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Take my jacket.

This I was saying,

we must speed up the Cuno business.

Hey, photographer, take us:

The FILAMO Company!

Delphine is my friend, not his,

even if he is her husband.

Happy birthday, darling.

Haven't seen you much this evening. Care to dance?

Philippe, is your name Henri?

You're magnificent, my dear, the queen of the party.

But Philippe seems very tense.

You really pulling out

of our Cuno deal?

Your scheme is vile.

It's their house,

and Louis is a great kid.

I am not with you,

and if you keep it up, I'll be against you.

2 weeks later.

Morasseau...

Filiol...

Lavoisier...

Morasseau again...

Foscarie...

Lavoisier...

Hi, kid.

Quit brooding! I'm sick of your mother troubles.

Just put her out to pasture.

I'll do my rounds.

See you later, pet.

8:04 A.M. Good morning, Louis.

I'm off to make my deliveries.

You should be at it already.

It's from my cousin Joseph!

Excuse me.

Don't get worked up. She won't open.

She's an old bitch!

Louis! Glad to see you. Come here, don't be scared.

I'm not scared.

Unless you and your old lady get out, you're in trouble!

Calm down, Gerard. We're all civilized people.

Don't talk to them, Louis!

Tell them to scram!

We'll give you a new home!

Pack of jackals!

Louis, come in at once!

We're offering you $200,000 for this ruin. Shit!

It's not for sale.

You're a smart boy. Try to persuade your mom.

We can't offer any more.

I tell you it's not for sale.

Scram!

Shyster lawyer! Crooked butcher!

I'll teach her!

When I tell Dr. Morasseau.

He saved your mother...

You haven't a chance! You'll be evicted!

Too bad for you!

Go away, you rats!

You'll be sorry, I warn you.

Little jerk!

It's our home!

That you, Louis?

Yeah, it's me.

I have 12 letters.

Hurry up, son, I'm hungry.

You didn't tell them?

Don't worry.

No one can be forced to sell his house.

I know their tricks.

We'd end up in two rooms

in some dismal suburb!

This is my house! It was your Dad's!

He would have shot at them!

Leave the chair alone!

We'll go downstairs now.

Look around!

If they're gone,

we'll go to the cellar.

Morasseau.

It's blank!

Not a word!

It's from Switzerland.

Delphine's handwriting?

Looks like.

What's the slut doing in Switzerland?

Please!

So what?

The bastards are using her money to ruin our lives!

She's one of them.

This blank paper...

What's it mean?

A private code?

I don't know. Weird!

I tell you she's a slut.

And her lover who signs "Tristan"!

"Tristan"! What a name!

She gets his letters in mail addressed to a friend.

Isn't that like a slut?

And to whom does "Tristan" send his letters?

To another slut!

Anna Foscarie's a real one.

A real slut! You can't deny that!

They were classmates.

So. Birds of a feather flock together.

What's that? Naked women?

Photos of statues.

He copies them for his garden.

Morasseau's the worst. Is he a sculptor or a doctor?

They're crazy, wicked people.

Stop ogling that!

You like Delphine Morasseau, huh?

Just your type.

You'll fall for some bitch's smile.

Watch out!

A letter from the mayor to Lavoisier:

"My dear friend,

"the Justice Department can't help you evict

"the Cunos

"because the methods you plan to use are illegal."

The vultures won't get a thing!

If your Dad were still here, he'd burn down the town hall.

Sure, but he's been gone 12 years.

He let a floozy get her hooks into him.

You should've seen her!

Poor Emile!

Forget it. That was long ago.

It was his fault I fell down the stairs.

He did it on purpose.

He doesn't even know I can't walk.

So he didn't do it on purpose.

We'll have a party.

When you finish work, buy some good wine.

Ch‚teauneuf du Pape.

Look, like last time:

a letter inside another sent to Anna Foscarie

and signed

"Tristan".

Morasseau's sure being two-timed!

"Dear Delphine,

Anna came by. I hoped for word from you. Nothing.

"I sold her some sunglasses.

"She seemed sad and tormented..."

The hell with that!

I'll copy it. You can deliver all these later.

Here.

I'm doing all this for you.

So "Tristan" runs a store.

He sells sunglasses.

Don't forget the wine,

to toast their defeat.

OK.

And get 4 pounds of sugar, to make jam.

You'll leave me too, someday.

Want an apple, Louis?

Mrs. Morasseau here?

Philippe took her to Switzerland a few days ago.

She was tired.

She gets bored here.

Have some fruit.

Morasseau!

You OK, Louis?

Your mother too?

Lavoisier found you a fine house.

It's true. You can move in whenever you like.

Answer me, Louis.

You really are pigheaded.

Filiol's in a rage. If we let him...

What's that?

A 1981 Ch‚teauneuf du Pape.

You treat yourself right.

I broke your bottle.

I'm so sorry.

It must have cost a lot.

I've news that may change your minds:

the Justice Department has okayed your eviction.

It's just a matter of days now.

You mustn't leave me alone so much.

I've hardly been away.

They could've burned us out!

Carry me up!

It's Morasseau we have to attack.

Seen him?

Well, have you?

No, I haven't seen him.

Where's the wine?

What wine?

The Ch‚teauneuf.

There wasn't any.

I don't know wine.

I didn't dare pick one.

And the sugar?

I have it. Left it in the van.

I can't make jam in the van.

You're distracted...

You like Delphine Morasseau.

She's rich, she sleeps around.

Hell with that!

And Anna?

What about Anna?

Anna the slut!

Listen to your mother.

Stay clear of her. Spends all day in bed!

Pretty classy, huh?

Sleep well?

Cover your eyes!

Have some aspirin.

You're sweet.

Morning's the only time you're sober.

I had a nightmare. I fell out of a tree.

You've circles under your eyes. You drink too much.

Shut up, bar boy!

No word from Delphine for 4 days!

I hear she's in Switzerland.

No, she'd have asked me to go too.

Maybe she's with a boyfriend.

She'd have told me.

Something's wrong.

Not to worry.

I must get back to the cafÈ.

You'll return the tray?

Don't worry.

This one's for you, Louis.

I want to send a wire.

In France?

Forms are behind you.

Like her?

Why not phone?

Because I'm sending a wire.

It's not my business.

$2.10.

Expensive: a dollar a mile!

She's nuts!

Hey, you!

Don't be nosy!

Who's it to?

If you care so much... come and get it!

Anything goes, huh? Fresh, thing!

"You don't answer your phone.

"Tristan wants news. Forgotten me?

"Hurry back. Anna."

Who's it to?

Delphine Morasseau. You'll deliver it.

What do you want here, you idiot?

Telegram for Mrs. Morasseau.

She's in Switzerland.

I'll call her later.

Now beat it, I'm expecting company.

You do your laundry,

Martha.

This means war, you bastard!

I'll spy on Morasseau tonight.

That telegram's fishy.

Don't lie to me. You've got a girl.

Don't play innocent.

I said I'm going to spy on Morasseau.

Where's the sugar for the jam? Forget it again?

It's in the closet.

Shall I take you to the TV?

No, I want to go up to my room.

Watch yourself, Louis!

We'll lose our home if you mess around!

I'm not messing around.

So leave me alone. Go where you want, I don't care.

Dad would've locked you in the cellar!

Spy!

Mind your business!

Spy!

Yes, you are! You're watching!

Why?

Delphine's in Switzerland.

In Switzerland!

It's an emergency!

I'll be back soon.

She's still here?

What the hell are you doing here?

Will you stop sniveling!

Sorry, kitten.

I couldn't get rid of Filiol.

Morasseau came by, too.

It's still this deal of ours.

Mrs. Cuno and her son won't give in.

They're crazy, those two.

Think it's funny?

You want to evict them, demolish their house.

And they're crazy!

They'll get a new home, and money.

It's a golden chance for them.

A golden chance...

Give me a brandy.

Delphine's financing the deal, right?

Yes...Delphine and her husband!

Last time I saw her,

she said she wouldn't invest a cent in your frauds.

I didn't come to talk business.

I came for bed, kitten.

She's also dumping her screwball husband.

Delphine's vanished.

Shit!

What's going on?

It's died on me!

Dr. Morasseau is out.

You can leave a message after the tone signal.

Delphine, call Anna.

Asshole.

It's Anna.

What do you want?

To talk to Delphine.

She's away. Had a nervous breakdown.

Where is she?

Switzerland. Wants to be alone.

I must see her.

I couldn't care less.

What do you want, Miss?

Delphine.

Not here!

And the doctor?

Not here either.

He took Delphine's car, because of the flat tires.

Mechanic's coming.

Miss!

Little slut...Come here!

Get out of here!

Witch!

Dr. Morasseau is out.

You can leave a message after the tone signal.

Philippe, it's Hubert.

Filiol died in a car crash this morning. Call me at once.

Hi, Miss Foscarie.

Martha here?

- Run me into town. - My mail!

Hurry up!

I'll drop you here.

I can't be seen with you.

No passengers allowed.

See your friend Delphine?

CLOSED BECAUSE OF MURDER

Mom...

What?

Filiol...

What about him?

He's dead.

One down!

Fill 'er up.

Hell of a crash!

Hi, Louis darling!

Hi! I'm going on my rounds.

Wait a second.

About the butcher...

What?

Seems it wasn't his fault, but the car's.

The car's?

Nosy! Interests you, huh?

Sure. Tell me!

Mrs. Filiol's raising hell. The car had just been overhauled.

- She called in the cops. - The cops?

That's right, fella.

Know what they found in the motor? Syrup!

It was one big waffle.

Someone's practical joke misfired.

A cop's come to investigate.

- Quick, they'll go hard! - What?

The eggs! Get them off there fast!

I've had 2 every morning, with my coffee,

since I was 8. Can you believe it?

I had my 30,000th egg last month!

Wow! So a large coffee...

Yes. Got any paprika?

Paprika?

That red stuff. These are good with paprika.

Live and learn.

I'm a cop.

So I saw.

I keep a hen at home.

You laugh, the cop's coop!

Yeah, it's funny.

They're good. Did you know Filiol?

The butcher? Sure.

He'd come in once in a while.

He have any enemies?

Not me, anyway.

Got any ideas about his death?

Not really. Maybe it was meant as a gag...

Was there a broad involved?

A broad? Filiol? You kidding?

I didn't know him. I'm just asking.

- We've a 2nd crash, at the Cambuse. - Again!

Road's closed.

I'll have a small one.

The usual, Claude.

What's the Cambuse?

A gulch, just as you come out of a curve.

On the Neufchatel road.

A real booby trap.

There's an accident there every 2 weeks. Right?

Right!

- It's lively around here. - But not much on laughs.

What do I owe you?

The works?

$1.25.

Keep the change, friend.

I'll nose around a bit.

Have fun!

For your information, he's a cop.

An awful thing:

Mrs. Morasseau burned to death in her car.

She crashed in the Cambuse gulch.

What's the matter?

I don't get it.

Who's he?

Wants the boss.

Must be the cop.

Morning! 11:16 A.M.!

That way, please.

After you.

I must see you! I'll buy you dinner.

You know I can't go...My Mom!

Put the old bag to bed!

I'm off. We'll see about tonight.

You're coming! I'll tell the boss you go home during work.

See this dress, Louis?

I only wore it once, to eat out with Dad.

Just once.

Delphine's dead, Mom.

Burned.

Burned?

She went off the road at the Cambuse curve.

Wasn't she in Switzerland?

She came to get her things. To leave for good.

With "Tristan"!

Hurts you, her leaving with another guy.

She's dead, Mom. Killed.

That's 2 down! The wolf pack's thinning out.

Now there'll be no more words between us.

Tell me why.

A phone call, a note, a message,

even through Anna,

to explain your silence.

Why did you fall into my arms on your birthday? You were so lovely.

Answer and I'll leave you in peace.

Delphine, spare me another unanswered note,

if only for the love I bear you.

I adore you. Your Tristan.

Detective Lavardin.

How about that!

Know the Morasseaus well?

I delivered their mail, as I do everyone's.

May I go?

I didn't come about her. It's a coincidence.

I came about Filiol...

The butcher.

You knew Filiol?

I have to leave. Excuse me.

Now what's wrong?

I went to see...

Clever!

Nothing but wheels and ashes. Horrible!

I saw the cop.

He gave me a funny look. Asked if I knew Filiol.

It's nobody's fault, Louis.

Tonight we're dining at the Ch‚teau Gerseau.

You're nuts!

It's too expensive.

Nothing's too expensive for us!

It's too fancy.

- Haven't you ever dined out? - No.

And it means a late dinner.

I must tend to Mom.

4:55. You lock up, Miss Uriel.

I won't be back before 6:30.

Yes, Sir. No problem.

Do I turn you on?

Yes.

Pick me up at 8 p.m. outside my place,

dressed up and squeaky clean.

Driving what?

The mail van, dummy.

We're special delivery!

It's forbidden!

Forbidden fruit's the best.

I forgot. This is Oct. 12.

Oct. 12?

Our wedding anniversary.

Your Dad and I married on Oct. 12.

We'll pretend he's here tonight.

I've fixed a little feast. You'll love it.

I'll serve it.

You put on the record.

Baked tomatoes.

Take Dad's share.

I only want one.

Later, I'll go to Morasseau's. I may learn something.

Chicken in cheese sauce.

Burn yourself?

Smells wonderful!

Never mind, Mom.

It's hot!

You didn't hear me.

I'm going to Morasseau's, to save time.

You've got a girl, Louis!

No dessert for you! You hate your father!

You hate your father!

I can't even remember him!

You spoiled it all! You don't love your parents!

You don't love anybody!

You're a deserter!

You're not fighting for us, deserter!

I've been waiting 45 minutes!

I had another fight with Mom.

Didn't change pants?

I couldn't.

Looks silly.

Ch‚teau Gerseau?

Of course!

I'll order for both of us, OK? Leave it to me.

Happy?

We'll both have foie gras and sweetbreads.

Very good! The wine?

Champagne!

A 1976 Piper...?

This is living!

Here's to us!

It's good.

Let's dive in.

Know what I think?

You put the sugar in Filiol's gas tank.

You crazy?

What're you looking at?

It's just the lawyer and his wife.

And some guy.

He can afford to come here every day.

Scared?

Of what?

Then eat!

You didn't answer me. Was Filiol your doing?

Listen, Henriette, I like you.

I'll tell you a secret.

Promise not to repeat it.

Swear?

I watch them all. Day and night.

They foul up, and wham!

Who?

Him...

And Morasseau.

The butcher too, before.

What do they want from you?

Well?

We don't know.

Kick us out of our house.

Tear down, build, who knows!

So I spy.

The bastards!

Him! I scratched up his car one night.

No kidding!

And I once punctured 2 of Morasseau's tires.

You want war? I'll give you war?

And Filiol?

What about him?

You mustn't tell a soul.

You hear? No one!

You killed a man.

Would you like dessert?

Want the cream puffs?

I don't know.

2 cream puffs.

He was a bastard.

You didn't kill Delphine?

How could you think such a thing?

I just asked.

Tonight, after dinner.

I'll check out Morasseau's.

I want to get him. It's all his fault.

These are cream puffs?

You didn't know? Why'd you let me order them?

I left it to you.

I'm going with you.

Where?

Spying. Take me along.

Well, Cuno, having a ball?

Enjoy it while you can.

Laugh on Friday

Cry on Sunday.

Don't laugh, you little fool.

This old man's a drag!

That asshole!

Don't worry. We'll get 'em.

Sit up straight!

He scares me!

He going to stay there?

Philippe!

My poor Philippe!

See that? He's going crazy because of her.

They've gone to bed. You drew a blank tonight.

I must go. Mom's downstairs.

Come on, Louis.

Gently.

- Mr. Lavoisier? - That's right.

Detective Lavardin.

I know.

Got a moment?

Wait for me.

Just a few details.

What about?

FILAMO.

That is...LAMO. Starts with FI...

That leaves LA...voisier and MO...rasseau.

A realty firm I want no more to do with.

Why not?

Because Gerard's gone.

And the Cunos are refusing a fortune for their place.

Which place?

We had plans for their land.

Stupidity's incurable. I'm giving up.

And the doctor?

Philippe'll never be the same. He loved his wife.

Delphine...That right?

Correct.

That stupid accident.

She was walking out, huh?

There was luggage in the car.

I think she'd decided to leave.

Excuse me.

- A parking ticket. - Sorry?

A ticket on your car.

"You must know:

"Morasseau's money came from Delphine.

"She's disappeared.

"She'd backed out of FILAMO's frauds.

"I was her lover, Tristan."

She said on her birthday she was leaving.

Switzerland was the first stop.

The birthday party. Lots of people, no?

A big crowd.

- Not the Cunos, huh? - Certainly not the Cunos!

Don't answer, Louis!

It's the cop.

Don't answer it.

I have to. If I don't it'll look suspicious.

They may have bribed him.

May I come in, Mr. Cuno?

Some fortress you've got!

Can we go inside?

Mom's not well, and I'm going to work.

I insist.

Leave us alone, dammit!

Your mother's upset, no?

It's decrepit.

I talked to Lavoisier...

It's not for sale.

Excuse me.

Tell him to get out.

He's a policeman!

Who you for?

Stop it!

I'm off to work. You can't stay.

People are weird these days.

Dr. Morasseau in his garden last night...

Sorry?

He acted strange.

The old servant seems like a good soul.

You were there?

You'd better come clean!

I don't want

your Mom to hear about your fancy dinners,

your romps in the grass.

Get rid of him or I'll call your Dad.

We're going.

You so scared of her you lock her in?

She's sick. Needs my constant care.

I'm going to work now.

Did you quarrel with Filiol?

And Morasseau?

No. He's crazy.

I've a feeling you're in trouble, boy.

Don't say a word, Louis. Let them all drop dead.

I'm paid, not very much,

to nose around, spy, pester people.

And to find the truth.

You understand that?

Understand?

Then what did you do on the evening of Oct. 10?

The night before Filiol died?

Watched TV with Mom, like every night.

Every night...Not last night!

What was on TV?

A Western: "Rio Bravo".

I've seen it. John Wayne.

I'll check it in the paper.

We'll spy in the woods tonight. I've lots more to show you.

The cop saw us.

What?

Asked why we were there.

He's a pig!

I don't like it.

We did nothing wrong.

Listen, he'll surely question you.

Don't mention what I told you about Filiol.

Silly! I don't talk to cops.

Let's have the eggs.

Done just right...

Here you go...and the paprika.

Hey, that's you!

I look good in photos.

That was Sept. 27, at the birthday party.

Quite a crowd.

Anna Foscarie wasn't in church today.

So I noticed.

I saw you there.

She wasn't at home, either.

How do you know, barkeeper?

I usually take her breakfast.

To her place?

Yes, to her place.

Very good...nice and tender.

Then you have a key to Anna's.

You're not going in there while she's away!

Yes I am!

So look around in the back,

find me a crowbar, a sledgehammer, a chisel,

and go to Anna's with me.

You'll be a witness.

We can't do that. She may just be off on a spree.

The police can do anything!

Careful.

Don't mess up her door too much.

I'm going. I'm a witness there's no corpse.

Stay! I have to look around.

Alarm radio.

She's a late riser.

Can I go now?

Wait a second, fella.

No one's showered or bathed here today.

I wouldn't know.

"Today, I'm going away for good.

"I have my reasons.

"They're enough to make me give up all this.

"Anna."

That's that!

She's gone.

I told you. Can I go now?

Yeah. See you later.

Thanks for watching me.

"A present for you.

"H.L."

For Delphine.

"Dear Delphine...

"Anna...

"bought sunglasses."

"For Delphine...

"Philippe."

Morning, everybody.

- Lavardin, police. - Yes, I know.

I won't keep you long.

Just one or two questions.

Zoom lens?

A 70-210. Excuse me. It's fragile.

Of course.

I wanted to ask you...

Did you know Anna Foscarie?

Sure, we're practically neighbors.

Didn't she buy sunglasses from you recently?

Yes.

What's your first name again?

Alexander.

I prefer "Tristan".

Philippe's gone crazy, Louis!

Crazy!

Don't say anything.

Finished your rounds?

Wasn't this Delphine Morasseau's?

She's deaf.

Come on.

We're going to chat.

No more house troubles?

No.

I'll tell you:

I think Delphine Morasseau's death wasn't accidental.

Something's wrong.

I think Delphine's death

the butcher's...

Anna's flight and the mysterious "Tristan's" vows

have something in common.

What's that?

Your house.

Anna's gone?

Did you know Delphine... two-timed the doctor?

You can't do that!

Come on, now.

Feeling better?

Start talking.

That all?

Rest for a couple of minutes.

Go on!

Stop it!

I've stopped.

Where and when did you put the sugar in Filiol's car?

It wasn't me.

- I asked where and when. - Wasn't me! Shit!

Yes, it was. Little prick!

You're getting on my nerves, the pack of you!

But I warn you, I'll trap you.

Because I can see things, even at night.

Lavoisier...

Hubert Lavoisier...

Attorney.

Mr. Lavoisier, please.

But it's 5 A.M.

It is for me, too. This is the police. Hurry!

- I must see you at once. - It's a bit early for me.

I'm waiting at your lover's.

Be here in 10 minutes, no more.

I'll show 'em!

Is she here?

Have you a warrant?

I don't like your games. Mentioning my lover in my home.

I'm all broken up.

You didn't tell me of your affair with Anna.

It's hampering a police investigation.

My love life's your business?

Everything is!

I'm looking for Anna.

She's gone off leaving a mysterious note.

She's unbalanced.

Where do you think she went?

I've no idea.

Tell me about Morasseau.

What can I tell you?

Everything.

Listen, it's 5 A.M.

You're here illegally. I don't...

You knew Delphine Morasseau had a lover?

No, I didn't.

Liar!

I protest!

You tried to force the Cunos out of their house?

Not at all! We offered terms.

Liar!

That will do! I'm going!

Oh no, you're not!

Let me go!

A friend of mine drowned in a sink.

1...2...3...

4...5...

6...

I'll count to 20 and we'll talk some more.

7...

8...9...10...

11...12...

My friend drowned at 49.

Well?

This'll cost you your job.

This very morning.

I swear it!

So what?

When did you last see Delphine Morasseau?

Let me go, idiot! I've no more to say.

But you do!

Here we go: 1...2...

3...4...

Where's Anna Foscarie?

5...6...

Dry yourself.

There!

OK now?

You're crazy! You'll go to prison.

Let's not trade places.

Want a third session?

Wait!

I swear I don't know where Anna is.

I'll try to believe you.

Now: FILAMO and the Cunos.

It was Filiol. He was rough.

He once talked of burning them out.

No...Morasseau!

What am I supposed to say?

Who was to finance your scheme?

Us, of course. Who else?

Liar! Watch out, or I'll fill the tub!

You're sick!

About Morasseau...

Listen!

I'll tell you a secret,

if you promise I can leave afterward.

I'm not an ogre!

I warn you,

you're forcing me to violate my professional secrecy.

You have my absolution.

Come on, spill it. I'm in a hurry.

Delphine came to see me

the day after her birthday.

She'd quarreled with Philippe.

She asked me to alter her marriage settlement,

to reduce her husband's share.

That all?

She didn't want to put another cent into FILAMO.

Did you do as she said?

I didn't have time... unfortunately.

You told all this to Morasseau?

Yes.

So much for professional secrecy!

Who inherits Delphine's fortune?

I don't know.

You worry about the Filiol case.

The rest can only bring you trouble,

real trouble.

I'll forget your lively methods

if you stop poking into what, after all,

is not your business.

You're free to go.

I hope you've understood me.

CITY MORGUE

Good morning. Police.

I want to see the body you got 2 days ago.

The car-crash victim.

The burned woman? Not a pretty sight.

I'll bet.

There's a snag.

Logically...

Logically what?

I got a burial permit for her last night.

I don't have to...

I'm not even allowed to show you the body.

I'd need permission.

And who brought you the burial permit?

The local doctor...Morasseau.

Weird guy. Nervous.

Whose name's on the permit? You have it here?

I'd have my wrist slapped if I didn't.

Here it is.

The name is... Delphine Morasseau.

Hey, it's the same name!

Maybe a relative. That's why he was nervous.

Now show me the body.

It's not legal.

To make it legal I'd have to go back there.

All that red tape. It'll take hours.

Be a good guy, huh?

It's my neck!

I know. But think of my problem too.

Stick of gum?

- Mum's the word! - Naturally.

The burn victim... Here she is!

Face badly damaged?

Unrecognizable!

I even hate to lift the sheet.

This body is not to leave here for any reason.

Got that?

Love me, Louis?

Obviously.

I'll take you to lunch.

What do you say?

We'll see. I'll do my rounds.

If you don't eat with me,

I won't speak to you or touch you again.

There's nothing for us in the mail now.

We have to watch out for the cops.

Scared of the cops?

No, just careful.

You're in a rush.

Lots of work. I'll take you down.

You must go below. I can't see you at noon.

It's the cop.

A mailman knows everyone. He wants to see me.

It's not true.

Don't worry. I'll take care of you...and the house.

But I've a life, too. You see?

I knew it.

You've got a girl.

A slut who wants you all to herself.

Let me go!

I'll go back up!

I'll try to be home by 7 P.M.

Eat a good lunch!

Come back for lunch or I'll set the house on fire!

Emile!

DR MORASSEAU'S OFFICE

Next!

My intuition tells me you're the detective on the Filiol case.

That's right.

What hurts?

My dear friend,

everything!

My teeth, my throat,

my feet, my stomach. I'm a wreck!

I can't sleep more than a few hours

with my eyes open.

- That all? - Unfortunately, no.

I also suffer from

what do you call it... acute paranoia.

Weird, huh?

I've a feeling everyone's lying to me.

You need a psychiatrist.

When you examined Mrs. Morasseau's body...

You are the doctor who examined her, right?

When you examined her,

you knew at once she was beyond help?

May I make a phone call?

Lavardin here.

Got the information?

It's her.

One second!

Did you and your wife have a fight

when she backed out of the Cuno deal?

I know of your "chat" with my friend Lavoisier.

You lack judgment, you went too far.

I'm charging you with the murder of Anna Foscarie.

And you're a suspect in your wife's disappearance.

You're insane!

You can phone your lawyer if you want.

I know your superiors. I'll break you.

The body in the morgue is Anna's.

You faked that accident.

You lost your head when Delphine dropped you.

Don't call my wife by her first name!

You're seriously slandering me!

What did you do with her body?

Nutty as they come!

Anna became the body you needed

to hide your real murder.

Where's your wife?

I have to wash my hands.

And you're washed up, too!

"Nutty, nutty..."

Not as nutty as all that!

Smartass!

Give me the Highway Patrol.

Lavardin here. Pull over Dr. Morasseau's car.

White convertible Chevy.

2145 LA 76

What's the charge?

Resisting arrest!

I'm an idiot!

Here.

You use 2 pillows?

One was for you.

Glad you came for lunch?

Well, we've found the doctor's wife!

You're an angel!

Hungry, Louis?

I'm still hungry!

That's your house!

Mom!

Fire!

Your place!

Stop!

I've got the keys!

We found Delphine. It was Anna in the car.

The wife was in the statue. Not bad, eh?

Morasseau's boyfriend, Henri, in Switzerland,

mailed the letters. That Morasseau!

To top it all, he was AC/DC!

And as for

the dirty brat who put sugar in the butcher's gas tank...

I'll let him off.

But he was a dirty brat, you agree?

I guess so...

Go join your sweetheart.

Where are they taking her?

To hospital. To calm her. You'll see your mom again.

So where am I gonna sleep?

Hurry, mailman!

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