"# They'll have the memory, # of a tear or a smile." "# And in their luggage, # perhaps a picture, # but they leave without remorse." "# I think that the sailors go away, # to listen to the song, # of the mermaid with long hair, # and I think that she sang for them." "Sébastien decided to return home to Jonquières." "It's a cruel way of announcing his judgement on his uncle, and..." "Louis Maréchal understands that he's just lost this very new affection... which he had just established." "This is very serious, especially in the confusion where this old man... is plagued by a crisis of conscience since the return of the Narval." "Driven by a vague remorse," "Sébastien enters the room of his great uncle, in the middle of the night." "That's how he discovers to what extent the Captain is sick." "But Jonathan has gone to the party at Angèle's, and Clarisse seems unsympathetic." "So Sébastien is forced to go alone in the middle of the night and in the rain... to get the doctor." "Have you finished looking at me like I was going to eat you?" "I'm always in a bad mood when woken up in the middle of the night." "But you did the right thing." "You shouldn't have fetched the doctor." "Your uncle's illness is not one that the doctor can cure." "It'll do him more harm than good." "You should be asleep in bed." "Is he going to die?" "Of course not!" "Go to bed now and above all don't go into his room." "Good night." "Don't disturb him before I come back, Clarisse." "He's not well." "I have to take him to the hospital as soon as it's light." "He needs to see a specialist." "Your excellent care won't help, doctor." "Claire and Gilles have called to him, tonight." "It's towards them that he's going." "For once, leave your ghosts where they are!" "I saw them with him." "And remember there's a child in the house!" "If you don't mind, I'll have a coffee." "When are you going to bed, you?" "His heart is tired..." "Oh, you again!" "Why do you treat me like someone who cannot understand anything?" "You like your uncle, eh?" "I liked him better before." "Before what?" "Do you think it's fun to hear all of a sudden that someone you liked... did disgusting things in his life." "Someone in your family, furthermore." "I find it disgusting, but it's perhaps not everyone's opinion." "Come here." "Aren't you hot?" "No?" "That's better, eh?" "I thought exactly what you think, but well before you." "Really?" "And have you changed your mind?" "No." "It's more complicated, let's say, I tried to understand." "You could do the same." "Well, your uncle was unfortunate as to become insensitive to the suffering of others," "To the misfortune of Théphanie, in any case." "I know, it's hard to accept, but one should try all the same." "You above all, should try." "Why me?" "Because what you think is very important to him." "You think so?" "I'm sure of it." "He didn't tell you, though?" "No." "But a doctor can perceive many things, it's almost part of the job." "So, in my opinion you should go to bed, and when you wake up, go and see your uncle and tell him that you no longer intend to leave." "At least, not right away." "He told you about that?" "Yes." "Talk about a night, Clarisse!" "We had fun, you've no idea!" "Didn't you see the car in front of the door?" "The doctor is here." "So, what's broken?" "Nothing." "But not too much noise in the house, all the same, eh." "See you later." "Hey, what are you doing up at this hour?" "Shut up !" "You're too drunk!" "Maybe so." "But I'll tell you something, it was worth it because that guy Théphanie, he's great." "You hear Clarisse, Gwen Théphanie is what's best about this country." "Go to bed." "You'll be thinking more clearly tomorrow." "I've had a drink, but I'm not drunk." "Be quiet!" "The Captain is sick." "Up here, he's sick!" "Yes !" "Like her." "25 years they've been sick." "It's true that they're terrible, stormy nights at Morsan." "[This is my last will and testament]" ""Take 3 times a day, a quarter of an hour before meals, 6 drops of..."" "of I don't know what." "He writes so badly!" "How long have I got, do you think, Doctor?" "A few days of rest and..." "How long to live." "If you consent to being treated and aren't reckless, above all, your heart may very well hold out for a very long time yet." "For a very long time yet..." "A very long time." ""I'm leaving tomorrow." "I'll take the train back home."" "I wanted him to understand." ""And when you wake up, go see your uncle, and tell him that you don't intend to leave."" ""Don't disturb him before I come back, Clarisse." "He's not well."" ""We must take him to the hospital as soon as it's light."" "How excitable you are this morning!" "Did the doctor come and take my uncle?" "No." "The Captain isn't at home." "Yes, of course." "No." "Sébastien!" "Where are you going?" "Hello... hello." "I've known sailors who loved the sea to the point of wanting to die there." "Who was that?" "Jules Galouadec." "You remember the head salter?" "I already told you about him." "The one who taught you to salt the cod." "Yes." "and gave you some beatings when you were 15?" "Yes." "He was from Saint-Malo." "He loved his city." "With his savings, he bought a ship, a little old mackerel boat." "He went fishing when he felt like it." "That was when he was retired, when he was old." "He had two daughters and four sons, who loved him and looked after him when he was sick." "One morning, his eldest daughter who was watching over him, fell asleep due to fatigue." "When she woke up, she was all alone." "It was the day after a storm, it was windy." "At dawn, Jules had gone out to sea." "And he was never seen again, neither he nor his boat." "That's what he had wanted." ""And he was never seen again, neither he nor his boat."" "Ahoy!" "Captain!" "Hey!" "I wanted to ask you something, do you know the Mary-Morgane?" "Yes." "She's there." "You're sure it's her?" "Yes, the old man's on her, I saw him go aboard." "Lend me your boat." "No!" "Look." "It looks like a real one." "It scares everyone." "So, will you lend me your boat now?" "Okay." "Here, you'll need this." "Aren't you coming with me?" "No." "Take off your boots, it'll sink." "I don't care, I haven't time." "You'll bring it back, eh!" "Yes!" "Ahoy, the Mary-Morgane!" "Captain!" "Ahoy!" "Captain!" "Captain!" "The Mary-Morgane!" "Captain!" "Captain!" "Captain!" "Ahoy!" "The Mary-Morgane!" "Captain!" "Ahoy!" "Captain!" "Captain!" "# I think that the sailors go away, # to listen to the song, # of the mermaid with long hair, # and I think that she sang for them." "# However, if I were a sailor, # maybe one fine morning, # on lifting the trawl net, # like you don't see anymore," "# I would catch the mermaid, # the mermaid with long hair."