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KOFISITILE presents

ANN VERNON

JESS HAHN

FRANCOIS GABRIELLE

In the film by RENÉ GENVILLE

"POSSESSED" (MADIATED)

Based on the novel by James Hadley CHASE "Kept in the Cold" or "It's Not Safe to Be Free"

It's nice to see such gentlemen. (eng.)

You can't think of a feature film in the terms we're used to.

- Hold on to your hat. - I'll put on my hat!

I'll be back like this! Yes!

Wait, I'll put on my belt.

Turn to me!

Let me introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Delaney.

- Hello. - Good afternoon!

Hello, dear, how are you?

Delaney has a lovely French wife.

He has a son from his first marriage...

Oh, I'm exhausted! 3 cocktails after lunch!

And in the evening, dinner at Eden Rock!

A fee of 500 million!

Who would you like to play on screen?

Saint Teresa of Avila.

Go get Jay. And come to my show.

Fine.

Yes, yes, Jay.

You're at least a little interested in the festival!

- How long have you been here? - No. I just came in.

Calm down, I'm not spying on you.

May I know what you were looking at so closely?

No.

What were you looking at?

You'll be late, the movie is about to start.

Fine.

You won't go, of course? - Of course not.

You should make an effort. There's a screening of your father's film today.

Out of respect for him... - My excuse is that I'm on vacation.

- But you're always alone! - I'm not bored with myself.

Contempt cannot be a comfortable behavior.

I leave the comfort to you.

- See you in the evening! - See you in the evening.

Mr. Delaney, please.

- Delane - father or son? - Father, father.

I have not seen him. Mr. Delaney the son must be in the apartment,

and Mr. Delaney the father is at the Festival Palace.

- Thank you. - Who is this?

So, one drunk. Joe Kerr.

Photographer from the "yellow" press.

Soul! Soul!

Can I come up to you? Take some pictures?

Eh? Do something nice. - Okay, let's go.

Please give me an autograph!

Lucille Ballu? Strange name.

Do you think so? We'll have to get used to it.

Floyd!

You won't be offended if I leave? - Stay a little longer!

- Bye, Joe. - Goodbye, Jean. Thank you.

Mademoiselle Ballu? You are very precise.

My father is waiting for you. - I'm even a little early.

Come in.

Thank you for deciding to introduce me to Mr. Delaney.

You didn't tell anyone about this meeting, did you?

No, you didn't advise me to.

I am a very obedient girl.

But...

Did you tell your impresario?

No, not even him!

But if I sign the contract, will I be able to tell him the good news?

I have a meeting with him soon. - Where?

Here.

I mean, at the bar!

Do you wear sunglasses even inside?

I haven't seen your eyes yet!

Why are you silent?

Where is your father?

Ah, so that's what it is!

And meeting your father is not a joke?

- No. - Okay.

Because...

I'm ready for whatever you want. But first - business!

But you can get a small advance.

Oh, Floyd, I've had enough!

Okay, see you later.

Monsieur Delaney did not come down, madam.

It's clear.

Jay!

Open up!

Open up, please! It's me, Sophie!

- Should I open the door for you, madam? - Yes, please. My stepson seems to have fallen asleep.

Thank you.

Jay!

Are you back already?

What's the idea, sitting here locked up?!

Quite a normal idea.

What do you have there?

Apparently he got scratched.

Was the movie uninteresting?

Interesting.

Isn't this what you're looking for?

I took it off to play.

- Play? - Yes.

Like this.

And forgot to hang it back.

I should buy some amber beads, like the Eastern people have.

It smells like perfume.

Someone came here.

Jay, is there a woman in your room?

Are you angry?

You shouldn't bring girls here. If father finds out, he'll be furious!

People are keeping an eye on us! You have to understand that!

I know. There is no forgiveness for me!

I was trying to find a way to get her out when I heard a knock on the door.

I was so happy. - Girl?

So it turns out you are human after all?

Human?

Well, well!

Where is this from?

This is not yours?

It must be hers!

I'll be back in an hour.

Try to make her leave as soon as possible.

ARTIST

BALLEU (Lucille) write to Jean Tyree

Hello. Could you pass on a message to Jean Thiry, please?

Yes, he will come to your bar soon.

I dictate:

"I'll spend the evening in Monte Carlo.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Signed: Lucille Ballu."

Miss Ballu!

It looks like Mr. Delaney is not here.

- Did you ask the concierge? - Yes. And they told me he was in his room.

Okay. Nothing.

Hey, all sorts of people are walking around here!

Sorry! Excuse me!

- Some kind of star? - No, I don't think so.

- Hello, Mr. Delaney. - Oh, this is Mr. Thiry.

- How can I help you, Mr...? - Thiry, Mr. Delaney.

I would very much like to introduce you to Lucille Ballou.

This is my great hope. - What do you say?

Yes, quite promising.

Okay, bring her to the bar of my hotel in an hour.

We will be there! Thank you very much, Mr. Delaney!

Mr. Jean Thiry?

Thank you.

Something wrong?

This is the first time she's set me up like this.

I have a meeting with her at 6 o'clock, and she runs off to Monte Carlo!

- Who is "she"? - Lucille.

I asked Delaney to meet her here in half an hour.

I will look good.

And why does she address me as "you"?

Maybe it wasn't her who sent the message?

Who then?

- Her "boyfriend". - She doesn't have anyone. As far as I know.

Are you sure?

- You know something! - Me?

No, but I know Delaney well.

We started out in journalism together.

Yes, only he rose high...

and here I am...

sank low.

Hello, Miss Carr? Call Mr. Branning.

Tell them I'm leaving for Paris on the 8 o'clock flight.

Thank you.

- How is my girl? - Great, thank you.

The sun is doing you good!

You should go to the beach sometimes, Floyd!

I'm here on business, not on vacation!

No time for fun!

Oh, I really don't like that expression.

Are you bored? - No.

I hope it's not my trip to Paris that's making you sad?

Come on, it's not the first time I'll be gone for 48 hours!

Of course not.

Thank you.

- It's about Jay. - What did he do?

I brought a girl here to the apartment.

Jay? The girl? Well done!

Floyd,

I know you don't like it when I talk about this.

But you do realize that Jay is kind of weird?

Could you try to make him feel less alone?

Talk to him more often... - I never know what to talk to him about.

But we have to try.

- He's quite a difficult child. - I know.

He was very attached to his mother, wasn't he? - Yes, like many only sons.

From what you've told me, she warned Jay about girls?

Ha-ha, poor Maggie!

A true Midwestern puritan, he's very much like his mother.

No, no, don't think about this story anymore, darling.

Jay is completely normal.

I've known him longer than you have, after all!

I'll take it.

Hello? This is Delaney speaking.

Meet me at Orly. Bring your secretary, we have a lot to do.

This is something we both had to do.

Look, I don't care! It doesn't matter at all!

Meet me at Orly. Yes.

Have a good day.

No, we'll meet on the Champs Elysees.

Listen, listen...

Find out who's doing the rental in South America.

Okay, good luck. Ah, Sophie!

I need to see an up-and-coming star at the bar. Shall we go?

OK, darling.

Hey, Floyd!

Mr. Delaney, I'm very sorry, but Lucille will not be coming.

What do you mean, it won't happen?

She left me a message that she was spending the evening in Monte Carlo.

But tomorrow, if you want... - Tomorrow I have other things to do.

Please forgive me, monsieur. Goodbye.

Jay, I want you to go to the movies with Sophie tonight.

- If it's all the same to you, I'd prefer... - I care!

Try to show a little interest in my work!

- I'm on vacation. - Vacation?

I don't understand this passion to live without doing anything, always alone...!

I'll drive the car to the hotel, we'll gain time.

Jay, why are you always alone?

- I have no choice. - What do you mean "no choice"?

You can have as many friends as you want.

I give you enough money, no?

- That's all you give me. - What else can I do?

You act like an outsider to us. - That's exactly what I am!

Take off those damn glasses!

And look me in the eyes when I talk to you!

I would like you to go to the cinema with Sophie tonight,

and don't argue!

Fine!

Do you have a date with a girl today?

You are a man after all! Goodbye, Jay.

Did I scare you?

Sorry. - What do you need?

It's okay, Jay.

I just wanted to know how you managed to get rid of...

If you shout, I won't be responsible for myself!

Sit down!

It was an accident! I asked her to leave, she was offended.

She wanted to make a scandal, I lost my head.

I covered her mouth, we fought... It was an accident!

Drink.

Drink!

No!

Don't move.

Excuse me, I came to make the bed.

- No need, I'll do it myself. - Okay, monsieur.

Excellent alibi!

But it won't be needed. - Let me out!

No!

Let me out of here!

- And what will you do? - I don’t know.

You love my father, don't you?

Yes.

Have you thought about how terrible it would be for him if you spoke?

And about all the consequences... for him?

And for you?

What will you do?

That night

There will be no one in the corridor from 3 to 4 in the morning.

I'll get rid of...

How?

I have a plan.

Nobody will suspect me.

Do you hear?

There will be no consequences for us!

If you remain silent, it will be a matter of one night.

I am absolutely confident in myself!

Nobody will suspect me. - Let me out of here!

Fine.

Where are you going?

Let me out of here!

No! You will stay.

Until we decide what you will do.

Will you tell Floyd?

- Hello? - Hello, Jay? Is Sophie there?

Yes, of course. She's here.

- Yes? - Sophie, darling!

We're coming up behind you to go to the show.

- Yes. - We're going up.

It's time to show that you are brave!

To receive people when there is a corpse in the apartment,

Isn't this the height of audacity?!

These are exactly the emotions I crave.

Go fix your makeup, you look like a dead woman!

Go!

Hey, Jay! Jay!

Hi Jay!

Good evening.

Do you know Paul Gordon, the screenwriter? - Of course. I'm very glad!

- Good evening. - Good evening!

Jay has just graduated from Oxford.

Yes. I just mostly read detective stories.

Yours, Mr. Gordon! - And where is Sophie?

In his room. He'll be here soon.

What a gorgeous apartment!

It's always so nice to come back here again.

This is one of the best hotels in Europe!

- Even the Americans can't do better. - Hello, Sophie!

Good evening.

- I'm so glad to see you again! - Good evening.

Well, here I am, ready.

Why don't we have dinner together after watching?

Yes, why not? You are one of "ours", Sophie!

Let me join you.

I promised my father that I wouldn't leave Sophie all evening.

- Well, of course, Jay! - Mrs. Mugg!

Want to see photos from our Oxford class?

- Of course! - Let's go.

- What a charming room! - Yes, charming.

Here.

You look like an angel here!

- Good evening, Madame Fernanda! - Good evening, Marisa.

- Are you of age, sir? - No. But you are capable.

2 thousand.

Number 17, Marisa, as usual.

Well?

What nasty things did you photograph today?

Give me some whiskey.

With this regime you won't last even 5 years!

I don't care. There will be a nuclear war in 5 years.

You will be irradiated. Yes.

But if you suddenly survive,

You will grow extra breasts.

- What? - Science!

I hope I'll still be alive to see this spectacle!

Give me whiskey. - No!

"Let us eat and drink, for tomorrow we die!"

Do you know who said that? - Some pathetic guy like you?

A pathetic fellow? Well, of course! Saint Paul!

Don't know who Saint Paul was?

I studied his writings when I was at university.

- What's the point? You're a pauper! - It's true.

I found myself in a miserable hotel of a former brothel owner!

- You'll regret what you said! - But how nice it is to say it!

Instead of taking pictures of god knows what, it would be better to work to earn a living.

Do you see this, Fernanda?

There's at least 2 thousand dollars here! - Stop raving!

The wife of a major producer approves and shares her stepson's love affairs!

I can just hear dear Floyd screaming when he sees this article.

Floyd Delaney? Producer?

Did you take a photo of his wife? - Yes.

The beautiful "Mrs. Universe". - What did she do?

Give me some whiskey and I'll tell you.

Paul will be one of the writers for the French part of the story.

But your specialty is not epics, Mr. Gordon? It's murders!

He is a cultured person, he can write on any topic!

You know, old monkeys like me will make any face on command.

I once wrote a script called Bloody Mary!

There are too many murders on the American continent.

Many presidents have been assassinated. - Paul is a master of intrigue.

What I admire most about your stories, Paul,

this is a variety of motives. - Nonsense!

- Can you imagine a crime without a motive? - There is always a motive!

It all comes down to this. - I have a feeling it's going to be amazing!

A Franco-American series about our two countries,

Lafayette in the American Revolutionary War.

- Something about a group of people... - Yes, using several generations as an example.

I call Paris,

883-24-00.

Call Mr. Delaney. It's urgent!

Please excuse me.

Cancel the call. I'll call you later!

- Thank you, no change. - Thank you, monsieur.

It was not an accident!

Of course not.

And what will you do?

I'll put her in the elevator, take her to the top floor and throw her there.

The hotel has more than 300 rooms.

No one will guess where she came from. - And if they see you?

I have to take a risk.

Risk is so exciting! - It could cost you dearly!

Only if... Only if you don't agree to help me.

- Me? - Yes.

Stand guard in the corridor. - You've gone crazy!

You want to make me your accomplice!

But you are already my accomplice!

You are my accomplice already...

it's been several hours already!

You didn't turn me in. - I couldn't.

Why?

Who will believe you?

You threatened me, you were constantly following me!

But you could still tell!

But you didn't do it.

That's exactly what I'm saying -

You are my accomplice.

You will go out into the corridor, call the elevator and open the door!

And then you will keep watch on the landing to make sure no one comes up!

And tomorrow morning?

We'll have to face tomorrow morning...

Already today.

Do you hear?! - What?

Screams!

Can't you hear them?!

I know what you're thinking. - No!

- If you say "no", then you've thought about it? - No, I thought about it...

that tonight among all these people I had the feeling,

that I am leaving their world...

to join yours!

I have one last thing to do.

Try to get some sleep.

Up the career ladder!

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon. So she has been at the hotel for more than 14 hours.

- Yes. - Did she ask someone?

No. I just went up the stairs.

So she was going to the 2nd or 3rd floor.

Let's take a look at the elevator. - Okay.

About your duty. Did you see anyone in the corridor who had no reason to be there?

There was one photographer.

He explained that at the reception he was told that Delane was in.

- And that's how it was? - No.

Delaney's son had left before I met Kerr at door 257.

This Kerr was at the hotel around the same time the baby was killed?

- Looks like it. - Yeah...

I have Jean Thiry here, Lucille Ballu's impresario.

The toddler was seen talking to Jay Delaney on the beach just before 4 p.m.

And find me this Joe Kerr too.

Lights out.

What do you know about Jay Delan? - He seems like a reasonable, sedate guy.

Nothing special.

Was he at the hotel at the time of the crime?

No. He returned to his place shortly before 4 o'clock.

Madame Delaney joined him.

Do we know each other?

Are you an actor? - No!

- You are beautiful! - Are you coming, Lisa?

Yes, I'm going.

What is your name?

Jay.

Jay? - Yes.

And as I heard, Lisa.

How old are you?

- 21 years old. And you? - 19. You can call me "you".

- I'll try. - Why? You don't have a habit?

- No. - You know, we're all friends here and on a first-name basis.

- Are you here on holiday? - Yes, at my uncle's. He has a shop in Antibes.

I draw a little.

Did you come to the festival? - Yes.

How do you like me?

You are very pretty.

And that's all?

And also very beautiful.

- Not too much like a boy? - No.

His name is Jay.

This is Shaning. - Hello.

- And Didier. - Hello.

- Will you walk me? I live just a stone's throw away. - Okay.

- Bye, see you tomorrow! - Bye.

She was strangled with a cord.

There are traces of a curtain cord around the neck.

I found fragments of skin under the nails of my right hand.

Judging by the amount of skin, scratches should be looked for on the wrist or hand.

Well, will you come by tomorrow?

- Yes. - What time?

In the afternoon.

Will you give me your phone number? - 32-25-13.

I'm so glad, you know. Shall we kiss?

I've never met anyone like you.

See you tomorrow!

You say that she usually addressed you as "you"?

- Yes. - You also said,

that you had a meeting with producer Delaney at 7 o'clock?

Yes.

What was she wearing the last time you saw her?

She was wearing a green dress.

Before she entered her hotel.

And she always wore beads the color of blue sapphire.

The size of nuts.

But I didn't see them on her neck.

You have a room reserved in my name: Bernard Dorval.

Yes, sir. Room 220 - for Monsieur Dorval, please!

Mr. Delane?

Yes, it's me.

I am Commissioner Devro.

Sorry to bother you.

I would be happy if you could spare me a few minutes.

What are we talking about?

We could talk calmly in the principal's office.

Please come this way.

Soul!

Hey, Jean!

Tell me what happened? You look lost...

Lucille was killed.

But listen...

Killed? But by whom?

This is exactly what I'm trying to find out.

So it's true that you spoke to her on the street yesterday afternoon?

Around 2pm. That's right.

My father became interested in her and we chatted a little.

Just a few minutes!

And by about 4 pm you returned to the hotel?

Yeah, I think so. I should have brought my swimming trunks.

Did Mademoiselle Ballu happen to meet your father?

With my father? Oh, no!

No. By the way, at that time he was in the cinema.

If I ask you this, Mr. Delaney, it is because we are sure,

that she was going to meet someone on the 3rd floor.

You didn't see her when you returned to your room?

If I had seen it, I would have told you!

So, you returned to the hotel by 4 o'clock.

And how long did you stay there?

A few minutes. I needed to write a letter.

You didn't notice the newspaper photographer, Joe Kerr,

wandering around outside your door?

No.

What have you done again?

- Why is that? - The police are looking for you.

- What? - Homicide department.

Better tell me everything!

Does this have anything to do with the photos you took?

The baby was killed! There!

Well, I think that's all I have to say to you for now, Mr. Delaney.

Once again, sorry to bother you. - Yes, please.

It's a pity I couldn't say much. - Any information is important to us.

By the way, could you describe the necklace the girl was wearing?

Well, yes. These were thick beads the color of blue sapphire.

Blue sapphire - yes, that's what her impresario said.

The beads are missing, we are looking for them.

Thanks again.

- Goodbye, Mr. Commissioner. - Goodbye, Mr. Delaney!

Madame Delane?

This is Madame Rosette.

No, you don't know me.

I am the owner of the Beau Rivage Hotel on Rue Foch.

I have photographs related to what happened yesterday at your hotel.

I thought you might find them interesting.

I'll wait for you in a while.

Jay!

A woman just called. Her name is Madame Rosette!

She said she wanted to meet to show the photos,

related to the events of yesterday. - Who is this woman?

The owner of the Beau Rivage Hotel.

Joe Kerr!

Joe Kerr is the one who took these pictures!

But there may be nothing special about these pictures!

You have to meet her. - You want me to go to this woman?!

This does not obligate you to anything.

A blackmailer is dangerous only from the moment he is given money.

Do you understand that meeting this woman is tantamount to confession?!

Do you realize what you're asking me to do?!

It's too late for you to hide.

You are already compromised.

Madame Delaney? I was expecting you.

There, please.

After you, madam.

Could you please sit down?

I'm not tired, I can stay standing.

What do you want me to do with these photos?

If you came here, madam, then I suppose you had some intentions?

Yes. With the intention of turning you over to the police!

The police will indeed be very interested in these photographs.

Possibly. But you won't know about it.

Because you will already be in prison for blackmail!

So you admit that these pictures may give rise to... what you say?

I don't. But you probably think so, since you decided that the pictures would interest me.

- Aren't you interested in them? - No.

- Well, then there's only one thing left for me. - So what?

Show these photographs to Commissioner Devro.

Having said that I did not want to pay for them.

Oh, madam, I am very modest. There are things that are not spoken about.

- And how much? - 50 million.

- Are you crazy? - That's unlikely.

- These photographs are worth nothing! - Madam, either nothing, or they are priceless.

I could have demanded 500 million.

Perhaps your husband would be willing to pay to save you.

- Save me? - Yes, madam, save me from prison.

You became an accomplice to murder. - There is no evidence.

Your presence here, with me.

- I don't know where to get 50 million. - I'm not in a hurry, madam.

You seem to have some jewelry?

This is just for information.

You can take them.

Negatives are in a safe place.

Police! Madam,

Have you by any chance noticed an American in this area?

50 years old, who walks around with a camera?

Quite stocky, with a red face.

Oh, yes, I understand who you are talking about! He lives somewhere around here.

I think at the local hotel. Every day passes by my house.

- Do you think he lives in a local hotel? - Yes, for sure.

Thank you very much, madam.

Madame Rosette? Listen to me carefully.

You'll have the police here any minute now.

They're looking for Kerr, they have an arrest warrant.

Who are you?

Wake up faster! - Let me sleep!

- The police are coming to arrest you! - What?!

This can't be!

Don't forget your bottle of whiskey. It will come in handy!

Yes.

You know, maybe you should have talked to them?

Do what I say. Go, go!

Come here! But be careful, the stairs are steep!

- Maybe it's better to give up everything? - Listen to me!

Cold...

He's not here! I refuse this kind of clients!

Constantly late with payment, constantly drunk... No thanks!

If you want, search the hotel!

But I warn you, there is a client in every room. - We will still take a look.

If you want to waste time...

- Good afternoon! - Good afternoon!

- Will you go for a walk? - Yes, I think I can.

Goodbye, madam.

- Do you like this profession? - I do.

But I don't know how to do everything yet. - There's no need to say that.

Why, if it is true?

You are extraordinary!

"MURDER IN CANNES"

Were you acquainted with Lucille Ballu?

- Yes, I saw her several times. - Was she beautiful?

Aspiring actress.

I wonder why she was killed? Maybe revenge?

Or was it a psycho! - Why a psycho?

Perhaps it was a man who wanted to test his courage?

- Courage - to kill a defenseless girl? - In any case, murder requires courage!

There is a risk! By killing, we put our own lives at risk!

For some, this may be exciting...

- For a crazy person - yes. - No way!

A person who feels superior to others may want to

to test your courage, your composure, your intelligence,

to better measure your... superiority!

Okay, I have to go, I'll take you.

Well, shall we see you tonight? - Yes, at midnight.

- Jay! - Hello.

What a pleasant surprise! Come in!

How did you know I was here?

It's very simple - I saw you at the registration desk.

- How are you doing, Jay? - Great. Thank you.

Is everything okay with your father?

Yes. Returning from Paris tonight or tomorrow morning.

- And you? - Oh, I...

You know, things have been bad for several years now. - Not so bad, since you're in Cannes!

This is my last card, Jay. If I don't find a job by the end of the festival,

All that's left for me to do is... In short, I don't know.

In the meantime, can I treat you? - With pleasure.

It's nice of you to come and visit me.

- Have you noticed there are police everywhere? - Oh, yes, what a story!

They say she wasn't even raped. So the killer was a psycho.

To your health! - To your future!

Come back tonight, Floyd. It's urgent!

- What's going on? - I can't tell you over the phone,

but it's very important! - Okay, darling, I'm flying out tonight.

Okay, fine, see you tonight, Floyd.

What do you need? - Nothing.

Have you spoken to my father?

No.

- You don't dare look at me? - I think only about my fear.

Are you ready to break down. And you go to this reception?

I have to continue living as if nothing happened.

I'll go with you. At least I'll have some fun. - You'll have some fun!

I will make you see your world as it is!

When she was 30 years old, a young officer shot himself because of her.

Since then she has ruined three husbands.

Now it contains countless gigolos who end up in stupefaction and alcoholism.

Hi Sophie darling! How are you? (English)

Oh, Jay, hi!

Come on, my dear, I'll introduce you to a wonderful Hungarian priest,

terribly vicious!

I have amazing views from Iceland...

Jay, introduce me to Madame Delaney.

Fine.

Sophie, do you know Bernard Dorval?

- I remember your films very well, Mr. Dorval. - I am happy, Madame Delaney.

Can I bring you anything? Whiskey? Champagne?

- Fruit juice. - And you, Jay?

No, nothing, thank you.

Fruit juice.

And scotch tape.

Don't you think, Dorval, that you've had enough to drink?

Physically - yes, morally - no.

After the 5th scotch tape it gets better, but after the 10th it doesn’t matter anymore.

For when I am sober, I dare not approach people with requests.

Old prejudices are pride!

Then I drink. And when I'm drunk, naturally, no one wants to offer me anything.

As you can see, it's a vicious circle.

This is Galibert, the director. Come on, Philippe will introduce us.

And if he offers to sleep with you, will you agree?

For the sake of the role, my dear, I will agree to anything!

Mrs. Duckroyd, tell me,

you have youth and beauty,

Have you ever had innocence?!

Oh, you scoundrel!...

You are all bastards!

Jay, I've had enough, let's go!

Well, do the lives of these people still seem sacred to you?

But there is a law!

I do not respect the laws of a society that produces such people,

They may be funny and evil, but they are not criminals!

Crimes are not only murder!

The people who made Bernard Dorval what he is today are criminals!

A society where girls are ready to give themselves to a monster just to see their name on a poster, -

This is a criminal society! - You're playing with words.

Not at all! I'm just telling the truth.

There is a difference between what you did...

You don't want to see that these are criminals because this is your world?

For you, a crime is when the police deal with it?

Look, Jay, I don't have the strength to talk about this right now.

That's right! You have no strength. Logic is on my side.

But since you are so logical, you must know what you did and why!

There must be a reason! A motive! - Perhaps a love of risk?

No! Or is it just an excuse.

Then stop asking all these questions!

POLICE COMMISSIONER

Are you absolutely categorical? She didn't have beads on the beach yesterday?

There was no. I am absolutely categorical.

Just look at the photos that were taken yesterday on the beach.

- Yes, I would like to see them. - Easy. I'll bring them to you.

One more thing. You're friends with photographer Joe Kerr, aren't you?

- Yes.

So he knows that Lucille Ballu addressed you as "you"?

Definitely!

And you don't believe that he is the author of that message, right?

Mr. Commissioner, I do not believe that he is the author of the telegram.

On the other hand... - Yes?

Poor Joe, I don't think, is capable of committing murder.

Will you allow me?

Yes? - It's room 201 on the 3rd floor.

We found 2 beads under the chair and the curtain cord was missing.

No, the room was free until this morning.

The client has left for now. - Okay, I'll be right there.

- Mr. Tiri, I thank you. - Did you find anything?

Oh, nothing definite yet. Possibly a crime scene.

Sorry.

Madame Rosette?

- Who are you? - I'm Jay Delaney.

I came about...

Mr. Joe Kerr, please.

Mr. Joe Kerr!

Follow me.

It's here. Just go down. - After you, madam!

And what...

Negatives! Fast!

I don't have them.

No?

Yes.

Did you want to blackmail me?

It's not me...

This is her.

- Really? - Yes!

I swear!

Madame Fernanda! She's not here!

It's okay, we'll go up. She's probably up there.

She always gives me number 17.

No, well where could she be?

- Okay, I'm going. - Oh, well, go then!

Madam Fernanda!

Madam Fernanda!

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Mr. Delane?

- Yes. - Police.

Commissioner Devro wishes to see you. Please follow me.

I'll go. But I find this method very unpleasant!

Sorry, but I didn't have time to have a snack today.

- Can I call? - Of course. Sorry.

What number?

32-25-13.

32...

25...

13.

Please.

Hello? This is Jay.

Sorry, I can't come now.

But if you want, in half an hour.

Thank you, you are sweet. See you soon!

Mr. Delaney, please take off your glasses.

Thank you.

I'm afraid I'm ruining your evening? - It doesn't matter at all.

What was the matter you wanted to see me about?

We are talking about your testimony this morning.

You told me... yes, that after talking with Lucille Ballu on the beach,

You never saw her again. - Yes, that's true.

Then I asked her to describe what kind of necklace she was wearing.

Yes, indeed.

Could you please examine this photo, Mr. Delaney?

Do you notice anything abnormal?

No, nothing.

- She doesn't have a necklace! - So what!

Lucille Ballu only had the necklace on when she arrived at the hotel!

But you insist that you haven't seen her.

But I didn't tell you that she was wearing the necklace.

It could have fallen out of the bag during the conversation,

and I picked it up and gave it to her. Are you satisfied?

One more thing. Do you know Jean Thiry?

Impresario Lucille Ballu? - No.

So you didn't know they were on informal terms?

Why are you asking me this?

You'll find out now. I'd like to ask you to take off your jacket.

Hello, yes? - We caught the killer, boss!

- What?! - It's Joe Kerr.

We found blue beads in his pocket.

He hanged himself with a yellow silk cord that was missing from the hotel.

Okay, I'll be there right now.

You are free to go, Mr. Delaney.

Move aside! Let him pass!

Move aside! Let me pass!

There is no more danger.

Only if... - Only if?

- Only if you don't show weakness. - Why would I show weakness?

Because you are afraid of me.

I'm afraid, yes. But not of you.

You are clever.

But not enough.

How long have you considered me a psycho?

You've been watching me for a long time! Many years!

But I don't care about your opinion.

I am completely satisfied with the way my mind works.

Aren't you the one living in the demon world?

And my mother was also considered mentally ill. But I'm sure she was normal.

I just saw the world as it really is.

Wait a minute!

Where are you going? - To my room. I'll take a bath.

Then I'll go wait for your father.

Do you realize that now you are the only one who can harm me?

- Harm? - The only one who knows something.

- You know I won't say anything. - Okay!

You may go.

But leave the doors open!

I knew we had more to talk about.

- And I - no. - And I - yes.

- I wanted to ask you a question. - Okay.

Did you have an attraction to this Lucille Ballou?

She was disgusting to me!

Disgusting, but at the same time it attracted you. That's the motive!

You swore to yourself not to give in. And in order not to give in, you killed her!

What psychoanalysis! Impressive!

- I'm just trying to understand, that's all. - Understand what?

The world you live in. And which I may be entering.

- There will be no one where I am. - Do you think so?

- Are you stalling for time? - Stalling for time?

Why? - Because you know that I came to kill you!

Yes, you can kill me, but I think it's very dangerous for you!

- Not if I make it look like an accident. - But even then there will still be suspicions!

I already told you, I love risk!

- You called, monsieur? - Hurry! She must have slipped in the bathroom!

Reception?

Something happened in this room.

Yes.

Doctor needed urgently!

Yes, sir, room 257.

NICE AIRPORT

Move aside! Let me pass!

I'll take them to the morgue. I prefer to explore deeper.

There is a fresh bruise on his head.

- You mean it's not suicide? - Oh, I'm not saying anything.

But one cannot rule out a murder disguised as suicide.

- And he doesn't have any scratches on his forearm? - None.

Thank you. I don't need any other proof, it's definitely him!

Let's go and try to get him. If he's still there.

There's nothing to see there! Go away!

I was waiting for you... Are you leaving?

- Yes! - But you didn't say you were leaving...

I didn't even know this myself during the day.

I came to ask if you want to leave with me?

But... But, Jay...

Everything is happening so fast...

We barely know each other! - You don't trust me?

I trust. But that's not the point...

I can't just leave like that! - I beg you!

- But... It can't wait? - No, tonight! Now!

I want to take you with me. You are the most precious thing I have!

This is the first time I love someone so much.

Do you believe me? - Yes...

Don't talk! You need to sleep.

Oh, Floyd, I'm so sorry, I should have told you everything!

Jay needs to be put in jail, but not in prison, Commissioner!

I think I know where he is.

And you had better come with me, Mr. Delaney.

I'm really sorry.

Hello, precinct? Call 32-25-13 and connect me.

- Don't answer! - But, Jay!

I have to answer, it's probably my uncle! - That's not a fact!

Please trust me... I love you so much!

Hello? Is this 32-25-13?

Mademoiselle, is Mr. Jay Delaney with you? This is Commissioner Devreux.

Mademoiselle, go outside immediately, don't waste a second!

But why, Commissioner?

- He's a dangerous psychopath! - It's impossible!

Have you noticed that he has scratches on his forearm?

Yes.

- Hello? Hello! - Is this the commissar?

He's lying! I know what he told you.

He said I'm crazy?! But that's not true!

I'm as normal as you!

You believe me, right?! If not, I'm lost! - Don't touch me!

Jay!

These screams...!

These screams!

My boy!

Jay...

Come with me.

Yes, Pope...

Don't be afraid, everything will be fine!

Yes, Pope.

No!

They won't do anything to you. I'll go to the hospital with you.

No!

No, let go! Let me go!

No, I don't want to!

I don't want to go there! No, please!

Dad, please no!

No, I don't want to!

No, Daddy! Daddy, please!

Translation and subtitles: Lisok (Lisochek)

The film was shot at the METROPOL Hotel (Brussels) and the CARLTON Hotel (Cannes)