Here. You want some whisky?
Uh, no, thank you very much, sir
You may call me Remi if you like.
Alright, I will, sir.
Me too,
I was afraid of storms at tour age.
Do you like to sing?
- What? - Singing. Is it something you like?
It calmed me down pretty
well on nights like this one.
What did you used to sing?
A nursery rhyme.
My nursery rhyme.
Way back then,
I really knew nothing about its origin.
It was as if I'd always had it in my head.
In Chabanon, where I lived,
I was always humming it, over and over again,
to my gentle and patient Roussette.
Time to go, Roussette, before it rains.
On stormy nights like this one,
my mother
Mama Barberin
always had me sing it to her,
and as a result
I'd wind up forgetting everything around me
As for my father, who'd gone years before to work in Paris
the only thing I knew about him was through the letters
he sent to my mother
with certain colleagues
Unfortunately,
- one day a letter came... - Mama!
That announced there'd been a terrible accident on the worksite.
Dear one
In writing you, it come to me that I'll probably never again be able to work as a stonecutter.
Nonetheless, I am sure that I'll obtain a handsome indemnity.
But for my defence, mylawyer requires four hundred francs.
According to my reckoning,
our savings should allow us to meet his demand.
Send me the money quickly, sweetheart.
And pray ourlawsuit is successful.
And it's only because we're neighbors that I'm buying her at this price.
Only those who have lived n the country among the peasants
know how much distress and pain
are in these three words:
sell the cow.
For me, Roussette wasn't only our wetnurse,
she was my friend,
my best friend,
my only friend.
After that,
not a single night went by,
that I didn't pay her a visit.
I can't even count how many whips I stole from our neighbor during that period.
Easy now girl, don't worry,
it's just me.
Who's there?
Mama!
I saw a man! A giant man!
- I was in the barn with Rousette, he wanted to catch me! - Calm down! Calm down! Calm down now Remi!
What's the problem here?
Jerome,
This is Remi
- Remi I want you to meet... - My father
He's still here?
Jerome
I'm beginning to see why we didn't have enough money to pay my lawyer.
- Mama? Mama? - Don't you call her that!
She's no more your mother than I'm your father!
How could you do this to me?
Keep him all this time without telling me?
Spend all our money on him?
But I never hid anything from you! You told me to keep him,
until his parents come looking. I even kept his blanket so they would recognize him.
Little idiot!
It never crossed your mind after all these years they'd never come back for him?
What would you have had me do? Should I have abandonned him too? In an orphanage?
It would've been simpler then than it would be now!
I'll never let you take him from me, you hear? I'll never let you take him from me!
Because you think we have a choice?
How do you figure on feeding him when we don't have enough money for us?
No!
You've got no right! You can't do that!
- We've got no choice. - I won't let you, d'you hear?
My baby-
I'm sorry.
Forgive me please!
That night, after consoling me my mother told me the story.
It happened ten years ago, one morning in February.
That day, Jerome was on his way to work in Paris, when-
Unh Watch where you're going!
When he noticed yourluxurious clothes,
Jerome decided to bring you to me, instead of to the orphange,
hoping that some day your rich parents would look for you.
Hello, baby. Hello, baby. Hello, baby.
Don't become too attached.
We'll have to return him one day.
I named you Remi.
Remi.
Like the child we'd lost.
Remi Here.
These things are yours.
This belongs to you.
Look.
I don't want to go to the orphanage, Mama.
Don't let him take me please.
Mama, please!
Don't you worry, dear.
I won't let him do that.
Boo hoo hoo Forgive me.
Forgive me. Boo hoo
Remi. Remi.
Wake up now, sweetheart. I have something to tell you.
We thought this over all night,
and and we thought that
maybe we might get money from the city
for the whole time you've been here.
And what if the mayor refuses?
Like to see him try, there are laws in this country!
Thank you, Mama.
Because if the city doesn't pay enough, we could sell them to have more money.
And with all that money
we might be able to buy back Roussette.
Her new master beats her, even though she's always been good.
Aren't we going in?
We're not stopping at the town hall.
Why? Where we going?
You know perfectly well.
You're going to the orphanage.
- But but but you said that we'd get money from the- - Shut up!
I said that so my wife'd let you go with me.
At the town hall, they don't care about people like us.
All we have left is in my wallet.
That's why we can't keep you.
You're hurting me.
- Enough! I'm taking you there now! - No!
Ow! Hnh Y'little brat, you!
Remi! Remi!
Catch him someone!
Don't let him go!
What the- What d'you think you're doing, you?
Don't let him get away! Open up! Open up!
Outta my way!
What frightful crime did this child commit to deserve the wrath of an entire village?
Hh with all due respect, sir, it is none of your business.
This kid is a foundling, who refuses to be brought to the orphanage.
Watch yourself, boy!
You wouldn't want my friend here to grab your ankle.
The orphanage, that it?
Come sit at my table and tell me your story.
Bring us one more pitcher please.
But
did it ever cross your mind that he might make you some money?
Come again?
Uh... real money?
How so?
How much?
Thirty francs.
Uh I don't follow.
It's quite simple: I propose to rent this boy
for one year to begin, and if he proves satisfying, I'll keep him longer.
So what do you say? Thirty francs. I think my offer is reasonable. Well?
Well, sir, I, uhh
What is your name, anyway?
Vitalis Master Vitalis! Artist of the byways and trainer of animals
You've made the acquaintace of Capi,
and the mischievous scoundrel there is called Lovelyheart.
We tour the country to earn our living and as you can see, we're sufficiently well-off
but I was thinking that
a child like this one, pale and undernourished,
might be just what we need to provoke pity in the public when we pass the hat.
See your point.
But sixty francs a year.
Thirty-five.
Fifty-five.
- Too bad. - Oh no! No no!
Y'got a deal. Right.
Keep Moving.
Mama.
Mama! Mama!
Remi!
Mama! Let me go! Mama-a-a-a!
- Remi! - Mama-a-a-a! Let me go!
Please, sir, please!
- Remi - Mama-a-a-a!
Remi! Unh Remi!
- Mama-a-a-a! - Come on!
Let me go!
Remiiiii
She told me to come here to listen.
I am not the one, it's her!
She had a fine idea.
Come in then and join the two of us.
Dry your tears.
There, that's better.
Were you ever able to escape after that?
In daylight, that would've been difficult.
On the other hand,
the very first time we stopped at nightfall...
The first rule for a wandering performer
is to never
never venture into the woods
after night has fallen.
Stop cringing, I'm not going to hit you.
You don't understand what I've done?
I didn't bring you with me to cause you pain.
If not for me, tonight you'd be at the orphanage.
Come one,
come lie down.
Get some rest.
Here we'll find clothes befitting your new life.
You're not happy with them?
I am.
It's just that... people will stare
Of course people will stare at you!
Yes, sir.
The bill's ten francs.
Master
Why are you spending so much money on me?
I beg your pardon?
I, uh...
You gave those three silver coins to the Barberins yesterday,
and then again today at the cobbler's.
It's obvious Mister Lovelyheart is unhappy just eating stale bread.
That means that you don't have as much money as you said you did to Barbarin.
I admit it.
I don't earn my living as well as I pretended to.
And it's true that
I used almost all of the savings the troupe has for you
but if I did do that
it's because I knew you would be precious.
I heard you singing the other night in the barn.
A pure heart and a pretty voice are rarely found together.
I didn't want to hire you from Barbarin to pass the hat.
I hired you because I want you to sing!
To sing? You mean, in front of a crowd?
But they'll make fun of me!
If you prove as generous with them as with your cow, they're going to love you!
Captain Capi,
Mister Lovelyheart...
Hold this for me.
Master Vitalis
Now your job is to observe, and to listen,
and to do whatever I tell you at the exact moment I tell you to do it. Let's go!
And we're off!
Hello, ladies!
Good day, gentlemen!
Follow me, children, follow me!
Follow the music!
Step right up, ladies! Step right up, gentlemen! Come closer, kids, c'mon!
Open up your ears, widen your eyes,
and then prepare both hands for applause,
cause the spectacular show we'll present
is known to be the most extraordinary n France,
no, not in France,
in Europe and its surroundings!
What is that? You don't believe what I say?
Well, ladies and gentlemen, we shall demonstrate
for this young buffoon just
what magnificent performers we are!
Oh, this is no time to be timid, Capi!
Don't be timid! You should greet our friends!
Captain Capi, you're on!
Bravo, Captain!
And you, General!
Let's go, Captain! Turn! Ho ho!
And turn! Keep turning, in the other direction!
Oh, Captain, you're making my head spin!
Ah, at last! Watch it! There's an obstacle. Let's give him a hand! A big hand!
A bow now! Bravo, Captain!
What's that? We have a painful paw?
C'mon then.
Goodness! It's clear we're not going to get far like this!
So, since he's been hurt, we'll have to put him down. 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.