M. HULOT'S HOLIDAY
Take a seat for me.
Is that my seat?
What is it? What's happening?
Ladies... gentlemen...
Hello, sir...
Monsieur? Ah well...
Monsieur? Hm?... What?
-lf I may... -Hulot.
H U L O T.
-Hulot. -Hulot. Yes.
Your tobacco.
Oh hello!
-Good morning, Sir. -Ladies... Gentlemen...
Say Wally, what is this doing here? It doesn't belong to us.
I'm sorry, Ma'am, it's Denis'. It belongs to us, belong to us.
Denis! Denis!
-Listen, did you touch the mooring lines? -No, Sir.
But what happened? What are they quarreling about?
John, catch.
John.
John?
John!
Look, a boat. And another! One... two... three... four...
How exciting, isn't it?
Look dad, Mr. Hulot!
At the Bonne Glace we have good ices, ice-cream sandwiches...
Hello!
...here at the north of our position, and here our position.
What to do? The solution was difficult...
Madam, Sir...
That's Mr. Meinard, the proprietor.
-Good morning ma'am. -Ma'am.
-ls it free? -Yes, please go ahead.
-Hello. Mr. Meinard. -Let's sit here.
No, usually we sit at this one.
-Do you mind? -Oh, I've taken your place.
-Oh no, no it doesn't matter. You're too polite. -Charmed dear lady.
-Oh, no don't bother. -Charmed dear lady.
Oh, Mr. Gonzales! How charming to see you again.
-Oh, no, I can sit somewhere else. -Oh, no, don't you bother.
-Stay with us. -What's for lunch?
'Morning.
-You weren't there this morning. -No.
Well, you've missed a capital launch.
Some people are worse than children.
-Do you think it was a tourist? -That's for sure, ma'am.
And now the latest quotations from the stock exchange in Paris...
Come on. Come along don't be shy. Come along please.
You look just wonderful. You look perfect.
Stay right there and we have a souvenir.
That's fine.
Oh, I've got an idea. We'll make an exchange. You give me your hat
and I'll give you my beret. It's gonna look funny!
Now hold it, hold it. Don't move.
Monsieur Smith. You have a call.
Hurry! London? Smith speaking, did you sell? My file, my file.
Thank you.
Hulot.
Do you know this man? Very gentlemanly.
What a horrible trip. A stampede of people
and a frightful heat.
The station was so crowded I thought I would die of thirst...
such heat you can't imagine...
Where are my suitcases now?
Thank you, thank you a lot.
Hurry up.
-ls this my turn? -Yes it's to you madam.
Ace.
Do I lead?
-Clubs. -Hearts.
Denise, hurry up, aren't you ready yet? You're keeping us waiting.
This is the National Radio Broadcast from Paris.
Goodnight ladies and gentlemen.
Our next broadcast is scheduled for tomorrow at 6:.30.
Call me tomorrow.
-Good night. -Good night.
Sleep well.
With us, with us.
Welcome! Have a drink with us!
Has he left? Go look for him.
At there's the colonel. Martine, come look at this blue sky.
Beautiful. Don't you think so?
Ah, Mr. Hulot.
At the Bonne Glace...
Ah what a magnificent sight, don't you think so, dear Sir?
I was actually admiring the sea, the white sails, the rocks...
what's that over there? See? Just over there...
Over there...?
Personally I always feel very relaxed
when I'm on holiday at a sea resort.
Unfortunately it's so windy that my hair is always a mess...
Let's go. A shark.
I was in the same sector as the English army.
Of course I was an 'officer' with Noel Jardin.
Very dangerous assignment. Do you remember, hum?
I received orders from the general. A great responsibility.
Leading my men, to accomplish a very delicate mission.
I don't know if you remember the Ardennes during wartime,
but it wasn't exactly a stroll on the Champs Elisee...
May I leave the table?
I have an exceptional record by Billie Holiday.
Cigarette?
Wait, wait for me.
Get in, Sir.
The other side. Hurry up!
Mr. Smith, the phone.
Mr. Smith, Berlin, at the hotel.
Last edition.
Last edition. Daily Telegraph. Latest news!
There you go. Yes, that's it.
Good morning.
Henry that was Mrs. Dubois.
But that's not right. That's not tennis.
Not again.
Ah well, this.
Fine. I'll go to the attack.
Hello Marie France.
What's with you.
It's funny.
Ah there you are!
It's your turn.
Wonderful. Nine.
Whose turn is it?
Hearts.
Mademoiselle, please. Are you familiar with the essay by Bertrand?
It holds a particular relevance for women,
protesting against the decadence of the bourgeoisie...
the role of housewife is all right but...
-Pardon. -And have your read
the essay that Mr. Du Frenois published on this same issue...
-He's very good. -Pardon him, Sir.
I hope it wasn't too much of a nuisance to you. You're very kind.
I've enjoyed myself very much. Good night.
-And all appearances are against... -Goodnight, Sir.
But I played a club. I don't understand.
Don't you agree? It was my turn, I'm sure it was.
This is not what usually goes on. Cheat!
Oh, a sea shell,
and another.
Isn't it pretty?
Here you go, another one. Take it. It's beautiful!
-Have you brought my bath robe along? -Yes, I've got it right here.
-Mr. Smith, telephone. -Oh no. C'mon.
Yes? Come in.
Madam.
Do sit down.
-Sure you're not scared? -No.
Please be careful. Here, arrange your sweater.
Daily Telegraph! Latest news.
-I've seen it happen. Wait, wait! -No, no.
Don't worry, Sir. We're getting you out.
Don't switch as in a moment M. Durriot minister of State
will address the Nation. M. Durriot addresses you.
Ah, keep it on for me...
Citizens, the state of the nation is bad. Tonight I will be talking to you
of that government to which I belong, asking it to uphold that
responsibility that it holds toward you, the voters,
and I am talking even to our members residing abroad
because of some diplomatic duty. It is clear, through all the reports
I have been analyzing through the course of these last few months,
alas, that they come to complete a negative picture of our efforts,
and I am therefore asking for a new course of action.
As a believer in Europe, I haven't given up the hope of seeing us
French give up the superfluous to come together so that,
having united, we might all get the essential.
The latest statistics point out that
our imports surpass our exports of several billions.
To fight lnflation is therefore necessary...
...and Mrs. Chirot in the car with Monsieur Presson.
Madame Girot in the car with Mr. Reynolds.
Francoise!
Just a second. I'm coming.
Which car should we both take, Colonel?
Nobody has called out our names.
Hulot.
He's there see!
What's happening, Colonel?
Don't worry.
Everything's been methodically organized, you're in M. Hulot's car.
But he's not there, what are we going to do?
Ah! You can have my seat if you like. I'll go with Monsieur Hulot.
I'm sorry to disturb you. Excuse me.
No, no, no. Important call from Hamburg.
...no more formulas...
...capitalism is made of too many words.
Here we go. Come along Mrs. Dubois you sit in the front
and I'll sit in the back.
Direction... right.
No, the preserves go over there.
Dessert. Put it there.
In this sort of weather you appreciate
an open car, would you agree?
O look...
That church is really 'a very pretty picture' as you say in English
and I hadn't noticed...
and all this green...
A perfect setting for a holiday... Is it not?
What's up?
-Did you see? -Yes.
Ah, but I was up and I was down.
Ah, at last. We're off again. It's not too late.
Stop, stop...
Yes, I do hear you.
No, not a seven, sixteen wagons. Right.
No, it's not expensive. This is not acceptable, this is a madhouse.
-Oh, I must say goodbye to Mrs. Dubois. -All right.
-Let's leave the bags here. -Yeah. Okay.
Thank you dear Lady. I hope I will see you in Paris.
Here you go Miss. It would be a pleasure.
Yes, we did indeed have fun.
I wouldn't have expected it when I came over.
My journey over was horrible, the heat frightful.
A kiss.
Goodbye, Mrs. Pinot. Do come and see us if you're ever in Bressai.
-Goodbye. -See you sir. Goodbye.
Goodbye, hurry up.
Goodbye. Glad to have met you.
Oh, my address.
Goodbye. Glad to have met you.