Jean de Florette
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:52:02
Maybe he'll raise our taxes!
:52:05
Is he staying long?
:52:06
I don't know. In any case,
he's fiixing up his house.

:52:10
- By himself?
- Yeah, with gloves on.

:52:13
Some farmer!
:52:15
A hunchback from Crespin,
hiding on the hill-- sounds fiishy.

:52:19
Leave him alone
and he won't bother us.

:52:22
- Maybe he's a spy!
- What'll he spy on, your chickpeas?

:52:35
Then he said, ''The Good Lord
sent us a sure loser!''

:52:39
Within six months he'll be gone.
:52:41
He claims he must succeed
in three years.

:52:43
Easier said than done.
:52:45
But it proves he's got money.
:52:48
Inherited money
burns a hole in your pocket.

:52:52
In six months he'll be broke
and we'll buy him out cheaply.

:52:56
Meanwhile, let's see what he does
with his Chinese squash...

:53:00
and his giant rabbits!
:53:05
Mmm! Smells like
she roasted some squab!


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