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SHOUTING IN DISTANCE | 0:00:44 | 0:00:48 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:00:58 | 0:01:00 | |
DOOR UNLOCKS | 0:01:03 | 0:01:05 | |
Quick. We can't hold them back much longer. | 0:01:14 | 0:01:17 | |
Hurry! | 0:01:20 | 0:01:22 | |
Come on! | 0:01:24 | 0:01:25 | |
Quick! | 0:01:34 | 0:01:35 | |
Faster! | 0:01:40 | 0:01:41 | |
THEY MURMUR | 0:01:48 | 0:01:50 | |
Open the doors. Come on, quickly! | 0:01:53 | 0:01:55 | |
CROWD SHOUTS AND JEERS | 0:01:58 | 0:02:01 | |
Just read them the sentence. | 0:02:21 | 0:02:24 | |
The sentence of the court is that in two days hence, | 0:02:27 | 0:02:32 | |
the perfumer journeyman Jean-Baptiste Grenouille | 0:02:32 | 0:02:35 | |
shall be bound to a wooden cross | 0:02:35 | 0:02:39 | |
with his face raised towards heaven... | 0:02:39 | 0:02:41 | |
..and whilst still alive, be dealt 12 blows with an iron rod... | 0:02:44 | 0:02:49 | |
..Breaking the joints of his arms... | 0:02:51 | 0:02:55 | |
..His shoulders... | 0:02:56 | 0:02:58 | |
..His hips... | 0:02:58 | 0:03:00 | |
..His legs! | 0:03:00 | 0:03:01 | |
He shall then be raised up to hang until dead, | 0:03:03 | 0:03:07 | |
and all customary acts of mercy are expressly forbidden the executioner. | 0:03:07 | 0:03:13 | |
'In 18th century France, | 0:03:22 | 0:03:24 | |
'there lived a man who was one of the most gifted and notorious | 0:03:24 | 0:03:28 | |
'personages of his time. | 0:03:28 | 0:03:30 | |
'His name was Jean-Baptiste Grenouille. | 0:03:30 | 0:03:34 | |
'And if his name has been forgotten today, | 0:03:34 | 0:03:36 | |
'it is for the sole reason that his entire ambition was restricted | 0:03:36 | 0:03:40 | |
'to a domain that leaves no trace in history...' | 0:03:40 | 0:03:44 | |
'To the fleeting realm of scent.' | 0:03:48 | 0:03:51 | |
HORSE NEIGHS | 0:03:57 | 0:03:59 | |
THUNDER RUMBLES | 0:04:00 | 0:04:02 | |
'In the period of which we speak, | 0:04:04 | 0:04:07 | |
'there reigned in the cities a stench barely conceivable | 0:04:07 | 0:04:10 | |
'to us modern men and women. | 0:04:10 | 0:04:12 | |
'Naturally, the stench was foulest in Paris, | 0:04:13 | 0:04:16 | |
'for Paris was the largest city in Europe. | 0:04:16 | 0:04:19 | |
'And nowhere in Paris was that stench more profoundly repugnant | 0:04:19 | 0:04:23 | |
'than in the city's fish market.' | 0:04:23 | 0:04:25 | |
Here we are. | 0:04:26 | 0:04:28 | |
I'll get another box. | 0:04:28 | 0:04:30 | |
'It was here, then, on the most putrid spot in the whole kingdom, | 0:04:30 | 0:04:35 | |
'that Jean-Baptiste Grenouille was born on the 17th of July 1738.' | 0:04:35 | 0:04:40 | |
Aaahhh! | 0:04:40 | 0:04:43 | |
SHE GROANS AND SCREAMS | 0:04:46 | 0:04:48 | |
SQUELCHING | 0:04:52 | 0:04:53 | |
'It was his mother's fifth birth. | 0:05:03 | 0:05:05 | |
'She delivered them all here, under her fish stand. | 0:05:05 | 0:05:08 | |
'And all had been stillbirths or semi-stillbirths.' | 0:05:08 | 0:05:11 | |
Are you all right? | 0:05:11 | 0:05:12 | |
'And by evening, the whole mess had been shovelled away | 0:05:12 | 0:05:16 | |
'with the fish guts into the river. | 0:05:16 | 0:05:18 | |
'It would be much the same today, | 0:05:18 | 0:05:21 | |
'but then, Jean-Baptiste chose differently.' | 0:05:21 | 0:05:26 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:05:50 | 0:05:52 | |
What's that noise? | 0:05:58 | 0:05:59 | |
-It's a baby! -What's going on here? | 0:06:01 | 0:06:04 | |
It's a newborn. | 0:06:07 | 0:06:08 | |
Where's his mother? | 0:06:08 | 0:06:11 | |
She was just here. | 0:06:11 | 0:06:13 | |
She tried to kill it, her own child. | 0:06:14 | 0:06:17 | |
She tried to kill her baby! | 0:06:17 | 0:06:19 | |
There! There she is! | 0:06:21 | 0:06:23 | |
-Stop! -Stop her! -Stop where you are! -Murderer! | 0:06:23 | 0:06:26 | |
'Thus, the first sound to escape Grenouille's lips | 0:06:26 | 0:06:30 | |
'sent his mother to the gallows.' | 0:06:30 | 0:06:32 | |
'And Jean-Baptiste, by official order, | 0:06:35 | 0:06:38 | |
'to the orphanage of Madame Gaillard.' | 0:06:38 | 0:06:41 | |
-How many today? -Four. Well, three and a half. | 0:06:45 | 0:06:49 | |
As usual, more dead than alive. | 0:06:53 | 0:06:56 | |
Oh, just take the money and sign. | 0:06:56 | 0:06:58 | |
Make room! | 0:07:06 | 0:07:08 | |
Where? | 0:07:08 | 0:07:10 | |
Move! | 0:07:10 | 0:07:11 | |
Go on! | 0:07:12 | 0:07:14 | |
Is it dead? | 0:07:24 | 0:07:26 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:07:39 | 0:07:40 | |
That's not staying in my bed. | 0:07:52 | 0:07:54 | |
Let's throw it out, then. | 0:07:54 | 0:07:56 | |
What if it screams? | 0:07:56 | 0:07:57 | |
Let's just kill him. | 0:07:58 | 0:08:00 | |
BABY CRIES | 0:08:08 | 0:08:09 | |
MUFFLED CRYING | 0:08:11 | 0:08:13 | |
Harder! Push! | 0:08:17 | 0:08:20 | |
What are you doing? | 0:08:21 | 0:08:23 | |
'For Madame Gaillard, | 0:08:31 | 0:08:33 | |
'Grenouille was a source of income just like any other. | 0:08:33 | 0:08:36 | |
'The children, however, sensed at once | 0:08:36 | 0:08:39 | |
'that there was something different about him.' | 0:08:39 | 0:08:42 | |
'By the age of five, Jean-Baptiste still could not talk. | 0:08:58 | 0:09:03 | |
'But he had been born with a talent that made him unique among mankind.' | 0:09:03 | 0:09:07 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:10:00 | 0:10:01 | |
'It was not that the other children hated him. | 0:10:07 | 0:10:11 | |
'They felt unnerved by him.' | 0:10:12 | 0:10:14 | |
'Increasingly, he became aware that his phenomenal sense of smell | 0:10:18 | 0:10:22 | |
'was a gift that had been given to him and him alone.' | 0:10:22 | 0:10:26 | |
When Jean-Baptiste did finally learn to speak, | 0:10:34 | 0:10:38 | |
he soon found that everyday language proved inadequate | 0:10:38 | 0:10:41 | |
for all the olfactory experiences accumulating within himself. | 0:10:41 | 0:10:45 | |
Wood. | 0:10:49 | 0:10:51 | |
Wormwood. | 0:10:56 | 0:10:58 | |
Grass. | 0:10:59 | 0:11:01 | |
Wet grass. | 0:11:01 | 0:11:03 | |
Stones. | 0:11:03 | 0:11:05 | |
Warm stones. | 0:11:05 | 0:11:07 | |
Water. | 0:11:09 | 0:11:11 | |
Cold water. | 0:11:12 | 0:11:14 | |
Frog. | 0:11:20 | 0:11:22 | |
Wet stones. | 0:11:24 | 0:11:26 | |
Big, wet, frog stones. | 0:11:26 | 0:11:30 | |
Something... | 0:11:31 | 0:11:34 | |
Something, something. | 0:11:34 | 0:11:39 | |
'By the age of 13, | 0:11:39 | 0:11:41 | |
'Madame Gaillard no longer had room for Jean-Baptiste | 0:11:41 | 0:11:44 | |
'and therefore decided to sell him.' | 0:11:44 | 0:11:46 | |
Come on! | 0:11:46 | 0:11:47 | |
Ten francs. | 0:11:50 | 0:11:52 | |
'From his first breath of the odour enveloping this man...' | 0:11:53 | 0:11:57 | |
Seven. And not one sou more. | 0:11:57 | 0:11:59 | |
'..Grenouille knew that his life in Grimal's tannery | 0:11:59 | 0:12:02 | |
'would be worth precisely as much as the work he could accomplish.' | 0:12:02 | 0:12:05 | |
'Unfortunately for Madame Gaillard...' | 0:12:08 | 0:12:11 | |
'..The bargain was short-lived.' | 0:12:14 | 0:12:17 | |
'Life expectancy in the tannery was a mere five years. | 0:12:22 | 0:12:27 | |
'But Jean-Baptiste proved to be as tough as a resilient bacterium. | 0:12:27 | 0:12:31 | |
'He adjusted to his new fate | 0:12:31 | 0:12:33 | |
'and became a paragon of docility and diligence, | 0:12:33 | 0:12:36 | |
'slaved 15, 16 hours a day summer and winter.' | 0:12:36 | 0:12:40 | |
'Gradually, he became aware of a world beyond the tannery | 0:12:41 | 0:12:46 | |
'where a utopia of unexplored smells lay in store for him.' | 0:12:46 | 0:12:51 | |
Grenouille! | 0:13:14 | 0:13:15 | |
Come with us. | 0:13:18 | 0:13:20 | |
I'm taking you to town for delivery. | 0:13:20 | 0:13:23 | |
'Jean-Baptiste Grenouille had triumphed. | 0:13:23 | 0:13:26 | |
'He was alive. | 0:13:26 | 0:13:28 | |
'And at last, he was in his element.' | 0:13:28 | 0:13:32 | |
'He was not choosy.' | 0:14:09 | 0:14:11 | |
'He did not differentiate between what are commonly considered to be good smells from bad. | 0:14:12 | 0:14:18 | |
'At least, not yet.' | 0:14:18 | 0:14:20 | |
'He was very greedy.' | 0:14:22 | 0:14:24 | |
'The goal was to possess everything the world had to offer | 0:14:25 | 0:14:30 | |
'in the way of odours. | 0:14:30 | 0:14:31 | |
'His only condition being that they were new ones.' | 0:14:31 | 0:14:35 | |
'Thousands upon thousands of odours formed an invisible gruel | 0:14:38 | 0:14:42 | |
'which he dissected into its smallest | 0:14:42 | 0:14:44 | |
'and most remote parts and pieces.' | 0:14:44 | 0:14:46 | |
Grenouille! | 0:15:02 | 0:15:04 | |
Come on! | 0:15:07 | 0:15:08 | |
Get your arse over here. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:13 | |
He wants 2,000 skins by next week. Can you do that? | 0:15:16 | 0:15:19 | |
Yeah. | 0:15:19 | 0:15:21 | |
What is it called? | 0:16:25 | 0:16:27 | |
Amour and Psyche, madame. | 0:16:27 | 0:16:28 | |
My latest creation. | 0:16:28 | 0:16:30 | |
May I try it? | 0:16:31 | 0:16:33 | |
If you'll allow me, mademoiselle. | 0:16:33 | 0:16:35 | |
Sheer heaven. | 0:16:43 | 0:16:45 | |
Monsieur Pelissier, you are truly an artiste. | 0:16:47 | 0:16:51 | |
What do you want? | 0:19:13 | 0:19:15 | |
Want to buy some? | 0:19:23 | 0:19:25 | |
Two for a sou. | 0:19:38 | 0:19:40 | |
FIREWORK EXPLODES | 0:19:58 | 0:19:59 | |
Ahhhh... | 0:22:23 | 0:22:24 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:22:26 | 0:22:27 | |
< Come on! | 0:22:45 | 0:22:47 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:24:04 | 0:24:06 | |
Next time you run off like that, | 0:25:37 | 0:25:40 | |
I'll kill yer! | 0:25:40 | 0:25:41 | |
'That night, he could not sleep. | 0:25:44 | 0:25:48 | |
'The intoxicating power of the girl's scent | 0:25:48 | 0:25:51 | |
suddenly made it clear to him | 0:25:51 | 0:25:53 | |
'why he had come to his own life so tenaciously, so savagely. | 0:25:53 | 0:25:57 | |
'The meaning and purpose of his miserable existence | 0:25:57 | 0:26:01 | |
'had a higher destiny. | 0:26:01 | 0:26:03 | |
'He would learn how to preserve scent | 0:26:04 | 0:26:07 | |
'so that never again would he lose such sublime beauty.' | 0:26:07 | 0:26:11 | |
'There were about a dozen perfumers in Paris in those days. | 0:26:34 | 0:26:39 | |
'One of them, the once-celebrated Italian perfumer Giuseppe Baldini, | 0:26:39 | 0:26:43 | |
'had set up shop in the centre of the bridge called the Pont au Change | 0:26:43 | 0:26:47 | |
'on his arrival in Paris over 30 years ago. | 0:26:47 | 0:26:50 | |
'To be sure, at one time in his youth, | 0:26:50 | 0:26:53 | |
'Baldini had created several truly great perfumes, | 0:26:53 | 0:26:56 | |
'to which he owed his fortune.' | 0:26:56 | 0:26:58 | |
'But now Baldini was out of touch, out of fashion, | 0:27:00 | 0:27:05 | |
'and spent his days waiting for customers that no longer came.' | 0:27:05 | 0:27:09 | |
-Chenier! There you are! -Monsieur Baldini. -Put on your wig. | 0:27:10 | 0:27:14 | |
Put on your wig! | 0:27:14 | 0:27:16 | |
You going out? | 0:27:18 | 0:27:19 | |
I wish to retire to my study for a few hours | 0:27:19 | 0:27:22 | |
and do not want to be disturbed under any circumstances. | 0:27:22 | 0:27:25 | |
-Will you be creating a new perfume, Monsieur Baldini? -Correct. | 0:27:25 | 0:27:28 | |
For Count Verhamont. | 0:27:28 | 0:27:29 | |
He's asked for something like... | 0:27:29 | 0:27:32 | |
I think he said it was called Amour and Psyche. | 0:27:32 | 0:27:35 | |
That swindler in the rue Saint Andre des Arts... | 0:27:35 | 0:27:38 | |
-Pelissier... -Pelissier! | 0:27:38 | 0:27:41 | |
That's him. Ha! | 0:27:41 | 0:27:44 | |
Amour and Psyche! | 0:27:44 | 0:27:45 | |
HE LAUGHS | 0:27:45 | 0:27:47 | |
Do you know it? | 0:27:49 | 0:27:50 | |
Oh, yes. You can smell it everywhere these days, monsieur. | 0:27:50 | 0:27:53 | |
-Hm. -On every street corner. | 0:27:53 | 0:27:56 | |
In fact, I just purchased you a sample. | 0:27:56 | 0:27:59 | |
In case you wanted to test it. | 0:28:02 | 0:28:04 | |
What on earth makes you think I'd be interested in testing it? | 0:28:07 | 0:28:10 | |
You're right. It's nothing special. | 0:28:12 | 0:28:15 | |
Actually, it's a very common scent. | 0:28:15 | 0:28:17 | |
I believe the head chord contains lime oil. | 0:28:17 | 0:28:21 | |
Really? | 0:28:22 | 0:28:24 | |
And the heart chord? | 0:28:24 | 0:28:26 | |
Orange blossom, I believe. | 0:28:26 | 0:28:29 | |
And civet in the base chord, but I cannot say for sure. | 0:28:29 | 0:28:33 | |
Well, I couldn't care less what that bungler Pelissier slops into his perfumes. | 0:28:33 | 0:28:37 | |
Naturally not, monsieur. | 0:28:37 | 0:28:39 | |
And I am thinking of creating something for Count Verhamont | 0:28:39 | 0:28:43 | |
that will cause a veritable sensation. | 0:28:43 | 0:28:46 | |
I'm sure it will, Monsieur Baldini. | 0:28:46 | 0:28:48 | |
Take charge of the shop, Chenier. | 0:28:50 | 0:28:52 | |
And don't let anyone come near me. | 0:28:52 | 0:28:53 | |
Inspiration requires peace and tranquillity. | 0:28:53 | 0:28:57 | |
Vanessa! Fazzoletti. | 0:28:57 | 0:29:01 | |
Ecco i fazzoletti. | 0:29:30 | 0:29:31 | |
Grazie. Grazie. Grazie. | 0:29:31 | 0:29:33 | |
Is there anything else you need? | 0:29:36 | 0:29:39 | |
Inspiration, perhaps. | 0:29:39 | 0:29:41 | |
-Ah, my Giuseppe! -Ah. | 0:29:41 | 0:29:45 | |
-You are still the great perfumer Baldini. -Mm. | 0:29:45 | 0:29:48 | |
RUMBLING | 0:29:57 | 0:30:00 | |
Bellissimo. | 0:30:40 | 0:30:41 | |
Wonderful. | 0:30:41 | 0:30:44 | |
He did it again. | 0:30:47 | 0:30:48 | |
Hm. Lime oil. | 0:30:53 | 0:30:55 | |
Yes, indeed. | 0:30:55 | 0:30:57 | |
Orange blossom, to be sure. | 0:31:00 | 0:31:03 | |
And a hint of cloves, perhaps? | 0:31:07 | 0:31:09 | |
No. | 0:31:11 | 0:31:13 | |
Or could be cinnamon. | 0:31:14 | 0:31:16 | |
It's gone. | 0:31:17 | 0:31:19 | |
Cinnamon. | 0:31:23 | 0:31:24 | |
It's not cinnamon. | 0:31:24 | 0:31:26 | |
Ah! | 0:31:28 | 0:31:30 | |
Cloves. | 0:31:30 | 0:31:31 | |
No. | 0:31:31 | 0:31:33 | |
Musk? | 0:31:33 | 0:31:34 | |
No. | 0:31:34 | 0:31:35 | |
Ach! | 0:31:35 | 0:31:36 | |
SNORING | 0:31:47 | 0:31:48 | |
KNOCK ON DOOR | 0:31:51 | 0:31:52 | |
KNOCK ON DOOR | 0:31:59 | 0:32:00 | |
Who's there? | 0:32:14 | 0:32:15 | |
I'm from Grimal's tannery. | 0:32:15 | 0:32:17 | |
I've brung the goatskins you ordered. | 0:32:20 | 0:32:22 | |
Follow me. | 0:32:28 | 0:32:30 | |
This way. | 0:32:35 | 0:32:36 | |
There. | 0:33:08 | 0:33:11 | |
Leave them there. | 0:33:11 | 0:33:12 | |
Tell your master that the skins are fine. | 0:33:19 | 0:33:22 | |
I'll come by in the next few days and pay for them. | 0:33:22 | 0:33:26 | |
Yes, monsieur. | 0:33:26 | 0:33:29 | |
You want to make this leather smell good, don't you? | 0:33:34 | 0:33:38 | |
Why, of course. And so it shall. | 0:33:38 | 0:33:40 | |
With Amour and Psyche by Pelissier? | 0:33:40 | 0:33:43 | |
Whatever gave you the absurd idea I would use someone else's perfume? | 0:33:47 | 0:33:51 | |
It's all over you. | 0:33:51 | 0:33:53 | |
It's on your forehead, your nose, your hands. | 0:33:53 | 0:33:56 | |
It's bad, Amour and Psyche is, master. | 0:33:56 | 0:33:58 | |
There's too much rosemary in it, and too much of... | 0:33:58 | 0:34:01 | |
That and that. | 0:34:02 | 0:34:04 | |
Bergamot. | 0:34:07 | 0:34:09 | |
And patchouli. | 0:34:09 | 0:34:10 | |
P... | 0:34:10 | 0:34:12 | |
Patchouli... | 0:34:12 | 0:34:13 | |
Patchou... | 0:34:13 | 0:34:15 | |
What else? | 0:34:20 | 0:34:21 | |
That and that. | 0:34:24 | 0:34:25 | |
That and that. | 0:34:27 | 0:34:29 | |
Orange blossom. | 0:34:38 | 0:34:39 | |
Lime. | 0:34:41 | 0:34:42 | |
Musk. | 0:34:42 | 0:34:44 | |
Rosemary. | 0:34:44 | 0:34:46 | |
And cloves. | 0:34:48 | 0:34:50 | |
And this. | 0:34:50 | 0:34:52 | |
Storax? | 0:34:59 | 0:35:01 | |
That's in it, too. | 0:35:01 | 0:35:02 | |
-Storax. -Storax. | 0:35:02 | 0:35:03 | |
-Storax. -Storax. | 0:35:03 | 0:35:05 | |
You have, it appears, a fine nose, young man. But... | 0:35:11 | 0:35:14 | |
My nose knows all the smells in the world. It's the best nose in Paris. | 0:35:14 | 0:35:18 | |
-Only I don't know the names. I need to learn the names, learn them all. -No! No! No! Basta! | 0:35:18 | 0:35:23 | |
You don't interrupt me when I'm speaking. | 0:35:23 | 0:35:24 | |
You're both impertinent and insolent! | 0:35:24 | 0:35:27 | |
Even I don't know every scent. | 0:35:27 | 0:35:29 | |
I have, of course, known for some time the ingredients of Amour and Psyche. | 0:35:31 | 0:35:35 | |
But all it needs to find that out is a passably fine nose, nothing else. | 0:35:35 | 0:35:40 | |
But it needs the craft of a true perfumer | 0:35:41 | 0:35:45 | |
to detect the exact formula - | 0:35:45 | 0:35:47 | |
which notes, which chords | 0:35:47 | 0:35:49 | |
and in what precise measurements. | 0:35:49 | 0:35:52 | |
Could you tell me the exact formula of Amour and Psyche? Hm? | 0:35:52 | 0:35:57 | |
Best nose in Paris? | 0:35:59 | 0:36:00 | |
Speak up! | 0:36:05 | 0:36:06 | |
You see, you can't, can you? | 0:36:06 | 0:36:10 | |
And I'll tell you why. | 0:36:10 | 0:36:12 | |
Because talent means next to nothing! | 0:36:12 | 0:36:15 | |
While experience, acquired in humility, | 0:36:17 | 0:36:20 | |
and hard work, means everything. | 0:36:20 | 0:36:23 | |
I don't... | 0:36:27 | 0:36:28 | |
I don't know what a formula is. | 0:36:28 | 0:36:30 | |
But I can make Amour and Psyche for you now. | 0:36:30 | 0:36:33 | |
Ah! And you think I'll just let you slop around in my laboratory | 0:36:33 | 0:36:37 | |
with essential oils that are worth a fortune? You! | 0:36:37 | 0:36:40 | |
Yes. | 0:36:40 | 0:36:42 | |
Now pay attention! | 0:36:42 | 0:36:45 | |
What is your name, anyway? | 0:36:47 | 0:36:49 | |
Jean-Baptiste Grenouille. | 0:36:51 | 0:36:52 | |
Mm-hm. Mm-hm, mm-hm. | 0:36:52 | 0:36:55 | |
Very well, Jean-Baptiste Grenouille... | 0:36:55 | 0:36:57 | |
You shall have the opportunity now, at this very moment, to prove your assertion. | 0:36:59 | 0:37:02 | |
Your grandiose failure will also be an opportunity for you to learn the virtue of humility. | 0:37:02 | 0:37:07 | |
How much do you want me to make? | 0:37:07 | 0:37:09 | |
How much of what? | 0:37:09 | 0:37:10 | |
-How much Amour and Psyche do you want? -Huh? | 0:37:10 | 0:37:13 | |
Shall I fill this flask? | 0:37:15 | 0:37:16 | |
No! You shall not! | 0:37:16 | 0:37:18 | |
You may fill this one. | 0:37:28 | 0:37:29 | |
Yes, master. | 0:37:29 | 0:37:30 | |
-But, Master Baldini... -Hm? | 0:37:33 | 0:37:36 | |
You must let me do it in my own way. | 0:37:36 | 0:37:38 | |
As you please. | 0:37:38 | 0:37:41 | |
No! Don't drop that! That's pure alcohol! | 0:37:46 | 0:37:49 | |
You want to blow up the entire building? | 0:37:49 | 0:37:51 | |
You have to measure it first. | 0:37:54 | 0:37:55 | |
Stop! Stop it! That's enough! | 0:38:42 | 0:38:44 | |
Basta! You know nothing. | 0:38:44 | 0:38:47 | |
Essential oils are always to be mixed first then the alcohol added. | 0:38:47 | 0:38:52 | |
And never, ever this perfume to be shaken like that. | 0:38:52 | 0:38:55 | |
I must've been insane to listen to your asinine gibberish. | 0:38:55 | 0:38:59 | |
It's all done. | 0:39:00 | 0:39:03 | |
Mamma mia. | 0:39:31 | 0:39:32 | |
This is Amour and Psyche. | 0:39:46 | 0:39:49 | |
But it's not a good perfume, master. | 0:39:49 | 0:39:51 | |
If you let me again, master, I'll make it more better. | 0:39:53 | 0:39:57 | |
Now it's a really good perfume. | 0:41:08 | 0:41:11 | |
Hm. | 0:41:11 | 0:41:13 | |
Don't you want to smell it, master? | 0:41:17 | 0:41:19 | |
I'm not in the mood to test it now. | 0:41:19 | 0:41:21 | |
I have other things on my mind. Go now. | 0:41:21 | 0:41:24 | |
-But, master... -Go now! | 0:41:26 | 0:41:28 | |
Can I come to work for you, master? Can I? | 0:41:42 | 0:41:46 | |
Er, let me think about it. | 0:41:47 | 0:41:49 | |
Master! | 0:41:49 | 0:41:51 | |
I have to learn how to keep smell. | 0:41:51 | 0:41:54 | |
What? | 0:41:55 | 0:41:57 | |
Can you teach me that? | 0:41:57 | 0:42:00 | |
I shall have to think about it. Now go. | 0:42:01 | 0:42:03 | |
Ahhh... | 0:42:23 | 0:42:24 | |
I love you. | 0:42:47 | 0:42:48 | |
I'll give you 50 francs for him. | 0:42:55 | 0:42:58 | |
Grenouille! | 0:43:04 | 0:43:06 | |
'Grimal's transaction had a profound effect on all three parties...' | 0:43:06 | 0:43:11 | |
Hey, watch out! | 0:43:11 | 0:43:12 | |
'Not least upon Monsieur Grimal himself.' | 0:43:14 | 0:43:18 | |
'As for Giuseppe Baldini, the acquisition of Grenouille | 0:43:20 | 0:43:24 | |
'miraculously transformed his dwindling business, | 0:43:24 | 0:43:27 | |
'even surpassing its former glory.' | 0:43:27 | 0:43:29 | |
'While at last, for Jean-Baptiste, | 0:43:37 | 0:43:39 | |
'the mysterious secrets of the perfumer's craft began to unfold.' | 0:43:39 | 0:43:44 | |
Now, pay careful attention to what I tell you. | 0:43:49 | 0:43:53 | |
Just like a musical chord, a perfume cord contains four essences, | 0:43:53 | 0:43:57 | |
or notes, carefully selected for their harmonic affinity. | 0:43:57 | 0:44:01 | |
Each perfume contains three chords, the head, the heart and the base, | 0:44:01 | 0:44:06 | |
necessitating 12 notes in all. | 0:44:06 | 0:44:09 | |
The head chord contains the first impression, | 0:44:09 | 0:44:13 | |
lasting a few minutes, before giving way to the heart chord, | 0:44:13 | 0:44:16 | |
the theme of the perfume, lasting several hours. | 0:44:16 | 0:44:20 | |
Finally, the base chord, the trail of the perfume, | 0:44:20 | 0:44:25 | |
lasting several days. | 0:44:25 | 0:44:27 | |
Mind you, the Ancient Egyptians believed | 0:44:31 | 0:44:33 | |
that one can only create a truly original perfume | 0:44:33 | 0:44:36 | |
by adding an extra note, | 0:44:36 | 0:44:38 | |
one final essence that will ring out and dominate the others. | 0:44:38 | 0:44:45 | |
Legend has it that an amphora was once found in a pharaoh's tomb | 0:44:46 | 0:44:51 | |
and when it was opened, | 0:44:51 | 0:44:53 | |
a perfume was released after all those thousands of years, | 0:44:53 | 0:44:58 | |
a perfume of such subtle beauty and yet such power | 0:44:58 | 0:45:02 | |
that for one single moment, | 0:45:02 | 0:45:05 | |
every person on earth believed they were in paradise. | 0:45:05 | 0:45:09 | |
12 essences could be identified. | 0:45:11 | 0:45:14 | |
But the 13th, | 0:45:14 | 0:45:16 | |
the vital one... | 0:45:16 | 0:45:18 | |
..Could never be determined. | 0:45:20 | 0:45:22 | |
Why not? | 0:45:23 | 0:45:24 | |
"Why not?" What do you mean, "Why not?" | 0:45:26 | 0:45:30 | |
Because it's a legend, numbskull. | 0:45:30 | 0:45:33 | |
What's a legend? | 0:45:33 | 0:45:35 | |
Never mind. | 0:45:37 | 0:45:39 | |
Jean-Baptiste? Jean-Baptiste? | 0:46:19 | 0:46:21 | |
What's the matter? | 0:46:27 | 0:46:29 | |
Master, I have to learn how to capture scent. | 0:46:29 | 0:46:33 | |
What are you talking about? | 0:46:35 | 0:46:37 | |
I have to learn how to capture a scent and 'reprose' it for ever. | 0:46:37 | 0:46:41 | |
You mean 'preserve'. | 0:46:41 | 0:46:43 | |
You have to teach me that. | 0:46:43 | 0:46:45 | |
All right, calm down, my boy. Hm? Calm down. | 0:46:45 | 0:46:49 | |
We have work to do. | 0:46:49 | 0:46:51 | |
The soul of beings is their scent. | 0:46:51 | 0:46:55 | |
You said that, master. | 0:46:56 | 0:46:58 | |
Did I? | 0:46:59 | 0:47:00 | |
I will make you as many perfumes as you want. | 0:47:00 | 0:47:03 | |
But you have to teach me how to capture the smell of all things. | 0:47:03 | 0:47:08 | |
Can you do that? | 0:47:08 | 0:47:10 | |
Well, naturally. | 0:47:11 | 0:47:13 | |
Then teach me everything you know. | 0:47:13 | 0:47:15 | |
And I'll make you the best perfume in the whole world. | 0:47:18 | 0:47:21 | |
Imagine, Jean-Baptiste, | 0:47:38 | 0:47:40 | |
10,000 roses to produce one single ounce of essential oil. | 0:47:40 | 0:47:47 | |
That's the last of 'em! | 0:47:47 | 0:47:49 | |
Now, keep the air flowing, or the bottom petals will begin to stew, | 0:47:49 | 0:47:54 | |
while I set up the alembic. | 0:47:54 | 0:47:56 | |
And take care not to damage them. | 0:47:56 | 0:47:58 | |
We have to let them go to their deaths with their scent intact. | 0:47:58 | 0:48:01 | |
Perfect! | 0:48:19 | 0:48:21 | |
Now help me with the boar's head. | 0:48:21 | 0:48:23 | |
Temperature is vital. | 0:48:36 | 0:48:37 | |
When the quicksilver is here, | 0:48:37 | 0:48:39 | |
the heat is precisely correct and the oil will gradually rise. | 0:48:39 | 0:48:44 | |
Note that this mechanism is a remarkable invention | 0:48:44 | 0:48:49 | |
of my own devising. | 0:48:49 | 0:48:51 | |
You will observe how cold water is pumped through here, | 0:48:51 | 0:48:56 | |
allowing the essence to condense here, | 0:48:56 | 0:49:02 | |
until it finally... | 0:49:02 | 0:49:05 | |
appears... | 0:49:05 | 0:49:06 | |
..here. | 0:49:08 | 0:49:10 | |
Of course, out on the hillside above Grasse, | 0:49:10 | 0:49:14 | |
we had only to bellow pure fresh air. | 0:49:14 | 0:49:17 | |
Ah, Grasse! | 0:49:17 | 0:49:19 | |
What a town. | 0:49:19 | 0:49:21 | |
The Rome of scents. | 0:49:22 | 0:49:25 | |
The Promised Land of perfume. | 0:49:25 | 0:49:28 | |
No man can rightly call himself a perfumer | 0:49:30 | 0:49:34 | |
unless he has proved his worth in that hallowed place. | 0:49:34 | 0:49:38 | |
RUMBLING | 0:49:38 | 0:49:40 | |
Not to worry! | 0:49:40 | 0:49:42 | |
It happens all the time. | 0:49:42 | 0:49:43 | |
To Grasse. | 0:49:45 | 0:49:47 | |
Master! | 0:50:03 | 0:50:04 | |
Look. | 0:50:05 | 0:50:06 | |
The very soul of the rose. | 0:50:12 | 0:50:14 | |
SNORING | 0:50:54 | 0:50:55 | |
CREAKING | 0:50:57 | 0:50:58 | |
EXPLOSION | 0:50:59 | 0:51:01 | |
SCREAMING | 0:51:01 | 0:51:03 | |
Jean-Baptiste! | 0:51:06 | 0:51:07 | |
What's wrong? | 0:51:10 | 0:51:11 | |
Jean-Baptiste? | 0:51:13 | 0:51:15 | |
What have you done? | 0:51:17 | 0:51:19 | |
-You lied. -What? | 0:51:19 | 0:51:21 | |
You lied to me. | 0:51:21 | 0:51:24 | |
How dare you talk to me like that! | 0:51:24 | 0:51:26 | |
You said I could capture the scent of anything. | 0:51:28 | 0:51:31 | |
And so you can! | 0:51:31 | 0:51:33 | |
What do you smell? | 0:51:37 | 0:51:39 | |
What do you smell? | 0:51:39 | 0:51:41 | |
Nothing. | 0:51:46 | 0:51:47 | |
What were you expecting to smell? | 0:51:50 | 0:51:52 | |
Glass. | 0:51:52 | 0:51:54 | |
But glass doesn't smell. | 0:51:55 | 0:51:56 | |
Of course it does. What's this? | 0:51:56 | 0:51:58 | |
I don't smell a thing. | 0:52:03 | 0:52:04 | |
-Basta! -It should smell like copper! | 0:52:06 | 0:52:08 | |
Enough! | 0:52:08 | 0:52:09 | |
You were trying to distil the smell of copper? | 0:52:12 | 0:52:15 | |
Iron? Glass? Copper? | 0:52:15 | 0:52:18 | |
What else did you try? | 0:52:22 | 0:52:24 | |
No?! | 0:52:28 | 0:52:29 | |
Madonna mia, have you gone completely insane? | 0:52:29 | 0:52:33 | |
You told me I had to experiment. | 0:52:33 | 0:52:36 | |
Experiment? | 0:52:36 | 0:52:38 | |
Experiment? | 0:52:38 | 0:52:40 | |
With a cat?! | 0:52:40 | 0:52:41 | |
What kind of a human being are you? | 0:52:44 | 0:52:46 | |
Don't you know anything? | 0:52:46 | 0:52:49 | |
You can no more distil the scent of a cat | 0:52:49 | 0:52:51 | |
than you can distil the scent of you or me! | 0:52:51 | 0:52:53 | |
I can't? | 0:53:03 | 0:53:04 | |
Of course not! | 0:53:04 | 0:53:07 | |
He is in stadio ultimo. | 0:53:13 | 0:53:15 | |
-What? -He's dying. -Is there nothing you can do? | 0:53:15 | 0:53:18 | |
I fear not. | 0:53:18 | 0:53:20 | |
No! He cannot die. | 0:53:20 | 0:53:22 | |
Well, the fee is 50 francs. | 0:53:22 | 0:53:24 | |
50 francs? You charlatan! | 0:53:24 | 0:53:26 | |
Oh, dear, Jean-Baptiste! | 0:53:31 | 0:53:35 | |
You cannot do this to me. | 0:53:36 | 0:53:38 | |
Please, don't die on me. | 0:53:38 | 0:53:41 | |
Not now, not yet! | 0:53:41 | 0:53:43 | |
Is there... | 0:53:54 | 0:53:56 | |
..any other way... | 0:53:59 | 0:54:02 | |
..to preserve smell besides distilling? | 0:54:03 | 0:54:06 | |
Jean-Baptiste! | 0:54:06 | 0:54:08 | |
Is there, master? | 0:54:13 | 0:54:14 | |
Well, yes, I... I believe there is. | 0:54:15 | 0:54:18 | |
What is it? | 0:54:20 | 0:54:22 | |
It is known as the mysterious art of enfleurage. | 0:54:24 | 0:54:28 | |
Can you teach me? | 0:54:30 | 0:54:32 | |
Not even I am intimate with its secrets. | 0:54:34 | 0:54:38 | |
But could I learn it in Grasse? | 0:54:40 | 0:54:43 | |
Ah, well... | 0:54:43 | 0:54:46 | |
Could I? | 0:54:46 | 0:54:47 | |
Where else but in Grasse? | 0:54:52 | 0:54:55 | |
'Within a week, Grenouille was well again. | 0:55:01 | 0:55:04 | |
'But in order to travel to Grasse and find a job, | 0:55:04 | 0:55:07 | |
'he needed a journeyman's papers. | 0:55:07 | 0:55:09 | |
'Baldini agreed to provide them | 0:55:09 | 0:55:11 | |
'on condition that Grenouille left him not less | 0:55:11 | 0:55:14 | |
'than 100 formulas for new perfumes. | 0:55:14 | 0:55:18 | |
'Grenouille did not mind. | 0:55:18 | 0:55:20 | |
'He could have given him a thousand. | 0:55:20 | 0:55:22 | |
'The morning of Grenouille's departure, Baldini was pleased. | 0:55:27 | 0:55:32 | |
'At last he felt rewarded for his many years of hard work. | 0:55:32 | 0:55:36 | |
'He could not remember a happier day. | 0:55:36 | 0:55:39 | |
'Deeply satisfied, he went back to sleep | 0:55:39 | 0:55:43 | |
'and awoke no more in this life.' | 0:55:43 | 0:55:45 | |
'With every step Grenouille took away from the city, | 0:56:04 | 0:56:07 | |
'the happier he felt. | 0:56:07 | 0:56:09 | |
'The air above him grew clearer, purer, cleaner. | 0:56:09 | 0:56:14 | |
'And at last he was able to breathe freely. | 0:56:14 | 0:56:17 | |
'There were two ways to reach Grasse. | 0:56:20 | 0:56:22 | |
'The first followed the winding road through the villages, | 0:56:24 | 0:56:27 | |
'while the second led straight across the hills and mountains, | 0:56:27 | 0:56:31 | |
'down into Provence. | 0:56:31 | 0:56:33 | |
'The choice was quite easy.' | 0:56:33 | 0:56:35 | |
'Thus, his nose led him ever higher, ever further from mankind, | 0:56:39 | 0:56:44 | |
'ever more towards the magnetic pole of the greatest possible solitude.' | 0:56:44 | 0:56:49 | |
'Grenouille needed a moment to believe | 0:57:26 | 0:57:29 | |
'that he had actually found a spot on earth | 0:57:29 | 0:57:32 | |
'where scent was almost absent. | 0:57:32 | 0:57:34 | |
'Spread all around lay nothing but the tranquil scent of dead stone.' | 0:57:39 | 0:57:44 | |
'There was something sacred about this place.' | 0:57:46 | 0:57:49 | |
'No longer distracted by anything external, | 0:57:53 | 0:57:57 | |
'he was finally able to bask in his own existence. | 0:57:57 | 0:58:00 | |
'And found it splendid.' | 0:58:02 | 0:58:04 | |
'After a while, he almost forgot his plans and obsessions. | 0:58:12 | 0:58:17 | |
'And indeed, might have done so altogether.' | 0:58:18 | 0:58:21 | |
Hello? | 0:58:36 | 0:58:37 | |
Hello? | 0:58:40 | 0:58:41 | |
Hello? | 0:58:45 | 0:58:47 | |
'There were a thousand smells in his clothes, | 0:59:04 | 0:59:06 | |
'the smell of sand, stone, moss. | 0:59:06 | 0:59:09 | |
'Even the smell of the sausage he'd eaten weeks ago. | 0:59:09 | 0:59:12 | |
'Only one smell was not there.' | 0:59:12 | 0:59:14 | |
'His own.' | 0:59:17 | 0:59:19 | |
HE SNIFFS | 0:59:44 | 0:59:46 | |
'For the first time in his life, | 0:59:55 | 0:59:56 | |
'Grenouille realised that he had no smell of his own.' | 0:59:56 | 0:59:59 | |
'He realised that all his life he had been a nobody to everyone.' | 1:00:01 | 1:00:05 | |
'What he now felt was the fear of his own oblivion. | 1:00:06 | 1:00:10 | |
'It was as though | 1:00:10 | 1:00:12 | |
'he did not exist.' | 1:00:12 | 1:00:14 | |
'By the first light of next morning, Grenouille had a new plan. | 1:00:19 | 1:00:24 | |
'He must continue his journey to Grasse. | 1:00:24 | 1:00:27 | |
'There he would teach the world not only that he existed, | 1:00:27 | 1:00:31 | |
'that he was someone, but that he was exceptional. | 1:00:31 | 1:00:35 | |
'And with this decision, | 1:00:39 | 1:00:41 | |
'it seemed that the gods had at last begun to smile on him.' | 1:00:41 | 1:00:45 | |
Go on. | 1:02:03 | 1:02:05 | |
Laura? | 1:05:01 | 1:05:03 | |
Laura? | 1:05:09 | 1:05:11 | |
Coming, Papa. | 1:05:12 | 1:05:14 | |
Ah! | 1:05:45 | 1:05:46 | |
Haven't seen you here before. | 1:05:49 | 1:05:51 | |
It's my first season. | 1:05:53 | 1:05:55 | |
Picking together is always more fun. | 1:05:56 | 1:05:58 | |
They say you pick everything you find. | 1:05:59 | 1:06:01 | |
Idiot! | 1:06:44 | 1:06:45 | |
How many times have I told you not to cram the blossoms in | 1:06:45 | 1:06:48 | |
like you're stuffing a chicken? | 1:06:48 | 1:06:50 | |
Watch how Grenouille does it. | 1:06:51 | 1:06:53 | |
Look how skilfully he handles them. | 1:06:56 | 1:06:57 | |
The whole art of enfleurage is to allow the flowers to die slowly, | 1:06:57 | 1:07:01 | |
in their sleep, as it were. | 1:07:01 | 1:07:03 | |
Handle them as you would a lady. | 1:07:03 | 1:07:06 | |
Wouldn't you agree with me, Druot? | 1:07:06 | 1:07:08 | |
If you say so, madame. | 1:07:08 | 1:07:10 | |
You! | 1:07:11 | 1:07:13 | |
Check the jonquil blossoms. | 1:07:13 | 1:07:15 | |
They need more time. | 1:07:18 | 1:07:20 | |
Do what I say. | 1:07:23 | 1:07:24 | |
Stop it. | 1:08:07 | 1:08:09 | |
I'm not in the mood. | 1:08:09 | 1:08:10 | |
Are you sure? | 1:08:10 | 1:08:11 | |
Of course I'm sure. | 1:08:13 | 1:08:14 | |
I said... | 1:08:21 | 1:08:24 | |
No! | 1:08:24 | 1:08:25 | |
Ah! | 1:08:27 | 1:08:28 | |
Suit yourself. | 1:08:36 | 1:08:37 | |
Lucien? | 1:08:41 | 1:08:43 | |
Fetch me back the ladder! | 1:08:45 | 1:08:48 | |
Fetch it yourself! | 1:08:48 | 1:08:49 | |
CREAKING | 1:08:56 | 1:08:58 | |
Lucien? | 1:09:00 | 1:09:02 | |
Lucien! | 1:09:04 | 1:09:06 | |
CREAKING | 1:09:13 | 1:09:16 | |
Lucien? | 1:09:16 | 1:09:19 | |
Lucien? | 1:09:21 | 1:09:23 | |
Lucien? | 1:09:40 | 1:09:41 | |
Tuberoses. | 1:10:37 | 1:10:38 | |
For Madame Arnulfi. | 1:10:38 | 1:10:40 | |
She here? | 1:10:40 | 1:10:41 | |
She's busy. | 1:10:44 | 1:10:45 | |
Seems such a waste to boil 'em. | 1:10:53 | 1:10:55 | |
Or whatever you do with 'em. | 1:10:56 | 1:10:58 | |
So, what do you do with 'em? | 1:11:03 | 1:11:05 | |
Warm them in animal fat. | 1:11:06 | 1:11:08 | |
What for? | 1:11:08 | 1:11:10 | |
The fat soaks up their scent. | 1:11:10 | 1:11:13 | |
Then what? | 1:11:13 | 1:11:14 | |
Then I cool it to a pomade, and... | 1:11:16 | 1:11:19 | |
And then I filter it, before... | 1:11:20 | 1:11:24 | |
Before what? | 1:11:27 | 1:11:29 | |
Before adding alcohol and other essences to make a perfume. | 1:11:29 | 1:11:33 | |
Don't touch anything! | 1:11:33 | 1:11:34 | |
What's in there? | 1:11:40 | 1:11:41 | |
Nothing, just flowers. | 1:11:42 | 1:11:43 | |
Can I look? | 1:11:43 | 1:11:46 | |
No. Not now, I've got work to do. You must go now. | 1:11:46 | 1:11:48 | |
-Ah, come on, let me look. -Don't touch! | 1:11:48 | 1:11:51 | |
Tuberoses. > | 1:11:51 | 1:11:52 | |
Morning, madame. | 1:11:55 | 1:11:56 | |
Morning. | 1:11:56 | 1:11:57 | |
Why have you covered the tank? | 1:12:00 | 1:12:01 | |
It's an experiment, madame, | 1:12:03 | 1:12:05 | |
to... to... | 1:12:05 | 1:12:08 | |
to protect the blossoms from daylight, | 1:12:08 | 1:12:10 | |
to preserve the scent better. | 1:12:10 | 1:12:12 | |
Mm-hm. | 1:12:12 | 1:12:14 | |
Well, if you say so. | 1:12:14 | 1:12:16 | |
Come with me. I'll settle your master's account. | 1:12:17 | 1:12:20 | |
To preserve their scent better, you say? | 1:12:22 | 1:12:25 | |
I don't smell much. | 1:12:38 | 1:12:40 | |
No. | 1:12:46 | 1:12:47 | |
Then my experiment was a failure. | 1:12:47 | 1:12:50 | |
Make sure it's your time you're wasting, not ours. | 1:12:53 | 1:12:57 | |
How much must I pay? | 1:13:08 | 1:13:10 | |
To be with you. | 1:13:12 | 1:13:15 | |
Depends what you want. | 1:13:15 | 1:13:17 | |
What's that stuff? | 1:13:29 | 1:13:31 | |
I'm creating a perfume. | 1:13:34 | 1:13:36 | |
Lie down, please. | 1:13:39 | 1:13:41 | |
Ugh! | 1:13:58 | 1:13:59 | |
It feels horrible. | 1:14:00 | 1:14:02 | |
It's only animal fat. | 1:14:02 | 1:14:04 | |
To soak up your scent. | 1:14:04 | 1:14:06 | |
Creating a perfume, eh? | 1:14:07 | 1:14:09 | |
Come on, admit it. | 1:14:09 | 1:14:10 | |
You're getting some sort of bang out of this, aren't you? | 1:14:10 | 1:14:13 | |
Aren't you? | 1:14:13 | 1:14:15 | |
I enjoy my work. | 1:14:15 | 1:14:17 | |
Hold your arm still. | 1:14:18 | 1:14:20 | |
Don't think you're going to tie me up. | 1:14:28 | 1:14:31 | |
Hold out your arm, please. | 1:14:31 | 1:14:33 | |
I've come across some strange men in my time... | 1:14:39 | 1:14:42 | |
Just... | 1:14:42 | 1:14:44 | |
relax. | 1:14:44 | 1:14:45 | |
Holy Mother! What's that? | 1:14:52 | 1:14:55 | |
-Just for scraping off the fat. -Are you mad? -I said relax. | 1:14:57 | 1:15:01 | |
You'll ruin everything. | 1:15:01 | 1:15:03 | |
If you're frightened, you stink, and your perfume will be spoilt. | 1:15:03 | 1:15:07 | |
I've had enough! | 1:15:07 | 1:15:10 | |
Get out! | 1:15:10 | 1:15:11 | |
Here, take your money! | 1:15:11 | 1:15:13 | |
Basting me with all this goo! What do you think I am, | 1:15:13 | 1:15:16 | |
a Christmas goose? Get out of here! | 1:15:16 | 1:15:18 | |
DOG WHINES | 1:18:07 | 1:18:08 | |
DOG BARKS | 1:18:08 | 1:18:10 | |
-Quickly, blow them out before the roses melt. -Roses can't melt, Papa. | 1:18:36 | 1:18:41 | |
These ones can. | 1:18:41 | 1:18:42 | |
Now I'd like to propose a toast to our guest of honour, | 1:18:56 | 1:19:01 | |
His Excellency, the Marquis de Montesquieu. | 1:19:01 | 1:19:03 | |
-May our trade continue to flourish. -< Hear, hear! | 1:19:03 | 1:19:07 | |
I thank you all, and would ask of you the honour | 1:19:11 | 1:19:14 | |
to be the first to offer my congratulations to your beautiful daughter, | 1:19:14 | 1:19:18 | |
and present her with a small token of my affection. | 1:19:18 | 1:19:21 | |
MAN: It's beautiful. | 1:19:29 | 1:19:31 | |
WOMAN: It's beautiful. | 1:19:40 | 1:19:42 | |
I am overwhelmed, your grace. | 1:19:46 | 1:19:48 | |
Your grace? I had hoped that we would be on | 1:19:48 | 1:19:51 | |
more familiar terms by now. | 1:19:51 | 1:19:53 | |
Let's have a game of hide and seek! | 1:19:56 | 1:19:58 | |
Oh, yes! But everyone must play. | 1:19:58 | 1:20:01 | |
MAN: The men catch the women. | 1:20:03 | 1:20:05 | |
Wait! | 1:20:12 | 1:20:14 | |
SHE SCREAMS Run! | 1:20:45 | 1:20:47 | |
A-A-AH! | 1:21:35 | 1:21:36 | |
Put me down, please. | 1:21:40 | 1:21:42 | |
Now there's no escape. | 1:21:46 | 1:21:48 | |
Game's over, everybody! | 1:22:17 | 1:22:19 | |
Laura! | 1:22:22 | 1:22:23 | |
Time to go in now. | 1:22:23 | 1:22:26 | |
Laura! | 1:22:49 | 1:22:50 | |
-MAN: -Albine! Francoise! | 1:23:07 | 1:23:11 | |
Laura, have you seen the twins? | 1:23:16 | 1:23:18 | |
No, not since the game started. | 1:23:18 | 1:23:21 | |
Albine! Francoise! | 1:23:23 | 1:23:25 | |
-Albine! Francoise! -Jacques! | 1:23:35 | 1:23:39 | |
Take this way. | 1:23:40 | 1:23:41 | |
You two, with me. | 1:23:41 | 1:23:43 | |
Your Excellency...through here. | 1:23:43 | 1:23:47 | |
Albine! Francoise! Girls, where are you? | 1:23:47 | 1:23:51 | |
Albine! Francoise! | 1:23:51 | 1:23:54 | |
I've told that cretin ten times to get these ready. | 1:25:02 | 1:25:05 | |
Don't keep picking on the boy. | 1:25:05 | 1:25:07 | |
I'll kill him, the useless little sewer rat! | 1:25:07 | 1:25:11 | |
Grenouille! | 1:25:11 | 1:25:13 | |
What are you doing?! Why aren't the enfleurage frames...?! | 1:25:14 | 1:25:17 | |
-Yes, master? -I mean, would you be good enough | 1:25:24 | 1:25:26 | |
to prepare the enfleurage frames, Jean-Baptise? | 1:25:26 | 1:25:29 | |
Certainly, master. | 1:25:33 | 1:25:34 | |
Hey, look! | 1:25:45 | 1:25:46 | |
Sweet... There! | 1:25:47 | 1:25:51 | |
A curfew? Are you mad? | 1:25:51 | 1:25:53 | |
Jasmine can only be picked before dawn. We all know that! | 1:25:53 | 1:25:57 | |
This could mean the ruin of our trade! Yours! | 1:25:57 | 1:26:01 | |
And yours, and yours! | 1:26:01 | 1:26:04 | |
Supposing it's your daughter next time? | 1:26:04 | 1:26:07 | |
Of course, a curfew is necessary, but we also have to catch this man. | 1:26:07 | 1:26:12 | |
And the only way to do that is | 1:26:12 | 1:26:13 | |
to understand how he thinks! What he wants! | 1:26:13 | 1:26:16 | |
I should've thought that was obvious. Use your imagination! | 1:26:16 | 1:26:20 | |
And if I were to tell you all except the prostitute went to their graves | 1:26:20 | 1:26:24 | |
-with their chastity intact? -How would you know? | 1:26:24 | 1:26:27 | |
The coroner had each girl examined. They were all found to be virgins. | 1:26:27 | 1:26:31 | |
MURMURING Supposing there isn't a next time. | 1:26:31 | 1:26:35 | |
If we introduce a curfew, we may all go bankrupt for nothing. | 1:26:35 | 1:26:39 | |
MURMURED AGREEMENT | 1:26:39 | 1:26:41 | |
So we wait until he's killed what... Six? Seven? Eight? | 1:26:41 | 1:26:47 | |
SHE GASPS | 1:26:54 | 1:26:56 | |
SCREAMING | 1:27:07 | 1:27:09 | |
Curfew! Go back to your homes. | 1:27:10 | 1:27:13 | |
-What's happening? -It's a curfew. Back to your home. | 1:27:13 | 1:27:16 | |
Agh! | 1:27:24 | 1:27:25 | |
Gentlemen! Gentlemen! | 1:27:27 | 1:27:30 | |
We have to face the fact that our police are helpless in this matter. | 1:27:30 | 1:27:35 | |
I suggest that we ask for support from Paris. | 1:27:35 | 1:27:37 | |
-Paris won't be smarter than we are. -Arrest every gypsy and every beggar. | 1:27:37 | 1:27:41 | |
-And every man without a wife and family. -Listen! | 1:27:41 | 1:27:44 | |
We have to put ourselves inside the mind of this man. | 1:27:46 | 1:27:51 | |
Each of his victims had an especial beauty. | 1:27:51 | 1:27:56 | |
We know he doesn't want their virginity. It seems to me | 1:27:56 | 1:27:58 | |
it's their beauty itself that he wants. | 1:27:58 | 1:28:01 | |
It's almost as if as if he's trying to gather something. | 1:28:01 | 1:28:04 | |
As if his ambitions are those of a collector. | 1:28:04 | 1:28:09 | |
A collector? Of what? | 1:28:09 | 1:28:12 | |
Their hair? | 1:28:12 | 1:28:13 | |
Get out! Get out! You murderer! | 1:28:13 | 1:28:18 | |
THEY SHOUT ABUSE | 1:28:18 | 1:28:20 | |
Whatever it is... | 1:28:20 | 1:28:22 | |
I fear he won't stop killing until his collection is complete. | 1:28:22 | 1:28:27 | |
Here you are. Next! Quick as you can. You too! | 1:28:47 | 1:28:51 | |
-Monsieur? -Ah! | 1:28:51 | 1:28:53 | |
'This man. This man is a demon!' | 1:28:55 | 1:28:58 | |
A phantom who cannot be fought by human means. | 1:28:58 | 1:29:01 | |
Now I insist that we call upon our bishop to excommunicate him. | 1:29:01 | 1:29:06 | |
What good would that do? | 1:29:06 | 1:29:09 | |
Have you no faith in the power of our Holy Mother Church? | 1:29:09 | 1:29:14 | |
This is not a matter of faith. There's a murderer out there! | 1:29:14 | 1:29:18 | |
And we must catch him by using our God-given wits. | 1:29:18 | 1:29:21 | |
I say, until we submit to Mother Church, | 1:29:21 | 1:29:25 | |
these killings will not cease. | 1:29:25 | 1:29:28 | |
Oh... Ah! Agh! | 1:29:28 | 1:29:31 | |
Citizens of Grasse, we hereby declare that this murderer, | 1:29:43 | 1:29:48 | |
this demon in our midst, | 1:29:48 | 1:29:51 | |
has incurred the sentence of excommunication! | 1:29:51 | 1:29:55 | |
Not only has this depraved monster robbed us of our daughters, | 1:29:57 | 1:30:03 | |
the young and fair blossom of the city, and by his wanton acts, | 1:30:03 | 1:30:08 | |
has brought our trade, our livelihood, | 1:30:08 | 1:30:12 | |
our very existence to the brink of eternal darkness! | 1:30:12 | 1:30:18 | |
We therefore declare | 1:30:19 | 1:30:21 | |
that this vile viper, | 1:30:21 | 1:30:24 | |
this ignominious carbuncle, | 1:30:24 | 1:30:27 | |
this extricable evil in our midsts, | 1:30:27 | 1:30:30 | |
shall henceforth be solemnly banned from our Holy Presence, | 1:30:30 | 1:30:36 | |
rejected from the Communion of Holy Mother Church as a disciple of Satan! | 1:30:36 | 1:30:43 | |
Slayer of souls... | 1:30:43 | 1:30:45 | |
Stand clear! Stand clear! | 1:30:45 | 1:30:47 | |
..defected... outsider of the faith. | 1:30:47 | 1:30:51 | |
A necromancer, a diabolist, a sorcerer, | 1:30:51 | 1:30:56 | |
and a damned heretic! | 1:30:56 | 1:30:59 | |
Oh, God, | 1:30:59 | 1:31:01 | |
in thy most merciful spirit, | 1:31:01 | 1:31:04 | |
bring down thunderbolts upon his head! | 1:31:04 | 1:31:08 | |
And may the Devil make stope of his bones. Amen! | 1:31:08 | 1:31:12 | |
My Lord! My Lord! It's a miracle. | 1:31:12 | 1:31:16 | |
He's been caught! He's been caught! | 1:31:16 | 1:31:19 | |
My Lord, the fiend has been caught. | 1:31:21 | 1:31:24 | |
In the city of Grenoble. He's confessed to everything. | 1:31:24 | 1:31:28 | |
He's confessed to everything! | 1:31:28 | 1:31:30 | |
Hallelujah! HALLELUJAH! | 1:31:32 | 1:31:35 | |
-CONGREGATION CHEERS -Thanks be to God. | 1:31:35 | 1:31:39 | |
And we thank him for listening to our prayers and answering them. | 1:31:39 | 1:31:44 | |
Amen! | 1:31:44 | 1:31:48 | |
ALL: Amen! Amen! | 1:31:48 | 1:31:52 | |
Just read the report. This cannot possibly be the same man. | 1:32:05 | 1:32:09 | |
He confessed to everything, including the murders in Grasse. | 1:32:12 | 1:32:16 | |
Yes, under torture. | 1:32:16 | 1:32:20 | |
Look, here! | 1:32:20 | 1:32:22 | |
He admits to strangling his victims. Pulling out their hair and ravaging them. | 1:32:22 | 1:32:27 | |
The girls of Grasse were killed by a single blow | 1:32:27 | 1:32:29 | |
to the back of their heads. Their hair was carefully cropped | 1:32:29 | 1:32:33 | |
-and not one of them was violated. -Antoine... | 1:32:33 | 1:32:36 | |
we're all happy it's over. | 1:32:36 | 1:32:38 | |
Let it go. | 1:32:39 | 1:32:41 | |
MUSIC PLAYS | 1:32:43 | 1:32:46 | |
-Papa, what's the matter? -We're going home, now! | 1:33:26 | 1:33:29 | |
But why? I'm enjoying myself! | 1:33:29 | 1:33:31 | |
-Don't argue with me. -Stop it! I'm grown-up... | 1:33:31 | 1:33:33 | |
Laura! | 1:33:40 | 1:33:42 | |
Laura! | 1:33:43 | 1:33:45 | |
Out of my way! | 1:33:47 | 1:33:49 | |
Laura! | 1:33:49 | 1:33:51 | |
-Laura! -Papa! | 1:34:45 | 1:34:48 | |
I'm so sorry. | 1:34:54 | 1:34:56 | |
I know you must think me a very foolish man, | 1:35:08 | 1:35:12 | |
but try to understand. | 1:35:12 | 1:35:15 | |
-You're all I have left. -You don't need to explain, Papa. | 1:35:15 | 1:35:19 | |
-If anything would happen to you... -I know. | 1:35:19 | 1:35:22 | |
But you must stop worrying about me all the time. | 1:35:22 | 1:35:25 | |
Sweet dreams, my love. | 1:35:45 | 1:35:47 | |
Sweet dreams, Papa. | 1:35:50 | 1:35:53 | |
Ah... | 1:36:46 | 1:36:47 | |
Laura! | 1:36:50 | 1:36:51 | |
Papa, what's the matter? | 1:37:01 | 1:37:04 | |
Did you open the window? | 1:37:08 | 1:37:10 | |
No. Why? | 1:37:11 | 1:37:14 | |
Have this letter dispatched to the Marquis de Montesquieu immediately. | 1:37:16 | 1:37:21 | |
Marie, quickly! | 1:37:21 | 1:37:23 | |
HE SNIFFS | 1:37:47 | 1:37:49 | |
Stay on the road north, into the mountains. | 1:38:07 | 1:38:11 | |
-Did Monsieur Richis leave? -He did. | 1:38:28 | 1:38:30 | |
-Which way? -North. | 1:38:30 | 1:38:33 | |
You sure it wasn't south? | 1:38:39 | 1:38:42 | |
I saw them with my own eyes! Why do you want to know? | 1:38:42 | 1:38:45 | |
I said north, north! | 1:38:47 | 1:38:50 | |
Grenouille? | 1:38:52 | 1:38:53 | |
Grenouille! | 1:38:55 | 1:38:57 | |
Grenouille! | 1:38:59 | 1:39:01 | |
Grenouille! | 1:39:10 | 1:39:11 | |
DOG SNARLS | 1:39:11 | 1:39:14 | |
Good God! | 1:39:26 | 1:39:28 | |
Good afternoon, monsieur. | 1:40:23 | 1:40:24 | |
Good afternoon. Do you have anyone else staying here? | 1:40:24 | 1:40:28 | |
-No, monsieur. -Then I would like to take all your rooms for the night. | 1:40:28 | 1:40:31 | |
It will be our pleasure, monsieur. | 1:40:31 | 1:40:34 | |
And tomorrow, at first light, we wish to be ferried to the Iles de Lerins. | 1:40:34 | 1:40:39 | |
-It's deserted except for a few monks. -I'm aware of that. | 1:40:39 | 1:40:42 | |
Very well, monsieur. | 1:40:42 | 1:40:45 | |
Our finest room, mademoiselle. | 1:40:49 | 1:40:51 | |
With a superb view of the sea. | 1:40:54 | 1:40:55 | |
One moment. | 1:40:55 | 1:40:57 | |
Very well. | 1:41:03 | 1:41:06 | |
Do you have a room next to this? | 1:41:06 | 1:41:08 | |
Yes, but the view cannot be compared to... | 1:41:08 | 1:41:10 | |
I have no interest in the view. | 1:41:10 | 1:41:12 | |
Oh, my God! | 1:41:29 | 1:41:32 | |
Monsieur. | 1:41:55 | 1:41:56 | |
Papa, will you please tell me now what's happening? | 1:42:03 | 1:42:07 | |
You haven't said a word all day. | 1:42:07 | 1:42:10 | |
Why all this secrecy? | 1:42:10 | 1:42:13 | |
Last night, I dreamt you were dead. | 1:42:16 | 1:42:18 | |
Murdered like all the other girls. | 1:42:18 | 1:42:22 | |
The truth is, I'm convinced that the killer is still here somewhere. | 1:42:30 | 1:42:34 | |
All of his victims were young and beautiful, | 1:42:36 | 1:42:38 | |
and who is there more beautiful than you, Laura? | 1:42:38 | 1:42:42 | |
Whatever his insane scheme, it will surely be incomplete without you. | 1:42:42 | 1:42:46 | |
I've written to the Marquis accepting his proposal | 1:42:54 | 1:42:57 | |
of marriage on your behalf | 1:42:57 | 1:42:58 | |
and requesting that it take place as soon as possible. | 1:42:58 | 1:43:02 | |
Until then, you stay in the safety of the monastery. | 1:43:02 | 1:43:06 | |
And all this, because you had a bad dream? | 1:43:07 | 1:43:10 | |
-I've made my decision. -But I don't know whether I even love him! | 1:43:10 | 1:43:14 | |
-I'm afraid the circumstances leave us no choice. -Papa! | 1:43:14 | 1:43:17 | |
It's all arranged, Laura. | 1:43:17 | 1:43:18 | |
HE CRIES AND WAILS | 1:48:03 | 1:48:06 | |
On your feet! Hands in the air! | 1:48:54 | 1:48:57 | |
GUNSHOT | 1:48:57 | 1:48:59 | |
Why did you kill my daughter? | 1:49:40 | 1:49:43 | |
Why? | 1:49:47 | 1:49:48 | |
I needed her. | 1:49:51 | 1:49:53 | |
Why did you kill my daughter? | 1:50:18 | 1:50:20 | |
I just... | 1:50:24 | 1:50:26 | |
..needed her. | 1:50:28 | 1:50:30 | |
Very well. | 1:50:38 | 1:50:39 | |
But remember this... | 1:50:41 | 1:50:44 | |
I'll be looking at you... | 1:50:49 | 1:50:51 | |
..when you're laid on the cross and the 12 blows | 1:50:54 | 1:50:57 | |
are crashing down on your limbs. | 1:50:57 | 1:50:59 | |
When the crowd has finally tired of your screams and wandered home. | 1:51:02 | 1:51:07 | |
I will climb up through your blood... | 1:51:09 | 1:51:13 | |
..and sit beside you. | 1:51:14 | 1:51:17 | |
I will look deep into your eyes... | 1:51:18 | 1:51:20 | |
..and drop by drop | 1:51:23 | 1:51:25 | |
I will trickle my disgust into them... | 1:51:28 | 1:51:32 | |
..like burning acid. | 1:51:33 | 1:51:38 | |
Until... | 1:51:38 | 1:51:39 | |
..finally... | 1:51:43 | 1:51:44 | |
..you perish. | 1:51:47 | 1:51:49 | |
What do you think they'll do to him? | 1:52:23 | 1:52:25 | |
Apparently, they'll break every bone in his body with an iron bar. | 1:52:25 | 1:52:29 | |
CROWD SQUABBLE | 1:52:34 | 1:52:36 | |
Look, there he comes! | 1:52:41 | 1:52:43 | |
-CROWD ROAR -To hell with him, where he belongs! | 1:52:43 | 1:52:49 | |
CHEERS | 1:53:07 | 1:53:09 | |
Unchain the prisoner. | 1:53:44 | 1:53:46 | |
That's enough. | 1:53:57 | 1:54:00 | |
Let him be brought to the scaffold. | 1:54:00 | 1:54:02 | |
What's that? | 1:54:06 | 1:54:08 | |
Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritu Sancti, amen. | 1:54:48 | 1:54:54 | |
Is he coming? What is it? | 1:55:19 | 1:55:21 | |
This man is innocent. | 1:57:06 | 1:57:09 | |
He didn't do it. It's impossible! | 1:57:12 | 1:57:14 | |
-He's innocent! -He's innocent! | 1:57:14 | 1:57:17 | |
CROWD GASP | 1:58:06 | 1:58:09 | |
An angel! | 1:58:36 | 1:58:37 | |
This is no man! This is an angel! | 1:58:37 | 1:58:42 | |
ALL CHEER | 1:59:08 | 1:59:11 | |
Grenouille! | 2:04:28 | 2:04:30 | |
You can't fool me! | 2:04:35 | 2:04:38 | |
Forgive me! | 2:05:24 | 2:05:27 | |
My son! | 2:05:33 | 2:05:34 | |
The people of Grasse awoke to a terrible hangover. | 2:06:34 | 2:06:39 | |
For many of them, the experience was so ghastly, | 2:06:39 | 2:06:42 | |
so completely inexplicable and incompatible with their morals, | 2:06:42 | 2:06:47 | |
that they literally erased it from their memories. | 2:06:47 | 2:06:51 | |
The town council was in session by the afternoon, | 2:06:51 | 2:06:54 | |
and an order was passed to the police lieutenant | 2:06:54 | 2:06:57 | |
to immediately begin fresh investigations into the murders. | 2:06:57 | 2:07:01 | |
The following day, Dominique Druot was arrested, | 2:07:01 | 2:07:04 | |
since it was in his backyard | 2:07:04 | 2:07:06 | |
that the clothes and hair of all the victims had been found. | 2:07:06 | 2:07:10 | |
After 14 hours of torture, Druot confessed to everything. | 2:07:10 | 2:07:14 | |
With that, the case was closed. | 2:07:16 | 2:07:19 | |
By then, Grenouille was already halfway back to Paris. | 2:07:22 | 2:07:27 | |
He still had enough perfume left | 2:07:30 | 2:07:32 | |
to enslave the whole world, if he so chose. | 2:07:32 | 2:07:35 | |
He could walk to Versailles and have the King kiss his feet. | 2:07:35 | 2:07:38 | |
He could write the Pope a perfumed letter | 2:07:38 | 2:07:41 | |
and reveal himself as a new Messiah. | 2:07:41 | 2:07:43 | |
He could do all this and more if he wanted to. | 2:07:43 | 2:07:47 | |
He possessed a power stronger than | 2:07:47 | 2:07:49 | |
the power of money, or terror, or death... | 2:07:49 | 2:07:52 | |
the invincible power to command the love of mankind. | 2:07:52 | 2:07:57 | |
There was only one thing the perfume could not do. | 2:08:02 | 2:08:06 | |
It could not turn him into a person who could love | 2:08:06 | 2:08:09 | |
and be loved like everyone else. | 2:08:09 | 2:08:12 | |
So, to hell with it, he thought. | 2:08:12 | 2:08:14 | |
To hell with the world. | 2:08:14 | 2:08:16 | |
With the perfume, with himself. | 2:08:16 | 2:08:20 | |
On 25th June, 1766, around 11 o'clock at night, | 2:08:22 | 2:08:26 | |
Grenouille entered the city through the Porte d'Orleans. | 2:08:26 | 2:08:31 | |
And like a sleepwalker, | 2:08:31 | 2:08:33 | |
his olfactory memories drew him back to the place where he was born. | 2:08:33 | 2:08:37 | |
An angel! | 2:09:55 | 2:09:59 | |
I love you. | 2:10:00 | 2:10:02 | |
Within no time, Jean-Baptiste Grenouille had disappeared | 2:10:47 | 2:10:52 | |
from the face of the earth. | 2:10:52 | 2:10:54 | |
When they had finished, they felt a virginal glow of happiness. | 2:10:54 | 2:10:59 | |
For the first time in their lives, | 2:10:59 | 2:11:02 | |
they believed that they had done something... | 2:11:02 | 2:11:06 | |
purely out of love. | 2:11:06 | 2:11:08 | |
Hey, over here! Look! | 2:11:37 | 2:11:41 | |
Let's take 'em away. You can wear them. | 2:11:47 | 2:11:51 | |
THEY LAUGH | 2:11:51 | 2:11:53 |