All language subtitles for The Girl (1987)

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Yes, thank you.
Have a nice day.

Do you have 300 crowns?

Do you live here?

Yes.

And you can get him
without any problems?

Are you alone?

You can have me for 300 crowns.

I'm sorry but
I thought you were a schoolgirl.

So I am. I go to school in there.

But I'm only free for lunch break
so you have to make your mind up quickly.

Come on.

Vivica?

No problems in getting in?

You hungry?

I said, are you hungry?

Haven't you understood
what this is all about?

I came up here with you
because I needed 300 crowns.

Not to eat lunch.

Now, shall we have some lunch?

Have we got time for all this?

At lunch time
I think people should eat lunch.

But I've only got
a 40 minute lunch break.

Well, you can be laying the table.

Place her in the table.

Glasses over there and
knives and forks in the drawer.

Down on both sides.

Yes, please.

I don't understand what's going on.

We thought that we would...

Beer?

Would you like beer or what?

Or would you like milk?

Milk, please.

Milk.

And eggs.

What was it that you thought?

Well, didn't I offer you?

Listen, you got your money now.

Eat your lunch and forget about selling
something you should take good care of.

Hmm?

I don't want it.

I was damned honest with you.

But now you're behaving like
some kind of bloody superman.

You're all the same.

I'm not a child and
I won't be treated like one.

Understood?
Understood?

Young girl.

Very young girl.

You misunderstand me if you
think that I'm treating you like a child.

Yeah, what? 16 or 17,
aren't you?

You needed 300 crowns.

But I've never had to pay
for what you're suggesting.

And I never intend to either.

Understood?

To use your choice of words.

Understood?

That bivouque of business
when we came in.

That was a bit of overacting, wasn't it?

Not at all.

No.
Was she your wife?

Somebody much more important.

My housekeeper.

Let me see the time.

My God.

Listen, thanks for lunch.

And, um, don't forget what I
said to you in the street with you.

I'll see you at the door.

Hi, hi.

Eva.

You've no reason to be jealous.

Oh, I know.

I could have always taken
a different taxi.

I'm not so damn sensitive.

I'm taxis as good as another.

Hello, darling.

Mmm.

Well, at least I made it before
you finished your whisky.

I was relying on the slow service here.

A whisky for Mrs. Pope?

No. Tonight we're drinking champagne,
so I'll have a very dry martini.

Dry martini?
Very well.

Darling, I'm sorry I'm late.
It was impossible to find a taxi.

Well, I've ordered already
a teddy for grass and the soul.

And the champagne.

Just think of it.

That will be married for five years.

And, but I'm still in love with you.

You are?

As a matter of fact, I am.

Well then,
to our wedding anniversary.

Scull.

It's amazing how liberated
these young girls are.

I mean, you're old enough
to be her father.

Maybe she felt safer with
somebody who could be her father.

Still, I think it was a mistake
to give her the money.

She may get romantic ideas.

She was pretty.

She needed three under crowns.

And believe me,
she wasn't romantic.

You can have me
for three hundred crowns.

God, sounds terrible.

So crude, like...

Like what?

Sounds crude however you put it.

Except when you do it.

Everything sounds beautiful in bed.

Imagine if I didn't care for you
so much, how easy it would be for me.

Now I'm jealous.

Oh what?

Quarter past two, babe.
Your last train's just gone.

Yes, I know.

Where are you going to
spend the night? I take the taxi home.

And who's going to pay for that?

The taxi would cost at least two
hundred crowns, and that's not a huge tip.

What we need is a car.
A big one.

Darling. John.

Where'd you put the bottle?

Why the hell are you working
at that bitch of a job, Pat?

You are too, remember?

Come on, for Christ's sakes. I
don't live in the fancy suburbs like you.

I don't live anywhere.

Ayl?
This is Pat.

Hello, Pat.

Hello.

She's got to be at school
tomorrow morning at eight fifteen.

And this cat here is Lenski.

We should have left him
outside because he smells like hell.

He's got bugs and Polish gonorrhea.

Polish Gonorrhea?

Yep, her.

It's bloody exclusive.

John, it's quarter past.

Looking to be a part of Knopkans
Garden today, will you?

See if anything needs doing.

I thought I'd go there after lunch.

Oh, thanks.

Put some soda water in
the fridge and some beer.

Shall I pour the coffee?

Yeah.

Ah, you must get a move on.

Darling, you're going to be late.

I don't have to go to the office today.

I'm going straight to the court.

I'll keep my fingers crossed for you.

I telephoned
the apartment last night.

Nobody answered.

No, of course not.
There's nobody there.

I felt jealous.

Silly.

I thought you might have
hidden that child there.

Stupid of you, wasn't it?

I'm sorry.

Let's be some empty old man.

Tom!

Yes, that was nice.

Oh, Mr. Burke.

Get the card, David.
I'll be right with you.

Yes?

You represent Christine Grandin,
the real estate dealer, don't you?

Evening news.

Yes, I'm his legal advisor.

Then perhaps you could
tell me where he is?

I'm sorry, but my legal responsibilities do not
include enlightening the press on such subjects.

But you do now?

No, as a matter of fact, I don't.

Really? Pity.

How big a figure have they come to
in there? Have the audit has finished yet?

I'm sorry, but I really don't know
what he's talking about.

If you'll excuse me,
I'm in a hurry.

Taking Swedish currency out
of the country illegally?

The figure I heard is 25 million.
Not bad at all.

Indeed.

Well, he certainly won't be in
a hurry to see Sweden again.

You really mean to say
you don't know where he is?

No.

Pity.

Would it have been a nice chance for
a free holiday? Somewhere south, perhaps?

Yes, I'm thinking about
taking a holiday myself.

And now you'll have
to excuse me.

Do they hurry around, General?

Mr. Lindberg.

Sit down.

Mr. Lindberg.

You've seen fit to print an article about
our daughter and your newspaper.

As far as I know, there were
no names mentioned.

General's daughter?

The father's name has been mentioned
in connection with the post-op.

Is that sufficiently clear?

My daughter is not a shoplifter.

Oh, no.

She paid for the blasted blouse.
She didn't steal it.

The blouse was discovered
in her possession.

That's not altogether uninteresting.

It's also rather interesting
that you avoided prosecution

because a father happened
to be a general.

Bullshit.

Yes, I quite agree.

You are a little gutter journalist,
Mr. Lindberg, who specialises in garbage.

So Daddy thinks
I'm garbage, does he?

What a pleasure to meet you,
Miss Carlson.

The next time you write about me,
you can say that I listen at doors as well.

But if my father had been
a radical left-wing carpenter,

you wouldn't have printed a word.

Of course. It's always more
interesting when it's the daughter of...

Professional killer?

Pat.

Professional killer's daughter steals
300-crown blouse and pays for it herself.

Perhaps you'd like my photograph?

Pat, that's enough.

You didn't think I got the money
from my father, did you?

Oh, no.
He's got principles.

I had to earn
those 300 crowns myself.

Pat, please.

You earned 300 crowns.

You certainly earned them pretty quickly.

You stole the blouse at 9.15 and
paid for it at 4 the same day.

Yet you're in school between
9.30 and 3.45 in the afternoon?

There is a lunch break for
those that don't eat school lunch.

Oh. And what do you do
during your lunch break?

Become a hooker
for half an hour.

Please.

A hooker?

Go upstairs to your room immediately.

Hooker? Hooker?

Haw!

Goes to bed with a man.

You can have a photograph
and you can use the caption.

And how do you feel today?

And I'll tell you,
I feel fantastic.

Because I got hold of a man
who really was a man.

And where'd you find
this wonderful man?

Was he waiting for you
outside the school?

Yes. Imagine it.
On the same street.

A lawyer.

So if you ever get into
trouble with the law,

I can put in a good word
for you with Mr. Bow.

Mr. Who? A lawyer?

Well...

That's that.

No further comments, General?

I just hope you understand the true
picture of what happened, Mr. Lindberg.

No further comments.

Mr. Berg, please.

He's at the office.

I've seen.

Who shall I say called?

It doesn't matter,
I'll call back this evening.

Excuse me.

Yes, Mr. Berg
interested in young girls.

What?

Mr. Berg, the lawyer.

He's interested in young girls.

Why?

Forget it.

Lindberg, evening news.

If there should be
anything of interest.

Ah.

I didn't realize that Miss Carson was here.

Well, now that I know
what your second name is,

perhaps you could tell
me your first name too?

Pat.

Well, Miss Pat Carson,
what can I do for you?

I've come to repay you
the 300 crowns you lent me.

Is that necessary?

Absolutely.

I don't want to be
owing anybody anything.

I gave you lunch yesterday.

Why don't you spend the money
on taking me to dinner?

- Tonight?
- Tonight, if it suits you. It suits me.

Good.

Would you phone home for me?

Business dinner.

Sorry I'm late again.

I'll be right with you.

Bring out the suit, Rebecca.

Uh, Mr. Berg phoned to say you
won't be able to make it home for dinner.

He's tied up with a
client, but he won't be late.

Forget about the suit then.

You're
very lucky having an apartment like this

to go to when you want to be alone.

Would you like something to drink?

There will be no more wine.

Who's this?

Your wife?

Yes.

How old is she?

Well, how old do you think I am?

A man is never too old.

I'm a little bit worried about your parents.

I think you should phone them.

And tell them what?

That I'm here with you.

You could have been out
with a friend.

But you'll be home soon.

Come on, I'll drive you home.

I don't plan to go home tonight.

No?

No. No.

When you're tired of me, I'll go down
to Grungegafel and wash my dishes.

Then I'll find somewhere to sleep.

Don't you have a good home?

I have a father
who's a professional killer.

A mother who's so busy with
all her charities and committees,

she doesn't even have the time
to say good morning to me.

I've looked after myself
since I was ten.

And whenever I've needed
love and affection,

I've had to go out and get it.

I'm not going home.

You could spend the night here.

Aren't you going to answer it?

No.

I'm just causing you
a lot of trouble, aren't I?

I really should speak to your parents.

If you do, I'll tell them
we've slept together.

You're not very grateful, are you?

Have you never thought
that it could be

rather nice to have a very,
very young mistress?

I'll be honest with you
so long as you are with me.

I'm not a virgin, but I don't
go to bed with absolutely anybody.

I wanted to make love to you.

If you're not interested in me, I'd
be grateful if I could stay here tonight.

Then I'll never bother you again.

Aren't you being a bit naive?

The flight is at 1.15.

It takes 45 minutes to get to
Orlando Airport, and it's now 12.30.

You'll have to drive a bit
faster than usual, darling.

Come on, baby.

Oh, my God.

I told you when I get to jail.

And if you're away too long,
I'm going to come and get you.

Mr. Berg?

You know, there's a funny bloke
who works for the evening news.

He says he arranges that
Mr. Berg chases after young girls.

How's possible?

He must be mad.

Maybe he is.

For all he writes
for the newspapers.

Maybe he's right,
though, about Mr. Berg.

I hope John will be all right.

Of course he will.
Why not?

Oh, isn't he taking rather a big risk?

I know, but it's useless
trying to stop him.

Are you being followed?

No, I don't think so.

I can never get
too much of the sun.

And how were things at home?

The usual bloody awful weather,
I suppose.

Yes.

The auditors report came through.

Ah, yes.
I imagine so.

If you are caught, it could be
up to three years in prison.

How much?

Five.

Good.
That makes it 25.

To hell with a country
in the taxation system.

It's my money.

Why the hell shouldn't I be
able to take it out of the country?

You're good, but
then I pay you to be good.

You said you wanted
to speak to me.

Why here in Venice
rather than in Genoa?

I thought it was safest.

Perhaps this will stop you
from worrying.

And be sensible.

Keep it out of Sweden.

One day, you may need it.

Mr. Berg, I take you
to your island now.

Here from Sweden.

How do you know?

The house is rented by a Swede.

Murami is a very small place.

I'll fix a motorboat for you
if you want to.

It's not all that fast,
but it goes.

And it always can
be handy to have.

How was your trip?

Fine, thanks to you.

I've been dying for you
to get here.

There's a man in the doorway.

Oh.

How much?

50,000 liras.

Thank you.

Oh.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Oh.

You have to get somebody
to clean the house and cook.

You have to have food and wine.

You must have a good supply.

If it's bad weather, you can't
get in here with the boat.

Do you know anyone reliable?

Adriana is reliable.

And I can look after the transport.

Good.
When can she start?

Tomorrow.

Pick me up tomorrow morning at 9,
then we'll go shopping in Murana.

Okay?

Let's go and have a look around.

- Shall we?
- Yes.

I want you to see the garden.

It's completely overgrown
and absolutely beautiful.

Good afternoon.

John Berg's lawyer's office.

And may I speak with
Mr. Berg, please?

I'm sorry.
Mr. Berg is away at the moment.

Mr. Klein and Mr. Anson are here.

Has he been away long?

He left yesterday.

And he'll be back?

Mr. Berg is on
a business trip abroad.

Why is it his call?
Thanks.

It's all right.

You bastard.

Remember, Louis?

Lindberger.

Evening news.
What happened?

Well, it broke my leg, didn't I?

Though the timber fell on top of me.

That too happened now too,
with my already started on Monday.

Did you ever see this girl
with Mr. Berg?

Well, I can't see her while
we're out in the glasses.

I suppose you could use some extra money,
uh, with your accident and everything.

Yeah.
Yeah, that's right.

Thank you.

I'll send you
the money tomorrow.

Yeah.
You do that.

I told you that as long as you were
honest with me, I'd be honest with you.

And you haven't been
honest with me, have you?

You've made love to
your wife since we met.

Admit it,
have you or haven't you?

Is she good in bed?

I'm damn jealous.

Can you understand that?

There is no need to
be jealous of my wife.

Because I married the wrong
woman for the wrong reasons.

Have you any idea
how much I love you?

I could kill you.

Mr. Berg?

Yes, I'm coming.

This is Adriana, my cousin.

She's very good.
She can help with hearing.

The boat's nearly full.
Supplies, I bother myself.

So you don't have to go
to the moron myself. Good.

Hello.
My name's Pat.

Adriana can't speak.

But she understands
everything you said to her.

It's probably not such a bad idea
to have servants who can't speak.

Paradise, do you know something?

I've never been so happy before.

I never want to leave
this island on you.

We promise to be honest
with each other.

Nothing can last forever.

Yes, it can.

You can go back and work. I'll stay
here. Be here whenever you need me.

This is where we'll live
and this is where we'll love.

Your parents will have
something to say about that.

I expect they're ready to please
that I'm out of their way.

I expect the police are
looking for you, Beno.

How exciting.

What if they turned out about us?

I can see the headlines now.

Society lawyer elopes
for 14-year-olds.

Although I'll be 15 on Saturday,
you haven't forgotten, have you?

No, of course not.

Don't worry. Nobody's
going to find out about us.

Let's just enjoy ourselves
whilst we can.

You're the most attractive man alive.

No, there's been
nothing happening at all.

Some journalist's been trying
to get hold of you a few times.

He asked for your address abroad.

No, no,
we didn't give it to him.

I think Sarah said
the call came from Venice.

Is that where you are?

Beno.

Ah, I see.

General.

Oh, yes, I phone her.

No, we won't forward any mail.

John, can I get hold of you if
something important should come up?

I see. You phone me.

Bye-bye.

Oh, that's one.
That's a good one.

Hello, Erica.
Is Mrs. Bergeton?

Where can I get her?

I see.
She phones me.

Bye-bye.

God!

Breakfast is served.

Breakfast.

Ooh!

Be careful.
They're as hot as hell.

Do you believe in hell?
Heaven and hell?

Do you believe in all that?

There's only one kind of hell.

And that will be where
your old husband gets back,

and it will be more difficult
for us to meet.

He's not old.

I don't like to hear you call him old.

A saint, yeah?
A saint?

You know,
I often wonder to myself,

"Why do I meet you? Why?"

You little shit.

I'll tell you why.

I've got something between
my legs that doesn't just hang down.

It will stand straight up.

And it's something that
you need bloody badly.

So let your fancy attitude make
way for something that's better.

A real woman.

Oh, no.

We're going to wait a while.

We'll be nice, wouldn't it?

Right now?

No.

We'll wait a while.

I'm a vogue of bastard, aren't I?

Oh.

I'm damn good at screwing.

Come here.

Come on.
Please. No!

Oh, my God, what a bloody sight.

You're disgusting.

Do you think this is love?

It's bloody female stupidity,
that's all.

Love?

Do you believe in love?

Get dressed and get out.

Get out!

My big love doesn't need
to hide from me.

Hello?

Rebecca. Hello.

Yeah. Okay.

I'll call him.

Can we talk later?

I'll call you back.

Back.

Back!

Have you seen Pat?
The girl.

Don't ever do that again.

Don't ever do what again?

Disappear.

Well, didn't disappear.

When I came home, I ran
straight in here to kiss you.

And then I found your message.

What message?

The one you wrote that stuck on the mural.

But I didn't write any message.

There was a message here
on the mural.

Well, where is it now, then?

I left it here.

So you're saying
you didn't write anything?

No.
I've been here all the time.

I went for a walk and had a swim.

Then I came back here
and waited for you.

Darling, there was a note here.

Well, what was written on it, then?

Did you...

Did I what?
Did I kill myself?

Yes.

Oh, John.

I'm very much in love with you.

I want to live.
I don't want to die.

Oh, but it's not really my birthday.

I was only joking.

But I do love having birthdays.

In that case, you're not open it
until your real birthday.

Promise?

I promise.

So that note did scare you a little?

It terrified me.

Good.

Dinner.

Let's dress up properly.

It's going to be
a really special dinner.

What is special about it?

Because I've known you for
exactly a week and two days.

And I've made love to you
for exactly a week.

Well, what do you know,
Mr. John Berg?

Who are you?

Oh, we've met before.

Lindbergh's the name.
It's a small world, isn't it?

What do you want?

Well, that's not such
an easy question anymore.

A little while back I thought,
just follow, Mr. Berg.

Don't lose his track, because wherever
he is, you'll probably also find...

And what do you know?

A teenager from Jorsholm reported
missing by her daddy, the general.

Why, shouldn't we go inside?
We've got a lot to talk about.

How did you get here?

The only possible way.
By boat.

Then now you live in the same way.
You have nothing to talk about.

Easy!
Maybe I'm invited.

Hello, Pat!

So you're still listening at doors.

Thanks for the last time, by the way.
You appeared just when I needed you.

Do you know him, Pat?

Yes, I know him.

Indeed she does.

You still haven't said what you want.

All this "what do you want"
stuff, it's beginning to get me down.

Well, can't we just sit down
and talk about it like decent people?

Or don't you have any decency left?

He's going to spoil everything for us.

Yes, I know.

Don't let him, John.

He'll never let go.

He's just a second-class
journalist hunting for scandal.

It's always been the same.

Pedal eyes, gossip.

Things never change.

Perhaps if I go back like a good
little girl, ask them all to forgive me.

It don't make any difference.

He wants to give us a hard time.

He's plain, fat and mouse.

We could play that game, too.

What?

Well, for a start, there's
no telephone on the island.

Which means he can't harm us
so long as he stays here.

And he has to use our boat
to go anywhere.

And that's what he will do.

When's Antonio due?

Not until Saturday.

It's only a slight delay as far
as Ilimberg is concerned.

He's so sure he's got us trapped,
he thinks he can afford to play a little.

Do you love me?

Yes.

I mean, you know,
really love me.

Of course I do.

And everything's going to be fine.

Are you satisfied now?

I'm never really satisfied.

The type of work
I do isn't like that.

My job is to be interested in
what's going on in the world.

Well, don't you show your interest
in rather a sad way.

This is a story, for example.

What do you get out of it?

My dear little girl, you don't know
how big it could be.

But you're murdering us.

Not at all?

Yes, you are.

Believe me, you'll survive.

But what about John?

Oh, he'll have a hard time,
but all right.

But then you've got to pay
for your mistakes.

The sooner he begins to
understand that, the better.

- Has he ever done you any harm?
- Me?

Yes, you, since you're
so intent on murdering him.

I'm only doing my job.

Wouldn't it be enough if you
just phoned a Swedish police?

No.

Is there nothing that can make
you drop this whole case?

You're trying to bribe me.

No.

I just want you to forget it,
that's all.

Over my dead body.

The boat engine won't start.

If a boat comes to pick him up now,
then it means somebody knows he's here.

And if a boat comes, then...

Then that's the end of me.

The boat's bound to come
and pick him up.

I know it will.

I won't let anything happen to you.

We're the ones that have got
the right to carry on living, not him.

He just wants to destroy us.

Everybody's got an equal right to live.

But he's going to ruin us.

Be quiet.

Can't you sleep?

I want to talk to you.

Yes.

I thought you might.

About Pat.

Really?

That's not quite what I had in mind.

And you know that very well.

Pat gets hysterical
just having you around.

But I'm not going to
waste time on talking.

What's your price?

An address?

I can't give it to you.

Oh, yes, you can, Mr. Berg.

Plus a little of what
you know of his plans.

He's not going back to Sweden,
is he?

Who's smuggling
the money out from?

Does he know you're here?

Shouldn't you be at home
looking after his interest now

that things are beginning
to get a bit hot?

I know my responsibility.

And I know mine.

That kid Pat thinks I'm going
to murder you for her sake.

But believe me,
she's not that interesting.

A lawyer having an affair with a teenager
from Juschon doesn't create headlines.

There are too many teenagers.

And too many lawyers
who can't get it up.

Besides, the evening news
isn't a scandal sheet.

I followed you for one reason
and one reason only.

Grandens.

Tell her that sometime,
will you?

Tell her I was after
a much bigger fish.

The really big one.

This is extortion.

Lawyers think of words for everything.

So, how much?

What?

You're forgetting that you ever found me.

I know I made a mistake.

I should be at home now.

But I'm prepared to pay
for that mistake.

I'm not going to forgive you
for this, Berg.

For thinking you could bribe me.

Or for the fact I need the money so damned
badly I'm prepared to allow myself to be bribed.

Now you despise me.

Perhaps I have my reasons.

I want to know
what I intend to write.

How the hell should I know?

And I'll still write about you
and your baby doll anyway.

I wasn't included in the price.

I'll get the hell out of here.

Get out before
I try to change my mind!

So, it's just
the two of us today.

And today there's nothing wrong
with the boat.

It started all right this morning,
didn't it?

It would when
there's a battery in it.

What does he want to do?
Keep me here?

There's nothing he would like
more than for you to leave.

Really? Well, the boat's
got to come sometime.

You're not self-sufficient.
I'll get away from here.

And then what?

Oh, and then.

When you think of the
trouble young girls can cause.

Are you referring to me?

Oh, no. I'm thinking
about the great lover.

Geriatric lawyer in bed
with schoolgirls.

Great.

Well, who knows?
You might marry him.

- Do you think you will?
- It's got nothing to do with you.

Perhaps not.

It's not my fault the world
looks the way it does.

And who's interested
in what John and I do?

Oh, lots of people.

Well, let me tell you something.

This thing between John and I,
it's my first love, my first real love.

And it's good and
clean and beautiful.

Not just for me,
but for John too.

Oh, sweet and romantic.

Alleluia.

Have you never been in love?

I've had the hots for lots of girls.

Like you.

Like him.

You can call it love
if it sounds better.

But in love, him.

Don't give me that shit.

Did you tell you so?

Take it for what it is.

I should think
you're fantastic in bed.

You think so?

Yes.

Should we go for a swim?

I want to get warm first.

Hey, come on, it's warm!

Come on!

You should never wear
a wet bathing suit.

Are you trying to bribe me into silence?

Where is he?

In the beach.

He gave us no choice.

It was either him or you.

I have no regrets.

I stabbed him in the back
with two knives.

Didn't you suspect anything?

No.

I love you.

Nothing must ever happen to you.

What about his belongings?
His suitcase and typewriter?

What is it?

A telegram to his newspaper.

The editorial section,
evening news Stockholm.

Regret trip failure regarding
promised report on ground ends.

I have stopped search for Berg.
Holiday continues as normal.

I don't understand.
He was here on holiday.

The important thing
is what he has written.

Lindbergh.

Don't worry.

Everything is going to be fine.

Call me the official man.

Hello, Eve.
I just heard a telegram from John.

He's arriving on Sunday
at 4 p.m. with Alitalia.

Yes. The telegram
came from General.

There's the telegram here from Bill.

Regret trip failure regarding
promised report on ground ends.

The stop search for Berg.

Holiday continues as normal.

Lindbergh from Genoa.

Well, I hope he has a nice holiday.

Look, he's got
all four of us suddenly.

He signed Lindbergh, not Bill.

I suppose we'd better call him Lindbergh
from now on then, haven't we?

- Give us a case.
- Never.

So you're going back to your old John.

Well, you'll have to make
comparisons between him and me.

I don't think I've got anything
to worry about there.

I don't think he's been
good between the two of us.

Let me try.
Let me try.

To save your lousy marriage.

And I could I have your key
to the apartment.

Come on.

You know I haven't got it.

I don't believe for one moment
you've lost it. But you might

as well know that I'm having
a new block fitted here tomorrow.

You've got the best one that
I've ever been together with.

And now you want to leave.

Just one last time.

We're never going to meet again.

Leave.

Just one.

Last.

Time.

You could never live without me.

- You threw me out?
- No.

I'll kill her.

Get him out of here.

Don't do that to me.

I'll never get you back.

Yes.

Air Talyon, a team to announce the
arrival of life welcome aid from the Net.

I don't know what's the matter.

But I must be too tired to sleep.

Do you have any
strong sleeping pills?

I have some.

Never go away again.

Never go away again.
Please.

Evening news.

Yes. Could I speak
to Mr. Lindberg please?

I'm not sure.

Could you give me
his telephone number?

Perhaps his family knows
more about his plans.

Yes, it's 764-3950.

But there's only a little daughter.

And she's almost certain
they offered some account.

So I don't think
there'll be any answer.

Hello.

Hello?

Thanks, dear.
There was nothing more.

I owe that little girl something
that I can never replace.

Don't you understand that I've
taken away the only person she had?

What's going to happen to her now
when no father arrives to collect her?

We have got to be selfish.

There's nothing wrong with it.
We're selfish.

There's you and me and nobody else.

He said it would be
a pleasure to kill you.

We got there first.
That's all there is to it.

Think of how many children
get orphaned in wars.

And there are wars
going on all the time.

Do you honestly think that those
responsible feel guilty? Do you?

Never.

They're idealists. They kill
for the sake of their beliefs.

Well, I want to
live together with you.

And that's what
I'm going to fight for.

Could I speak to Mr. Berg?

Uh, Mr. Berg isn't at home.

Oh, this is Johnson,
the locksmith.

I'm putting in a new lock
here at Dublin-Hazgop.

Yes?

Can I give a key to the caretaker?

What's your name?

Peterson.

To Peterson, the caretaker.

It seems that Mr. Berg
said that he could have one.

Yes, that's right. Mr. Peterson
had a key to the old lock.

All right. Thank you.

You can't be too careful.

I'd like you to shine for it.

Hello?

Darling, I must meet you.

Now, look.
Stop this.

I don't want to see you anymore.

Oh, yes, you do.

Maybe not now.

But as soon as you get
hot in the pants, you will.

Please.
Leave me alone.

I just want a bit of peace.

I'm in a phone booth
outside your house.

If you go over to the window,
you can see me.

Now, please,
don't phone me.

Well, well.

Here comes your Mr. Berg.

Excuse me.

Can you change a five-crowned
note to single crowns?

I've got to make a phone call
and I've got no change.

I don't think I can help you,
but wait a minute.

Ah, here's a crown. You can have it.

Thanks a lot.

How come you're not in bed?

I've spoken to your husband and
we've arranged a time for a nice long chat.

So the ball's on your side
of the court now.

Who was that?

Call me a drink too,
will you?

Here.

I need some good advice.

I'm a very good lawyer.

I'm going to kill somebody.

One of two people.

I just have to decide which one.

Should be easy to choose.

When I love and admire.

And the other I love and despise.

Choose me.

I might survive.

Oh John.

I love you so much.

I know you do.

There's a man that you spoke
to in the street outside.

John?

John?

Is that you?

Now I know why I got
the new kid to the apartment.

All this has killed you,
hasn't it?

No.

I admire you for having
had the courage to tell me.

To tell me everything.

I would never have
had so much courage.

Well you know, medically speaking,
women are stronger than men.

What do we do now?

What do you want to do?

Now you decide.

You always do.

I already made up my mind.

It's the only thing I can do.

I don't worry.

I don't intend to
say a word about you.

It's all bound to
come out eventually.

What with Antonio and Adriana.

You'll never be able to keep me
out of this once they start investigating.

I know exactly what to tell them.

When are you going to tell them?

Tomorrow.

You'll be convicted of murder.

He was a bastard.

He wanted to destroy
everything for us and failed.

But now you're doing
his job for him.

I love you.

Doesn't that mean
anything to you?

I'm afraid you don't understand.

Let me deal with this one
if she'll in love with me.

It's easier then.

I thought you came to
the apartment last night.

I heard a key turning in
the lock and I was so happy.

But then there was no one there.

Can't you come this evening?

Just one more evening.

You're a wonderful girl, Pat.

In time, you'll forget about me.

I don't know what to do.
I'm sorry.

And the right young men
will come along.

Or will be more capable
of looking after you.

And you're going to be
a wonderful woman.

I've told you before, John.

No one will ever take your place.

Let's rest together like
we used to on the island.

Do you remember
how lovely it was?

Just relaxing together.

You said I always
fell asleep and snored.

Yes, you did.

But I mustn't fall asleep now.

No.

No, darling.

It's funny.

I haven't been able to
sleep since I came home.

But I'm tired now.

Pleasantly relaxed.

And tired for the first time.

But you mustn't let me fall asleep.

I promise.

I promise.

What are you doing?

I'm just going to make some coffee.

Oh, thanks.

Hello. Hello.
Who do you want to speak to?

You can take him away.

Check everything.

There's something here
that doesn't quite fit.

To my darling, when you've forgotten me,
don't forget our love, John.

I know how they always
get so sentimental.

It doesn't quite fit.

Everything I told you is true.
Every single word.

At 7 a.m. you let yourself into

John Berg's apartment using
your own key and found him dead.

How did you get that key,
Mr. Larson?

I can't tell you.
It's a question of honor.

I see.

Well, until we have solved this delicate
question of honor, Mr. Larson, you will remain here.

Why?
We know Berg committed suicide.

Really?
How can you be so sure of that?

Well, I mean,
it must be suicide.

It must be.

Perhaps you can give me
one good reason.

You have a key to an apartment
that does not belong to you.

You let yourself in.
You found John Berg asleep.

You turned on the gas.
It's as simple as that.

Your fingerprints are the only strange
ones in the apartment, Mr. Larson.

No, I turned off the gas.
And why should I...

Yes.
Why should you?

So our top and most talented lawyer
decides to commit suicide early

in the morning on the same day

he's made an appointment
with the public prosecutor.

Perhaps he had problems.

We all have problems, Mr. Larson.

Particularly you.

I have an alibi. Berg's wife.
I was in bed with her all that night.

Would you ask Mrs. Berg
to come in, please?

I'm sorry.

We found these in
your apartment, Mrs. Berg.

I assume they're for you.

I know it's very soon after your husband's
death that I have to ask you this question.

Did you spend last night
with this man?

No.

Thank you, Mrs. Berg.

Here.

Bad business about our lawyer, eh?

Murdered.

He lived in my building.

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