Huguette (2024)

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We three, we're all alone.

Living in a memory.

My echo, my shadow and me.

We three, we're not a crowd.

We're not even company.

My echo, my shadow and me.

What good is the moonlight, the sea...

We three.

We're all alone.

Seems like we're living in a memory.

That's my echo.

My shadow. And me.

Yes, but...

Dear Madam...

I just heated it up

water for tea.

Thank you for your hospitality.

You know, generally,

the door is slammed in my face.

Take off your shoes and come sit down.

- Do you mind?

- Let me guess.

You come to propose to me

a new range of vacuum cleaners?

- Will you have some sugar?

- No, not at all, madam.

- No sugar?

- Uh no, no vacuum cleaner.

But I'd like a spoonful of sugar.

THANKS.

Madam, if you will allow me?

No, no, no. Let me guess.

Reader Digest!

Reader Digest? Non.

Madam, I am...

No, no, no. I'll let you guess.

You know, since my poor friend died

Roger, I need a distraction.

- Do you have a dog?

- Are you a Jehovah's Witness?

Madam, let me...

Chut!

Let me guess,

let the suspense live a little longer.

Please do me a favor. I'll find it.

Do you have a family to support?

No, I'm not that lucky, madam.

You really have it all.

Elegant, well-mannered, witty.

Not like my Roger.

This old fellow doesn't

was only after my money.

Anyway. Where were we?

My name is Lucas, Lucas Moretti.

An Italian.

I love Italy, even though I haven't had

the chance to be taken there.

Not yet.

My name is Huguette,

Huguette de Maleville.

Ah!

I guessed right, you sell rocks.

I'm not interested.

It's an amethyst.

It was just a little gift for you

thank you for welcoming me into your home.

An amethyst, you will tell me so much.

Well thank you.

Do you know how to cut onions?

I will make my pasta for you

Bolognese style since you are Italian.

Madam, I wouldn't want to...

We don't back down.

You probably have

lots of things to sell and a long

working day ahead of you?

We must gather our strength.

You're not going to cut these off, are you?

onions without washing your hands.

You have to have the heart

well attached to you.

The heart is very raw.

- I beg your pardon?

- Let's go prepare this Bolognese.

Life is surprising sometimes.

You and I,

there are still complete strangers.

Today we are on the train

to prepare a bolognese together.

I admit that I did not imagine, while welding

at home, live such an experience.

Do you live alone in this house?

Yes, since my Roger died.

Oh, but I have a few visitors sometimes.

You have a dog or a cat, right?

I feel like an animal presence.

It's an old house, you know,

the creaking, the wood.

I sometimes feel like

that it's the ghost of my Roger.

But if I said that, I would be sent

very quickly to the old people's home.

- Do you want me to show you around?

- Yes, gladly.

And during our visit,

I finally guess what you have for sale.

Follow me closely

and don't lose sight of me.

You know, sometimes it happens to me

to lose myself for hours.

- Yet you spent your life there.

- Yes, as many years as candles.

And you never thought about leaving?

Where to go?

This house needs me, you know.

This piece is of no interest.

Huguette, why are you trying?

to hide the presence of animals from me

in this house?

You're just not listening to me.

I told you, I have a lovely baby.

Kid, come here my baby, she's a sweetheart.

- Do you have any pets?

- No, impossible to manage with my life.

No hunger, no animals.

Your life must be very sad.

My favorite room.

But what are you doing?

as such a demanding job?

I am...

Come on, Christian. Hey Roger.

My wife found her in the house.

That's four times this week.

This is no longer possible.

I'm sorry, I found a solution.

Solution, yes.

It's time to find a solution

because there, really,

it becomes unbearable.

Don't worry, Christian.

Okay, I'm not worried.

I'm not worried. It's easy to say.

Come on, I'll leave you. Courage.

Oh my Roger, you don't know it, you don't

I don't know..

Huguet

Lucas just slit his throat.

Lucas, please stay with me again.

me a little, at least for the Bolognese.

Huguette, this is divine. Bravo.

Well done to both of us.

It's a team effort.

How long does it take to cook?

Hmm, I would say, at a guess, about

four hours, but on a low heat, of course.

Four o'clock, you say?

A little wine?

Mmmh, I shouldn't.

Or just a background.

What did I tell you?

just now?

Sometimes you have to let go.

I'll catch it, I'll catch it.

You are right...

Whoa! I don't feel very well.

I'm going to clean up all this mess.

Well, well,

It seems the wine has done its job.

Come on, I'll put you in the room.

You know,

My life has not been a bed of roses.

When you come like me

of a large family, the things that we

imagined as a child and the disappointments

that we discover as we grow up

leave a sour taste in the mouth.

I stood up to my parents

to marry this Roger

who boasted to me of the earth.

It must be said that he was handsome

like a god.

And how well he spoke.

Years later, I finally

discovered who I was dealing with.

But it was too late.

- Too late for what, Huguette?

- I wish I was your age.

I said no to my privileges

and had no wealth other than

this house, so I was trapped.

And in a way,

I still am a little.

Exactly, Huguette.

If you need to refresh yourself,

I don't show you

the way to the bathroom.

Yes, Lucas. Is everything okay?

Have you been in contact with Huguette?

It looks complicated.

Did she understand?

that she had to leave the house?

As I was saying,

It's more complicated than expected.

I haven't succeeded yet

to tell him why I was there.

I know you know what you're doing,

but keep in mind

that we have to organize visits

as quickly as possible.

- So, don't beat around the bush.

- Yes, I hear you, Fanny, but...

Huguette?

Huguette?

If you can,

speak to the Lord in prayer.

Louleux, if you can't do it because

that you are not yet very advanced in

spiritual life, don't worry.

Lock yourself in your room

and put yourself in the presence of God.

He will see you, appreciate you

your presence and your silence.

Then he will speak to you, take you by

the hand, will pace in the

paths of this garden, this Garden of Eden...

Huguette? Is everything okay?

Lucas. My sweet Lucas.

One sentence shocked me as a child.

Remember you were born dust

and you will return to dust.

The priest.

I was scared, but Mother had the gift

to calm my demons.

She gave me this vial and promised me

that if every year I caught

dust to lock it in,

I would live forever.

How silly I was.

Before every Lent, I would grab a broom

to make a pile of dust for myself

to enclose it in a bottle.

And there you have my lifelong collection.

But you, with your airs

and your charm,

You came to throw me out.

You want to put me in the hospice

and sell my house?

I lie down and sleep.

Argh!

- Huh!

- Huuuuh!

Huguette?

I think you're ready now.

- Ready?

- Yes.

Let's have some tea, I'll explain.

Oh, my Lucas,

you have the words to speak to me.

Yes, let's go downstairs for tea.

You'll see, everything will be fine.

My dear Lucas.

I heard you earlier.

Ha!

They're all missing. Funny day.

Where to go?

Roger is dead. He asked for it.

It's a funny day.

Argos, Mommy is here. My baby.

I'm going to make some tea. Yes, good tea.

Kindness and love.

Aragoce, my baby! Dinner is served.

Hello, are you well?

on the answering machine of Lucas Moretti, medium,

soul ferryman and paranormal investigator.

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with a deceased person,

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