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hwpYes?
Pierre, theres
an urgent call from France.
After the concert.
Its about your mother.
Yes?
Do you remember me?
Fond de Itang.
"My father is coming for me
on Saturday."
Ppinot.
Of course.
Ppinot.
- How long has it been?
- About years.
Fond de Itang.
Youre the little guy in the front row.
And there you are.
Do you remember the prefects name?
Clment Mathieu.
Clment Mathieu.
I wonder what happened to him.
Open it.
"Fond de Itang.
."
Mathieu kept a journal
while he worked at Fond de Itang.
Thats his story. Ours too.
He wanted you to have it.
Id have preferred to deliver it
under different circumstances, but...
"January .
After failing for so long
in so many fields,
I was sure the worst was still to come."
It was a boarding school where
troubled children were rehabilitated.
Thats what the advertisement said.
Fond de Itang.
Even the name seemed
to fit me like a glove.
Hello.
Youre all alone?
What are you doing there?
Waiting for Saturday.
Why?
My father is coming for me.
But its not Saturday.
Ppinot.
Ppinot.
Hello. Im Clment Mathieu,
the new prefect.
Have you done this type of work before?
I taught some classes in private school.
- What did you teach?
- Music.
Youll like Rachin, our headmaster.
He used to play the trumpet.
- Hello, Ppinot.
- Hello.
His daughters. He lives right there.
- You havent met Mr. Rachin?
- Not yet, no.
- Mrs. Boissemand recommended me.
- Really?
That was old Maxence.
He told me on the spot
that he was the school watchman,
as well as its nurse,
storekeeper and glazier.
- What is he doing?
- Serving detention for Mr. Rachin.
Fifteen days of community work.
In other words, school drudge.
What kind of children are they, exactly?
- No one told you?
- No.
My infirmary. Ill show you
my vegetable garden later.
Id like that.
- Damn it! What have they done now?
- Ill help you.
Are you Clment Mathieu?
The headmaster...
Rachin, the schools headmaster.
Headmaster, Im sorry...
- Yes, youre late.
- I had the wrong bus schedule.
Punctuality is essential here.
Very well.
Headmaster.
Very well, Headmaster.
Come with me.
First you should study
the school regulations,
then you can supervise
the : study period before you...
What are you doing? Answer me.
- Take this.
- Its my eye.
Another trap. You can appreciate
our boarders finer instincts.
Get him over there.
Im blinded.
Dont make a fuss. Show me.
Its not pretty.
Ring the bell. School assembly.
- We should call a doctor.
- Do you know how much they charge?
What did I say? Ring the assembly.
The bell?
Next to the door,
right in front of you.
All right.
Assembly.
Assembly.
- Are they always like that?
- Keep ringing the bell.
Two abreast.
Everybody in the schoolyard.
Assembly.
Hurry up.
Move faster. Be silent.
- Chrome Dome.
- Be silent.
- Chrome Dome.
- Be silent.
Be silent.
- I didnt say anything.
- Be silent.
I called this assembly
because of a despicable attempt
against old Maxence.
Under our action-reaction rule,
the culprit will be severely punished.
I want the culprits name
within the next three seconds,
or its six hours of lock-up
for each one of you.
Effective until hes betrayed
or gives himself up.
Is that clear?
One...
Two...
Three.
No volunteers?
Of course. Come closer.
- Mathieu.
- Me?
Come closer.
The school register, Mr. Chabert.
Thank you.
Mr. Mathieu, your new prefect,
has been spared your acquaintance.
- Chrome Dome.
- Be silent.
So he can choose
who goes first without bias.
Be silent.
Pick a name.
At random?
- A word of advice...
- Dont interfere. Go on.
Boniface.
Too bad. Chabert, get Boniface.
- Sir, I didnt do anything.
- Shut up.
- Its lousy, I didnt do anything.
- Watch your language.
Move.
- I wont go.
- Ill kick your backside for you.
Be silent.
Furthermore,
until Ive found the culprit,
there will be no recess
and no visitors.
I advise you to give him up quickly.
Its an encouragement to turn informer.
Youre full of noble illusions
like any new staff member.
Come see me in eight days.
Youll be replacing Mr. Rgent.
Hell explain your duties.
Clean sheets.
Thank you.
Why are you leaving?
Ten stitches.
Cut with scissors.
Just for confiscating
Moutons cigarettes.
- Mouton?
- The boys name is Mouton.
And Moutons still here?
By the way, Le Querrec
booby-trapped Maxences door.
I heard him talking about it
in the corridor.
- And you didnt say anything?
- I didnt want to miss the bus.
Old Maxence punished him
for breaking some glass panes.
Simple revenge. Thats just his style.
Le Querrec.
Dont forget that name: Le Querrec.
- Morhange too.
- Yes.
Morhange doesnt talk much,
but keep an eye on him.
Looks like an angel,
acts like the devil.
Action-reaction.
Thats all they understand.
Theyre all yours.
- Good luck.
- Thank you.
Our benefactresses.
The timetables over there.
Classes were shared
between the headmaster,
who taught French and History,
and Mr. Langlois,
who taught every other subject.
Mr. Langlois, heres the new prefect.
Clment Mathieu.
- A prefect at your age?
- Yes, but I used to teach.
Very well then.
And hes th
