能把露塞特赎回来
她的新主人总是鞭打她，尽管她一直尽职尽责
我们不进去吗？
不，我们不会进市政厅
那我们这是要去哪？
你心里有数
你要去孤儿院
- 但你说过我们可以来这里赚…… - 闭嘴！
我这么说才能让她同意你跟我走
在市政厅，他们半点儿不会关心我们这种平民
我们剩下的就只有我钱包里这点儿了
所以我们留不下你
你弄疼我了
- 够了！我现在就把你带过去！ - 不！
啊！你个臭小子！
雷米！雷米！
快抓住他！
别让他跑了！
这怎么，你在做什么？啊？
别让他跑了！开门！快开门！
别挡道儿！
这孩子犯了什么滔天大罪，竟要倾动全村来抓他？
恕我直言，先生，你最好别管闲事
这孩子是个弃儿，却不想去孤儿院
别乱动，小鬼！
你可不会想让我的小朋友去追着咬你的
孤儿院，是吧？
过来坐吧，和我讲讲这都是怎么一回事
请给我们再来一壶
不过
你有没有想过这孩子能给你们挣钱？
什么？
你说……挣钱？
怎么挣？
挣多少？
三十法郎
呃，我有点儿不明白你的意思
很简单，我出钱雇用这孩子
先试用一年，如果满意的话，我会续租更久的
怎么样？三十法郎，我觉得这出价挺合理的，是吧？
这，先生，呃……
话说回来，您怎么称呼？
维塔利斯，街头艺人兼驯兽师
想必你们已经认识卡比了
这是心里美先生，我戏班子里的一个淘气鬼
我们游历全国以谋生，如您所见，我们可谓是相当富有了
但，我在想
一个这样的孩子，脸色苍白，营养不良
或许正是我们需要的，用以博取公众同情的，拿帽子收钱的角儿
我明白你的意思
不过我要六十法郎一年
三十五
五十五
- 那算了 - 哦，不，别，别介啊
成交了
走快点儿！
妈妈
妈妈！妈妈！
雷米！
妈妈！放我走！妈妈——
- 雷米！ - 妈妈——！快放开我！
求你了，先生，求你了！
- 雷米！ - 妈妈——！
雷米！
- 妈妈！ - 快走！
快放开我！
雷米——！
是她叫我来偷听的
才不是我，明明是她！
她这个小算盘呀
来吧，我讲给你们听
擦擦泪
嗯~这就好多了
那您之后成功逃走了吗？
在大白天，逃跑可不那么容易呀
况且
在我们第一次夜里停下歇脚的时候……
流浪艺人的第一条守则
就是千万
千万不能在夜幕降临后
涉险步入树林
别哭了，我没有想打你
你不明白我都做了什么吗？
就算你很伤心，可假如我不把你带走
如果不是我，你今晚恐怕就呆在孤儿院了
来吧
过来躺下
休息休息
我们要在这儿给你换身合适的行头
不喜欢吗？
喜欢
只是……穿成这样太引人注目了
哈，当然是要引人注目呀！
一共十法郎
师傅
您为什么要在我身上花这么多钱啊？
什么？我没听清
我，呃……
您昨天给了巴伯兰先生三枚银币
今天又在鞋匠那里为我花销
很明显心里美先生因为只能吃到旧面包而不高兴了
也就是说，您并没有像对巴伯兰先生说的那样富有
确实
我的生活并没有我假装的那般好
而且
我也的确为你花光了剧团的积蓄
不过，我之所以这么做了
是因为我看到了你身上宝贵的潜力
那天晚上我听到你在谷仓的歌声
一颗纯洁的心灵和一副美妙的嗓子可是难以两全的呀
我可不是想雇你来拿着帽子收钱的
我雇你，是想让你来歌唱！
歌唱？您说的是，当着一大群人的面？
可他们一定会取笑我的！
如果你能像对奶牛一般对他们歌唱的话，他们肯定会爱死你的
卡比队长
心里美先生
帮我拿着这个
维塔利斯师傅
你现在要做的就是观察，聆听
还有在我叫你的时候照我说的做，来吧！
我们走！
你好，女士们！
日安，先生们！
跟我来，孩子们，跟我来！
跟着我的音乐！
过来吧，女士们！来呀，先生们！靠近点儿，孩子们！
竖起耳朵，睁大双眼
准备好你们的掌声
我们马上为您呈现精彩的
在法兰西
不，不只是法兰西
是在整个欧洲都无与伦比的绝妙表演！
啥？你不相信我说的话？
那好，女士们先生们，我们这就
向这个小丑猴展示一下
我们的表演是多么得出色！
哦，现在可不是胆怯的时候，卡比！
别害羞！来给我们的朋友们打声招呼！
卡比队长，站立！
做的好，队长！
你也是，将军！
来，队长！转圈！哦吼！
再转一个！来，换个方向！
哦，队长，你都快把我给转晕了！
好，最后！看，一个障碍物！让我们给他点掌声！大大的掌声！
鞠个躬，做的好，队长！
怎么了？有只爪子受伤了？
来吧
老天啊，我们肯定不能这样走下去！
So, since he's been hurt, we'll have to put him down. Bang所以，既然他受伤了，那我们就了结了他吧，Bang！
Oh, right, that was a very bad decision.
Reassure our friends, Captain, and rise up with energy!
And now, the crowning moment of our show.
Careful, ladies and gentlemen, step back, give us room!
Take your place! Ally oop!
And Bravo! Ally oop! And Ally oop! Whoa! Yes!
Bravo!
Bravo! Here now, here!
Good dog, you did well.
Now take your bow.
All join in and thank the dog!
Bravo! Bravo!
Thank you all! Thank you. Thanks very much, dear audience. Most appreciated.
To conclude our show today,
it is my privilege to present something gentle,
the voice of an angel which will melt the hardest of hearts.
It's the premier of this young prodigy
and so I would ask you to encourage him with thunderous applause!
- What am I supposed to do? - Sing, of course!
Oh well, for a first time, that's quite a success, huh?
What the-? What're you doing?
I'm returning your presents! I told you I wouldn't be able to!
But you had stage fright, that's normal at the beginning.
- You'll see, next time you'll - And there won't be any next time!
I'll never sing again, you hear me? Never again!
You really think I'm going to let your fear waste your talent?
How can you tell if I have any talent?
You're nothing but a dog trainer!
I know enough to be able torecognize a gift when I come upon it!
You'll sing, whether you want to or not!
You won't be able to force me! You said before you never beat a boy!
If you force me it means you'll be a liar!
Very well! In that case, I'm going to bring you personally to the orphanage!
I mean, really!
Anyway, what difference does it make?
That's you, isn't it?
You were a violinist?
I was more than that. Read on.
You never learned to read, huh?
It is written there:
Yesterday the celebrated violinist
left Vienna,
accompanied by his wife and his son, for Venice,
where he will play before Italy's highest society.
That's right, boy, long before I was just a tamer of dogs and monkeys,
my talent as a musician was particularlyacknowledged.
Which is why I feel qualified today
to recognize a greatvoice! One like yours.
What is this?
The first letter of the alphabet is the letter A.
There are twenty-five others.
If you work and learn to know the letters and to assemble them correctly,
you'll be able to write your mother.
You might even be able to include in your letters a part of our earnings.
In exchange,
I want you to work hard on your singing,
so that you're able to sing, when I ask you to perform.
A B
C C B
A
Wait for me!
E
F
G
F G
K L
P B
M N
O P
F
M
Mmmmma-a-y
- Ma - Ma Ma!
Mama, my dear Mama Barberin
My dear Mama Barberin
I hope that you are happy now,
in spite of the distress I saw you in when you saw me leaving you.
Now that I know how to write, I will send you as many letters as I can.
Barberin rented me to a good master, is a good master.
A very good master, who never beats me
and who always shares his bread with me and the animals in the troupe.
Above all
he is teaching me to sing
and he even says that if I learn to sing in front of people, then I will make money.
Alf I am able to, I will send you as much money s I can,
so you can buy Roussette back.
I send you all my love, my dearr Mama Barberin.
Yours, Remi.
Da-duh Here's your nursery rhyme.
These little notes contain what you are in the deepest part of you.
Always keep this manuscript close to your heart.
Master?
Master-
Master?
You were shouting last night.
Enzo and Angelina.
Were those the names of your wife and your child?
Is it 'cause of them you finished playing violin?
That you're no longer the man the papers write about?
Rxcuse me, master.
- I didn't mean to pry. - No, no.
You're right to ask about it.
The problem is sometimes
certain names awaken old sorrows.
I won't mention it anymore.
Anyway
what have you got to show me?
Your last exercise!
- What are we doing, Master - No no no, just trust me!
Here we go,
Now that you understand technique, you must rediscover how to sing with your heart.
Inhale this perfume.
Chavanon!
That-That's the smell of Chavanon!
Sing.
My master hadn't lied to me.
I loved singing. Intensely.
And I already knew that I would never stop singing.
The fullness,
the freedom,
the-the sharing...
I knew at that instant that nothing would ever make me give it up.
When summer came,
our troupe sought out generous audiences
particularly the English aristocracy,
who seemed to have plenty of money to spend.
Come on! Well done, Mister Lovelyheart:
You fine?
Get down now.
Children! The kites are ready for you.
Remi,
give me a hand, will you?
It's frustrating, isn't it?
Seeing them have fun
and not be able to join them even it is my birthday today.
Why don't you go play with them?
Errr, excuse me, I didn't notice that you were handicapped.
No.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean Forgive me, it was stupid to say that.
If you could've seen the look you had!
I don't find it so funny.
It is pretty funny, admit it.
Let them play, please.
I'm afraid I don't often see my daughter laugh.
And anyway, even if I could walk, I wouldn't go play with them.
They are so boring!
I was I believe it the happiest of little boys.
- What was wrong with her? - A rare disease
called coxalgia, that caused such suffering
that she could barely move let alone walk.
My name is Lise.
My name is Remi.
- And did you see her afterwards? - I did.
But not in the circumstances I had hoped for.
Because, while being itinerant artists
provided us with some delightful encounters,
it also involved others, that were far more painful.
Bravo! Well done! Bravo! Good dog! Well done, Capi!
Stop that!
My master
had already warned me about certain spoilsports
who thought that street performers were nothing
but miserable beggars who stole the money
of honest citizens with their foolishness.
Gentlemen?
Your authorization if you please?
Our, uh, authorization?
The authorization from the city which permits you to perform in this town,
and to perform with animals wearing neither leash, nor muzzle.
Well, my goodness, I didn't realize we needed one.
Are you certain that we really require an authorization?
- Are you questioning my judgment? - No no no, why of course not!
But it's just that I put on shows here each year,
and it's the first time I've heard of an an authorization.
So you confess to this infraction?
Yes, yes, but only because I was unaware, uh, And of course to prove my good will,
I'll go this very afternoon to the proper office
Very well.
For now, I have to write you a summons and place your animals in the pound.
Silence!
But Officer, I've just told you that I was ignorant of the law
That's no reason to violate it! Take the animals!
But Sir, there must be some other way.
I assure you my dog wouldn't hurt a fly!
- What are you waiting for? - I don't want to feed my finger to that mutt.
Capi, please!
Wait! Officer, please! Officer!
We didn't do anything! Stop!
Stop that!
No!
Remi!
Run!
Get away!
I place you under arrest.
Take him away!
I wonder if Jules Verne actually went to all the places he writes about.
I'd really be surprised if he went that deep under water.
Having heard many witnesses testify to the defendant's innocence
the court declares Master Vitalis
not guilty of the charge of disturbing the peace.
However, to be fully informed, we had to investigate your record.
And we were somewhat surprised to discover
that all the information regarding your identity is false.
The Court would like to be lenient with you, Sir,
on the condition that you state your true name and that your record is spotless.
- Why didn't you tell them the truth? - It was absolutely impossible.
No one must ever know. Ever.
Because of who? Enzo and Angelina?
Why is it no one can ever, talk about them with you?
Because I killed them. I, uh...
At the time I wasn't the man you know today,
I was an egoist. Selfish. Full of myself.
My family bored me.
I preferred high society, where people knew how to flatter me.
Every evening, in spite of my indifference towards him
My poor Enzo never failed to light a candle to help me make my way in our living room
No one knows what actually happened.
Could've been a draft, a...
maybe the candle fell onto the carpet...
I did everything I was able to, to save them,
but the fire had already consumed my house.
I buried my son when he was ten.
At the cemetary, his nanny sang his favorite children's song,
a nursery rhyme that I,
the most famous musician in all of Italy, I'd never heard before.
Oh, of course,
everyone pretended to be sympathetic,
but no one doubted it was my fault.
You might have thought that my career was finished,
but, no,
on the contrary,
Tickets sold out immediately, as soon as people heard that I was returning to the stage.
Audiences went mad, they absolutely wanted to be there to witness my rebirth
It's then it's then
I decided that
it was over,
that I'd end it all,
never again would I play the violin.
The life I live today
is my penance
for not being able to save them.
I will be here when you get out.
How long?
Two months.
Ah, the louts!
Remi, you asleep?
- What're you doing here? - I missed you.
You seem to be comfortable here.
You shouldn't be here.
And y'know it's dangerous to go wandering alone
on a barge with nobody.
Why do you have this baby blanket?
Don't touch that!
I'm sorry.
I I was wearing it when they found me as a baby.
I had never told anybody about my story.
Not even my master.
But I had never realized
how much I really needed to share it.
That's the way the most glorious summer of my young life began.
Look at this one!
- That one there! - Right.
Looks like a unicorn!
Good night, Lise.
You too, Remi.
- Master Zacharius - AND Master
AND Master Zacharius,
who seemed almost dead, rose from his bed
What does he want?
C'mere! Here, boy!
Master!
I would like Remi to stay with us.
Remi has completely transformed Lise.
You've noticed the bond they have?
My poor girl's about to undergo a delicate operation.
She'd greatly profit from his presence during her convalecence, which will be difficult.
After that?
After the convalescence of your daughter.
Frankly I was thinking Remi might stay with us.
If he liked, he would receive an education that would permit him to become her personal butler.
- What about his singing? - Singing?
His singing.
Remi possesses the talent and a passion for the art.
To be sure, Master Vitalis, but
be serious.
Ah, Madam, it's true that the
the life that you promise is certainly comfortable and farless risky
than what I can offer.
However,
you don't seem to realize the grandeur of this child.
You give the boy the opportunity to climb the ladder of servitude in your family.
The life he has with me is rugged, but it forges his character.
And even if the route that leads to your world appears difficult,
the grandeur that I see in him permits me to believe that one day
he'll be able to enter through the front door,
Now you're proposing at best that he become the valet of your daughter,
and I want if he'd like to, to one day be able
to give him the possibility to ask you for her hand with pride.
You seem very aware of our world, Master Vitalis.
So we won't surprised if I say I find you unreasonably optimisitic.
I am indeed whenever I hear him sing.
But it'll be his choice
Whether he stays with you or comes with me, the choice is up to him.
- He's a child. - Oh, yes, that he is
But he's a child who has experienced more than many adults.
Will you come see me?
I promise.
Oh no.
Good night, Lise.
Good night, Remi.
I could see that our master was less and less hardy.
He was so weak that one day we couldn't even reach the destination
that we had decided that very morning to reach.
Master! You hurt?
Lovelyheart! Lovelyheart! Come back!
To the cabin, quickly! Run!
Capi! Run!
Capi!
Master! Master, hurry! Capi, come! Capi! Here, Capi! Hurry,
They're coming! They're coming! Quick! Capi! Come back!
- Capi! Master - Master, hurry!
Capi!
- Come in now! No Capi-i-i! - Capi!
- Come in! Get in! - Capi!
Capi, no! Capi-i-i-i Capi no!
Capi, quick! C'mon, boy, come on! Come on, boy!
Lovelyheart!
There!
Lise, sweetheart?
Why don't you help me on this wrap for your little cousin?
But that's the same wrap as Remi's!
I'm afraid you're mistaken, dear.
This is a model from one of the most famous designers in London. I quite sure Remi-
- I.. - But Remi was adopted.
Adopted?
What do you mean?
The best room you have, please.
From the little I know of animal health, I would say he's suffering from pneumonia.
Keep him warm and hope for the best.
- How long have you been coughing? - It's nothing.
Let me examine you. I won't ask for any more money.
I know what I have. It's really nothing.
Doctor, please.
Goodbye.
Since when have you been sick?
- A few weeks. - Are you already coughing blood?
You know the prognosis if you don't get treatment rapidly.
- Yes. - Very well.
If you change your mind, don't hesitate to call me back.
- I appreciate it. - I'm serious, please do.
Tuberculosis kills quickly if it's not treated.
Goodbye.
How are we going to pay for the room? We don't even have enough for bread.
I'll request that the innkeeper organize a performance.
But that's impossible. Just look at us. What kind of show could we do?
No need to worry. This evening I'll perform myself.
Good evening, my friend. How's the family?
Take your seats please,
take your seats.
A very special performance this evening which should prove exceptional,
as our establishment is hosting an artist whose fame is global
who's accepted our proposition to play for us tonight? In just a few moments, we'll be ready.
Very good. The house is full enough to expect forty francs in the hat.
Forty francs?
It's the price of the room for the week.
But we've never made more than twenty francs.
You're far too sick.
Have faith in me.
We only got twenty-six francs.
But
- the bowl was full. - Full of small change, Master.
How will we ever save Lovelyheart, f we don't have enough to pay for the room?
Please excuse me.
I simply wanted to say how beautiful I found your work.
It's very kind of you to say so, Madam.
- Perhaps, uh, I might offer - No.
Forgive me, it's just that
You understand, I am also a musician...
And I rememberwhat made me want to pursue that vocation
I was just a small girl
and on that night
the great Carlo Balzani triumphed at Milan's La Scala.
If you only knew how moved I was by that concert...
I never thought I would feel that way again
until this evening.
I'm sorry.
I am not that man.
I am just a humble musician, who knows a few techniques that might entertain a crowd.
In that case,
excuse my interruption.
If you had been that man
I would have wanted to express my sympathy
for the loss
that you suffered as well as my respect
for the silence you chose to assume afterwards.
Arrivederci gentile Signore
A Louis d'or!
She gave us a golden coin!
We'll be able to pass the winter in our room.
Lovelyheart is saved! C'mon Copi, let's go!
Lovelyheart, look! A golden coin!
Master?
Come on, Capi. Let's go!
Now breathe as deeply as you can.
Right, you may put your shirt on.
Hey, boy!
You got a letter this morning.
Thank you.
Lise.
I am hospitalizing you today!
No.
You've played around with this enough, Master Vitalis.
Even if you feel strong enough to fight it, the pneumonia's been festering far too long.
It is my duty as a physician to tell you that
if you don't accept a serious treatment, immediately,
I can't guarantee that I can cure you later.
What am I going to do with you both now?
What am I going to do with you?
Remi, we have to talk.
What happened?
Dear Remi,
I can't tell you the joy I feltwhen I received your letter,
not just because you gave me your news,
but especially because I was desperately afraid
I wouldn't have your address to announce to you what I have to say:
My mother and I seem to have found your parents.
- Remi was adopted. - Adopted?
- What are you trying to say? - That the Barberins are not his real parents.
They found him in France when he was just a baby. He was wearing exactly the same blanket.
I know because he even let me see it The labels were even torn out of the lining.
So Remi could never have known who his real parents were.
And my mother saw right away that if the blanket came originally from London, maybe you did too!
My mother told your story to all of her friends,
and just a few weeks later, a barrister, James Milligan, wrote to us about you,
and asked us to contact him when you got in touch with us.
My parents!
My real parents!
What can I say, my boy?
We go!
Thank you! Thank you, Master!
Capi, c'mon!
We're going to see my parents, Capi!
May I look at it? Please?
Sorry about the presence of these two policemen.
Attempts at fraud have not been unknown
ever since the disappearance of the Baby Driscoll.
Driscoll?
So than!
You seem to be the one.
Yes.
Sir? Driscoll. Is it the name of my father?
Not only of your father, but also your mother
and your brother and grandfather.
And I've represented the family since your disappearance.
Do you feel ready to meet them?
Oh Paul! Oh my God, Paul!
Remi.
His name is Remi, he'd prefer that.
Of course, of course boo-hoo
And now
come kiss your father, my boy!
Ohhh Paul!
That woman was head over heels in love with me.
She was persuaded that we were going to marry.
She couldn't bring herself to imagine that I loved another woman
your beautiful mother.
When my darling wife and I had a baby,
she saw an opportunity for revenge, to punish the two of us.
My fathertold the tale of my kidnapping,
the story of a jealous, hate-filled woman,
who, in order to wreak revenge because he had not married her,
stole me when I was six months old.
Naturally, we had people verifying every clue possible,
however, our search didn't extend to France,
since no one could imagine she'd have taken you so far from us.
You mentioned a woman, uh,
but uh Jerome Barberin testified that he had seen
a man leaving the scene exactly when he found the baby.
Perhaps she had an accomplice.
Who knows if we'll ever find out. Alas!
Indeed.
I understand that you're afraid.
You don't know us, and you probably can't understand all that we adults are saying,
But the most important thing is that
you come back to your family. No?
Yes. I suppose.
You'll sleep here.
Since we didn't expect you
we haven't yet had time to prepare the kind of room
that you would deserve.
You alright?
Yes.
It's... it's nice here.
I... I won't be leaving London right away... uh
I won't be far.
No!
I know that you're very sick. I saw your handkerchief.
You have to go back and see the doctor from the inn.
Ah? Don't forget what I told you about your nursery rhyme. It represents your true identity.
I'll keep it forever.
I promise.
Goodbye, Master Vitalis.
Thank you for bringing the boy back to us, in good health.
Leave him.
What are you up to there?
Ay yi yi my bad little Peter
I'm afraid that you've found our treasure chest.
Peter?
Before you said Peul!
Ahhhh Bi-i-i-I! Bi-i-i-il Bi-i-i-il
Mister Milligan! The Driscolls are not my real parents!
Of course they're not your parents.
Let me go! Let me go!
Good. This should take less time than we thought.
Very good sir.
Now you'd just better shut up or I'll give you a hiding you won't forget!
You!
You boy, you hh you made me hh run like ah hahhh Ko hhh
- Kill him now. - What?
Well kill him! That was the plan, wasn't it?
Knock him out with this beforehand, if it makes you feel better.
Do it!
No-o-o! Capi!
My baby!
Do something!
Silence!
Who are you? Why d'you want to kill this boy?
Now just calm down! Just be calm. It's the lawyer who's responsible!
- Milligan? - That's right.
It's him who's the boy's real family, he's the uncle.
It's all about an inheritance.
When the kid's real father died, Milligan should've gotten everything.
The trouble was...
The trouble was the wife of the deceased was expecting a child.
Yeah.
It's you the true heir to the fortune.
When he was born, his uncle came to see me.
It's always me they come to if someone wants to
to take care of somebody.
I was supposed to smother him while he slept
so people would think it was a natural death.
At the last minute,
I just couldn't do it.
I can make an adult disappear with no problem. But a little boy...
Whatever I felt, though, the job still had to be accomplished.
That's why I preferred to take him as far away as I could,
and made sure I cut the labels from his swaddling,
so no one would ever know where he'd come from. Unh
Watch where you're going!
And this lady,
Mrs. Milligan where'll I find her?
Oh no!
There's no way that I will say a word about-hmmm
Capi?
Bi-i-i!!!
At Milligan Park, near Barnet Village.
It's barely two hours from London by the northern road.
Remi!
We're going to leave now.
Capi will release your boy when we're far away.
Have you heard me?
Capi, c'mon! Here!
He-elp! He-e-e-lp! HELP!
Mister Milligan, help! Mister Milligan! Help!
- Where do we go from here? - To find your mother.
Kof kof Come on! Keep pushing! We'll be there soon! Kof kof
It's impossible...
It's snowing too hard!
Trust me, Remi.
I've already already been in blizzards like this.
But not sick as you are.
C'mon, Remi! Keep going!
Master! We can't! We won't make it.
I promise you we will make it.
Remi!
Remi, wake up
Remi, wake up!
You'll be alright.
It'll be alright.
Remi, we've almost got you home.
No. No. NO! NO! NO! No
Did Did we Did we arrive?
Yes Remi.
Yes, we've arrived. We made it.
- You feel how warm it is now? - Yes.
It's the fireplace.
In just a moment the fire will be even fiercer
and you'll be even warmer.
Come here, boy, c'mon.
Farewell, my friend.
Is is Capi leaving?
Ah, don't you worry about it, he'll be back.
You know what would make me happy?
That you sing me your song.
You don't have to sing it very loudly.
It's just so I can hear your voice.
You'll do that for me, huh?
Thank you, my son.
Master, Someone's out there.
Master?
Master? Master!
Master!
Ma-a-a-a-aster!
Ma-a-aster!
Uh ha ha Master? Master.
Don't.
Gently. Gently.
Capi.
And-And my master?
I am so sorry, my boy.
Let him rest. Make sure he has everything he needs.
Very well, Mrs. Milligan.
Is he awake?
- Yes. - Good. Then he can come with me now.
No.
My dear, you don't seem to understand that this little urchin and his master tried to deceive you.
Yes, I understand that.
But he is nonetheless an exhausted child who just lost a loved one.
Oh, you are too forgiving of these criminals who play with your grief!
Why does this upset you so much?
It isn't as if it's the first time this has happened.
Since it is my duty to look after you, no one should get this close to you.
Well don't worry yourself.
He'll follow you as soon as he's back on his feet.
Good.
Do not make me wait too long, Mary.
It would be better to burn these and get this child new clothes.
No, Lucy. I think he'll appreciate finding his old clothes.
What's this?
He had it in his shirt. It must be important to him.
Madam?
Madam? Is everything alright?
Madam? Madam?
Good morning, sir.
How are you feeling today?
Better. I'm better.
In that case, Madam would appreciate having a word with you.
Yes, of course.
It was my son's room
The one he should have had.
Every year I uh reorganize it, get new furniture, I redecorate.
I try to imagine what toys he would like.
What tale of adventure he would like me to read.
This is where I saw him for the last time.
It'll be eleven years come springtime.
I can still remember how I rocked him to sleep with a cradle song
that I learned from my mother.
And that I thought until today I was the only one to remember.
My little boy,
my son!
And that's how I found my mother,
my family,
my rank Ha
I hope that your uncle got what he deserved.
In fact,
he spent a good long time in prison,
then was banished from England.
As for my master,
I respected his wishes and had him buried under the name
he chose as a wandering artist,
the one who saved me
in every possible manner.
Since then,
every single day
I go to his grave to remind him
What about Mrs. Barberin, did you have her come over?
No, Betty.
But I did propose it to her.
However she preferred to stay there in Chavanon.
- Remi! - Mama!
Remi! My baby! I missed you so much!
And when her husband died,
she came here to live
to help greet our very first boarders.
That's right.
I think that now it's time to go to bed.
- Good night, everyone. - Good night, Mister Milligan.
Good night, Mister Milligan
Good night, Lise.
Good night, Remi.