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Do you have Criminal Women by Stanislas Previn?

Is it a novel?

No, it's a sociology thesis

I'll have to ask the boss

Do we have Criminal Women?

Yes, it was a sociology thesis...

it was never published

But it was listed last year

I remember very well

Criminal Women by Stanislas Previn

it should have been published a year ago

I really don't know what happened

THE YEAR BEFORE

This is Professor Previn, a sociologist

Studying criminal women

I know

He will begin with... what's her name?

Camilla Bliss

She's just a little tramp

We have more interesting cases

The one who drove 600 miles to knock off...

I know, the old Pole

And the one who cut men up

The buzz-saw Killer!

The giant who strangled her man with one hand!

Yes, but I prefer to start with Mrs. Bliss

As you like

Here's your permit

to be stamped at each visit

This way, Sir

There's a table for you Is it alright?

Certainly Thank you

You want to see Bliss now?

Yes, please, if I may

Mrs. Bliss?

I'm Stanislas Previn

I assume they told you about me

You're the writer!

Well, no, not exactly

I'm writing a sociology thesis

What's that?

Sociology is the study of social phenomena

I'm interested in you, what you did and why

No shit! A novel about me?

Not exactly, it's more like a study

Let's have a voice test

The girl with the banjo

All naked in her rancho

She can never say no

The girl with the banjo!

Pretty good, huh?

Say, do books make big money?

I don't know, it's my first

Let's start from the beginning

My first question concerns your father's death

Okay, I was nine, see?

I lived on a farm with my folks

Fucking bitch! Like your Ma!

Lousy tramp!

All whores except for my Ma... maybe

So, the ladder...

I took it to wash the windows

How could I know Pa was up there?

They said I lied

So, like the papers wrote

that's how come I wasted my youth in jail

So, this tragedy and lack of understanding...

explain your adult life

and why you were accused of another murder

Hey, got a butt?

No, thank you

What a jerk!

I'm not offering

I'm asking for a butt

A cigarette! Get it?

Oh, I see, excuse me I don't smoke

So the connection between Pa's accident and...

What they say I did this time

Like my lawyer says, if I'd had a happy childhood

I won't be here today

He said it right out

That's what my lawyer says

Mrs. Bliss, did you really kill your father?

Tell me the truth

It was like this, see?

A fate-bet

A fate-bet! You know...

Whenever Pa juiced up he'd kick my ass

I'd had it, know what I mean?

So, by taking away the ladder I'm betting

If the old man sees his lift's gone

He'll yell and then beat the shit out of me

But if he doesn't notice, Bang! I win

And I won!

Ain't that something?

That's fatality!

But let's not talk about all that

I don't want to get you depressed

Mind if I step out for a minute?

Here, hold my cigarette

Matron

I gotta go!

The expression "fate-bet" is very significant

And I will try to determine its precise meaning

It is probably a rationalization

Mrs. Bliss uses to reject her responsibility and her guilt feelings

After your father's death

You went to an orphanage

And because of a few youthful pranks

You wound up in an institution

They called it...

Observation Centre for Juvenile Delinquents

Not for long

Because I got time off for good behavior

You want mine? It's bigger!

Here, I brought you some eats

No dessert?

I'm your dessert!

Oh shit!

I'm coming, Ma

I'll be back

Who's honking?

Nobody, Ma

I ain't nuts! Hear that?

Don't hear nothing

Gonna dump this stinking wine

You sneaking out again?

No, Ma, I swear

So he dishonored me, that shit

Were you still a virgin when you met him?

Half and half

At the Center

We couldn't go out

But the milkman, baker, doctor got in

My first was the doctor

Wow! Could he examine you!

Know how long I hid out?

Three weeks!

Clovis was scared of his Ma

But I had my plan

And one night I barged in on them

What's that?

Clovis! Darling!

Who's that?

I don't know

You don't know? Look, lady

I've been in his car for weeks

He bangs me all day

And he doesn't know!

Move over

I'm not of age, lady

I'm not having no baby in a rumble seat!

I'm pregnant

You're a granny!

You little shithead!

Oh Christ!

If your Pa could see you

A horny, dirty slob!

You win, I'll handle this!

So we got hitched

Old Isabel was so scared

She fixed everything

Went and got the license and all

And the little one?

Me? A baby? Are you kidding?

After the wedding, I said, sorry, no baby

They didn't shed no tears

Did you get on with your mother-in-law?

She hated my guts but like I told her

You didn't lose a son

You found a daughter

You didn't lose a son

You found a daughter

Take this down, Helen

Clearly Camilla sought with Mr. Bliss

A compensation for the hostile environment

of her childhood

You feel that you'd been unlucky since childhood?

You bet! With that lousy meathead

It was always the same old crap

What vulgarity!

You'll change that?

No, we must respect her personality

File the tapes carefully

We may have to hear them again

Can we have dinner?

Thank you, Helen, but I have work to do

My aunt was happy to know I'm working for you

That's nice Good-bye

You're the one who visits Camilla?

They finally got her behind bars

But wait and see

She'll swipe them before she skips

You know Mrs. Bliss?

You bet! She's from my hometown

She's a handful, that one!

Guess who?

How's tricks?

Sorry, I didn't hear you

Madame

What is it?

I don't see no Madame here

For you

Camels! No shit! I'll take two

Take them all

That your book? Real neat

Did you type it yourself?

No, a girl friend helps me

Tell me about her!

What's her name? I bet she's stacked

You know what, be a doll

Get me back my banjo!

My banjo!

Oh, I see... I thought it was a slang expression

My uncle taught me when I was kid

and I worked on it with Sam Golden

So if I had my banjo

I'd sing my story

Like a musical

Well I'm not sure... but...

I'll ask for it

You need anything else?

Yeah! Some goodies!

Know what I go for?

Almonds and peanuts and such

We never get none here

Ready?

We're all set

Right You had just got married

Did you work at the garage?

Old Isabel wouldn't let me...

Go near customers

Bookkeeping

Oh no!

I was exploring, sort of

Fill her up

How much d'you have left?

About a gallon

You still got gas, get going!

God damn pain in the ass

Folks said Isabel was loaded

Clovis had only his expectations

Yet, anything can happen

She was always...

Poking around the oven in the cellar

I figured the dough was there but digging it up

With her alive, no dice!

My dishes sparkle

My hands are white

My toilet's clean

I'm happy with Kleenex

Not too tired, missy?

I'll live

Thank God for the commercials

That Kleenex dame

She had it made

So why not me?

Hey! Wait!

Off to bed, baby

Why the wine?

He had only 2 ideas

Not 3, just 2

You know what... booze!

I'd had it, mister!

One night, I got him up at 4 a.m.

Open it up!

It wasn't the next egg just a dividend

Your dirty crooks!

Why did you do it?

I took our wedding present

You can't!

Well, I did!

Where?

To Paris!

And on the road

His heap broke down

I don't get it

You're supposed to know about cars

I'll call Ma

What's wrong with it?

I don't know I'll call Ma

It's her or me!

It's Ma

So long

Baby! Don't go!

The jerk came back!

I just couldn't shake him

Over his shoulder I saw a big sign

I must turn the reel over

Criminal Women 2nd interview

All set? Where were we?

The Colt Saloon

Say, Stan, you know something? Your tie's corny

His tie now What next

All for me?

And nuts too!

If I wasn't so shy I'd kiss you

Want a peanut?

Shall we proceed?

Where were we?

The Colt Saloon

A classy joint I was hostess

Sam Golden was the star

A great artist!

Sam Golden, he sensed I was musical

Clovis and me, we lived in a fleabag

I watched TV all day to get away

From that sex maniac

Cut it out, will you? Lay off!

I wanna do it!

Drop dead!

I'm the boss Stop the TV

Watch it angel, you're cracking up

Turn that off!

Try saying it in Spanish

My TV.! You crummy motherfucker!

I hate your guts!

You shithead! I'm splitting!

So I kept mum, very dignified

Like he'd not bust up my TV

Just walked out

Like the Queen of England

Real class!

Shit!

You never considered a loyal talk with Mr. Bliss?

I figured he could screw himself

He had a disgusting habit

He was always scratching his crotch

I couldn't stand it

So you thought of divorce

I thought of running to Sam Golden

The first guy I met with his name in big lights

I figured if he made it

Why couldn't I?

You saw Mr. Golden as...

A superior being?

You bet!

I always respect people with big names

They know all about life, see?

Sam! I'm real glad you're here

Look, I'm in a big mess

Clovis got himself a gun, he's nuts!

I'm an ex-virgin and I'm scared!

Shut the door!

Take that off Everything!

Sweet

Sweet little birdie

Poor little birdie

Warm and soft in the hand

You like?

Terrific!

Who inspired it?

You did

He made it up right off the bat

Anyhow, both of us being musical

We became intimate like

Your husband had no suspicious?

We were damned careful, you bet!

But that lose, Alfonso the dummy

He ratted on us

A broad? So what?

My broad? Camilla?

With that two-bit clown?

Making it together?

Shut up, damn you!

I know you're in there!

Son of a bitch! It's Clovis!

Make way for the widow

Clovis angel! They killed him!

My husband! He's dead!

He was so kind, so sweet

I've got nothing to live for

Clovis, my love, wait for me!

Only he wasn't dead, that louse!

You know what?

You'd be cute with long hair

I don't know... The hour is over

Hey! Don't forget my banjo!

And peanuts!

Never mind the rest

3rd interview

Will you take a few notes?

Comments on the interview

The subject often requests gifts

This indicates a need for appreciation

As if possessions compensated

Lack of love

Moreover

We have a possible equation

Between sex and music

Mrs. Bliss treasures her banjo

And if we consider its suggestive contours

We have a sublimated penis envy

Lack of love! Sublimated penis

Isn't it all far-fetched?

Has it never occurred to you that's she's just a tramp?

That is a very unscientific remark

The banjo is okay

But it doesn't mean Bliss will be

Exempted form work

My banjo!

It's off-key but never mind

Oh! Stanislas, that's real classy!

I've got a present too

For me?

No, for the Pope!

And knitted by Camomille

That's what Sam called me for fun

They're very nice

Hide them!

Through a musical career

You hoped to find the social approval

You craved for as a child

On the nose!

Okay where were we?

Ah, Clovis was in hospital, and me

Big hearted me, I brought him goodies

You didn't divorce?

Divorce a slob with 27 fractures?

I got too much class!

Anyway, while he was laid up

I took care of my career

You started with Golden on a purely professional basis

And love came later, right?

Trouble was...

Sam was so wild over me

I just couldn't keep his mind

On my career

The girl with the banjo

All naked in her rancho

She can never say no

Get off the air!

There's a law says only you can sing?

Guess what?

Forget it!

Tonight we go dancing

Dancing my ass! We ball right here!

I sure turn you on, don't I?

If not you, it's the guitar

Get your ass over here!

When are we going to rehearse?

You want a hit on the mouth? Out!

Who d'ya think you are?

Scram!

Someone knocked

Open up I'm working

If it's a broad for you

She'll get it in the ass!

Is Sam Golden in?

My husband is busy

Who's this tramp, Roger?

I don't know

I'm Mrs. Sam Golden!

Roger, come on out!

Had a nice trip, honey?

This belongs to Roger?

It's mine!

And this?

Mine, lady

And this? And that?

You need any help, lady?

And that?

My purse!

You slut!

Slut yourself!

Get out!

Beat it! Out!

Shit, it's torn

Oh please

Step on it

It's a matter of life and death!

I'll explain later

ARTHUR EXTERMINATOR

I told him how I was a victim

Drunken parents, a sick brother

That I wanted to die

And he kept on saying Poor little bird

Do you love God?

You bet!

Do you work?

I'm a singer

Sure, on radio and all

Poor, poor little bird

You must be rich

No, show business is so...

How do you say?

Tentacular?

You said it!

After paying my agent

My musicians, taxes and all

I gotta hitch a ride home

Where to?

My brother's, but he's in the hospital

Is it enough?

I didn't ask!

True, but doctor's fees

For your sick brother

Take it

Well, okay What must I do?

Smile at life, and dine with me

Is that all?

I'm a gentleman

I'll give you more

I want to

Well

At dinner tonight

I'll tell you all the secrets of my vocation

Why an exterminator?

Love of animals or love of men?

You love animals

Or you love men

Save some for dinner

Because I'm cold and anyways

Here we are!

Poor child!

You're freezing I'm a cad!

Be right back

My name is Murene, attorney

Sorry to barge in, my secretary is ill

Could I see your husband?

After his accident

Did he get any compensation?

Not a cent!

They just carted him off

I thought so!

They run you down and skip off!

I'll handle it

But I must see Mr. Bliss first

He's got a lot of money coming

He's in the hospital

I'll take it

I don't have the money in my hat, little lady

We must sue, convince a jury

Can't we talk it over?

Sure, come right in

I'll tell my cousin not to wait

I can't have dinner with you

There's this lawyer for my brother

When you're a victim

He fights for justice

Certainly

That's Right

Sorry for the mess

Had to rush out to work

Please don't bother

This place is charming

It's sort of small

But nice and cozy

It's hot in here!

Not at all

Want a drink?

Whiskey, if I may

We've only got wine

My husband don't drink

Here's to his health!

And to his home-coming!

That's right He's in the hospital

You must feel terribly lonely

In the daytime it's okay

But at night!

I understand

Solitude! How well I know it!

I must tell you

I've never met anyone

A woman, I mean

With whom I can really relax

He relaxed so good

I wondered if he'd even make it home

I wondered if he'd even make it home

A nympho!

I bet she even raped the exterminator

Not at all

Let's go on

The subject's numerous affairs

Reveal an emotional insecurity

Caused by an unhappy childhood

I know emotionally insecure alley cats

But she beats them all!

It's none of my business

But you worry me

Good God! Why?

You don't see the real Camilla

She claims she sings

And write songs

But does she study music? No!

She just hops into bed with the band!

You exaggerate

We shouldn't judge her

But try to understand Proceed

This country girl

Pitched into the bizarre world of show business

Was doomed to be the victim of it

You really believe that?

She's not a victim

She's a menace!

And those gloves!

A present from my aunt

Your aunt's a whore!

Bliss is punished

Why?

She stole gloves another inmate had knitted

For her husband, a goal keeper

Visiting rights are suspended

Until further notice

I'll call

Going already?

Cammie won't talk in your funny box anymore?

She's punished

That's no news

It all began with the death of her Pa

What's your opinion of that tragedy?

She took the ladder

And the force of gravity did the rest

No question about it!

Everybody knows that

She took it

To wash the windows

Camilla wash windows?

Hell man! She's got other things on her mind!

Wherever she went

That kid sure left her mark!

Especially on the boys!

Women blew hot and cold

But the guys, wow!

They were fond of her?

Like you're fond of public utilities

You can't do without, right?

Mrs. Bliss is not a utility!

Let me tell you about the time

She locked herself in the chapel with the gardener

Excuse me I'm in a hurry

I'm Stanislas

The professor, sure

You called me

Does it work okay?

Well?

Mrs. Bliss told me about you

Shitting all over my public image again

Not at all She admires you very much

I should hope so!

I laid her, so what?

Damn! What did she say about me?

She said you are a very great artist

She's a good kid

I miss her

She could've sung too For laughs!

Would you say

Camilla is an artist, a pro?

In the hay, she's sure a pro

But her voice stinks

How is she? Still well stacked?

She is a fine looking person

If she's freed she will need

A loving contact with reality

I'm ready to lay her any time!

That's contact!

That's not what I mean

Camilla needs to relate

To real people in real situations

Do you understand me?

Take your time, Professor

Don't lose your cool Relax!

When she gets out, I'll fix her up

How's that? Fair enough

You go for her yourself

And you figure I'll cut you out

Not at all!

My interest in her

Is purely intellectual

Man, I dig your style

But with camilla you gotta

Hit the target

The only thing on your mind

Is to exploit Camilla!

Calling me a pimp?

I dig your problem but what can I do?

It's been an exercise talking to you

I hate to break it up

Hey! Look!

That your angel cake?

Did you find your husband changed?

Same creep!

His 27 fractures Hadn't changed him any

The lawyer said to visit Clovis every day

It was damned far

I had Arthur the ant-killer and his truck He was my cabbie

Your brother?

He's recovering

He'll be home soon

but I wonder where

I'll get the dough for a wheel-chair For his re-education

Take it!

I can't!

You must! Material things don't matter

What good is my money if I can't be rewarded by your sweet smile?

Where to?

Colt Saloon Gotta rehearse

Tell me, Mr. Arthur

So just to be polite

I asked about his work

That did it! He went on and on

Bugs, termites, mice

When I appear, they disappear

You'll ask me

What about spiders?

Why, don't you kill them?

Search me!

I'll be frank with you

The termite eats into...

The heart of the house

If it lives, the house dies

I foresee your next question

And can't help smiling

Why the centipede?

I say centipede like I'd say bed bug

Here we are! Sorry

Mind waiting a minute?

My time is all yours

Have you studied paranormal science?

Paranormal what?

It's weird!

You hear cars pass long before you see them

Or long after?

Look, Arthur

Gotta see my sick brother's lawyer

So this lady says

I've been toads in the nursery

I'm not crazy

I said, lady, where is the nursery?

Overlooking the pond, she says

Any water-lilies? I ask

yes, sir

Then that's it I said

Just some dumb papers to sign

Don't worry

Everything will work out

Come in, little lady

My regards to your husband

Move!

You're terrible!

Let's skip the preliminaries

I'm a very busy man

Let's make wild love!

But hurry it up!

Be a good kid, sign here

And there

There's nothing written!

Just routine, little lady

I won't bother you with legal jargon

Careful, it's not dry

Aren't you ashamed?

Displaying all that trash to children

You have the money?

What money?

You should give me money

Look baby! I gotta make a living

Your husband got nun over

And he wants bread

You call, I come

But I'm no Salvation Army

Didn't your parents tell you

Lawyers equals dough

How much?

Those breasts! Those thighs!

It's a scandal!

An aggression

Against the mental integrity Of helpless kids

Innocent children!

I know, I'm wrong

I shouldn't carry on so

What did the lawyer say

Is he efficient?

You bet! I'm pooped

All that running around killed me

I couldn't think straight

Keeping those four guys happy

At least one of them behaved properly

I mean Arthur

That one?

He was just like the rest

Except he didn't know it

Some little boys have no ambition

But at nine I decided I'd be an exterminator

And I succeeded!

Look Miss Camilla

This attic is rotting

And without me

The house would collapse

It's like a cancer of the brain

The cruelty of it all!

See these two little flies in a spider web

They will be avenged

Come!

So I went over

But there was this rug

And I tripped

Arthur raved and ranted

Like I'd been killed

It's my fault

can you even forgive me?

Let me help, little bird

He grabbed me like an octopus

His hands were all over me

Fate was doing her bit

So I reckoned I must do mine

There was this old sofa

I grabbed Arthur

So his face was right over mine

Oh Arthur! I just couldn't help myself

Before we reached the sofa We stopped being Platonic

I was his first!

He sure made up for lost time

The houses he dragged me to!

And each time...

The same routine

To turn him on

It had to be accidental

Trip on a step or a rug... and then...

He would come on me

Forgive me!

What have I done?

How could I?

I succumbed to temptation

Oh the flesh! The body!

The body disobeyed the brain

I behaved like a beast

I must atone for this!

Here... please!

Don't say no!

Thank you!

The shyster took my dough

But Arthur gave it back in spades!

I couldn't hurt his feelings

You must have loved one of these men?

Well, I loved them all, see?

They were all different

But, Camilla, d'you realize...

You were calculating!

What do you think?

I don't just lay for no reason!

You had no regrets?

I was just sorry, one day have only 24 hours

With four guys on my back

Four?

Sure, because Clovis was home in his wheel-chair

But as horny as ever!

Just when I was trying to be nice to them all

The shit hit the fan

Why are you in the dark?

Time's up!

We were talking and we forgot the time

Next time, I'll know better

No more favors

Except to you

You're so sweet

Camilla Bliss, 6th interview

Hey, you kids!

Play with Clovis, push his chair around

Do we have to?

It's fun you'll see!

I knew it!

You listen to me!

Go to hell!

That crummy shyster of yours...

Works for me

You know what you signed?

For Clovis

Admitting adultery!

It's worth big alimony

Up yours, lady!

Shove off, you! Get lost!

I was so mad

I ran to the only human person I knew

Go away!

Camilla! Wait!

Camilla, I hate to see you so unhappy

But glad that you're here

Who dared make you cry?

Why didn't you ask for my help?

I couldn't

Why not?

My brother!

Since he came home, he's sort of weird

Like crazy jealous

Jealous! Your own brother?

Would he have incestuous ideas?

Well... he acts funny

Incest!

And that fink lawyer

Double-crossed us

What did he do? He neglected you?

Worse!

Don't tell me he dared lay hands on you

Oh Mr. Arthur, it's awful!

That's just what he did

The rat!

He's worse than the vermin I exterminate!

Right! Are you my friend?

More than that

Well then...

Exterminate that rat!

Oh no! I can't believe...

an angel like you would ask me to kill a man

A human life is a light lit by God

Only he can snuff it out

Let me do this

Keep it!

With this you can afford

a reputable lawyer to protect you

You're disappointed!

Oh yes, I can tell you are!

Look

I'll finish my preparations

And take you home

My brother needs me

Just a minute

Can't wait

Are you angry?

I'm splitting!

I made another fate-bet

One that couldn't miss!

It's Camilla

I must see you, honey

I'm in a little hideaway

Chirac Castle, you know it?

And I've got your cash

Where is it, doll?

Right here, in my bra

Here I come

Clovis! You're walking!

You bet I am!

Where's your lover?

I'm by myself

By yourself, huh?

Hey you... exterminator!

I told you I'm alone!

I'm here on account of you

To meet a great bone-setter I heard about

And who's that clown?

What you doing here with my wife?

She's my client

What do you want?

I'm an attorney

The two of them were laid out real nice and cozy

I heard the voice of fate

Whispering to me, On your way sister!

Get the lead out and move!

You knew what you'd done?

A fate-bet, but two to one!

After that, I was all shook up I dragged my ass all night long

The next morning I'm pooped

So I head for home

That's when I got this awful shock!

Shock!

Arthur, let me explain

No more explaining

Two men almost died

What happened?

I don't' know, it's a shock to me

Give your pal the kiss of life

Quickly!

Okay, Clovis?

Clovis!

Sure

Her brother! Here, let me

Mr. Bliss

I don't know how you got here

But I wish to marry your sister

What sister?

You're a criminal

But I'm implicated in your crime

Your brother's your husband

And the lawyer is your lover

This accident is a crime!

And God sees it all

Get off the air!

You are cynical

But I'll play your game!

You revel in sin

So let us commit the worst sin of all

You dragged me into sin

Suicide is a mortal sin!

Jump first

Unless you want to join me after?

No! Together... eyes closed

Let's close our eyes

Luckily he jumped first

I shouldn't have run

Because that's why some of those people said...

I'd pushed him

But I swear I didn't! I swear!

I believe you, Camilla

But a jury would need evidence

My word of honor!

I'm sorry, that's not evidence

Listen

You met no one at the cathedral?

Think hard

No, just some dumb tourists

With lots of cameras

Cameras!

We might find a lead

I'll look

But it'll take time

Our only chance

There you are

It's no use

but I've got a good lead

A man filmed the church that day

And I have his name

Could we see Mr. Farrell?

But Mr. Farrell is dead

Oh, we're sorry

We didn't know your husband was dead

Not my husband, my son

He was very ill

It was hopeless

You knew him?

No, we knew film-making

It was his hobby

He filmed the cathedral

That's my nephew, Michou is crazy about films

His work has won prizes

I'll call him

You filmed the cathedral?

Yes, sir

Can we see it?

No

Why?

It's in rushes

What?

It's not edited yet

Never mind

I won't show it unfinished

It doesn't matter

We'll forget it

I refuse

A man died

A life depends on our seeing

Will you show it?

Well, okay

That's out of focus

Someone pushed me, that's why

The focus is okay now

See the zoom?

It's them!

He's pull her...

Nice zoom, huh?

He talks to her...

He let go...

He goes ahead

She steps back

The proof! It's there!

She's innocent!

Oh Helen, I must kiss you!

It's wonderful, Michou!

Thanks to you, a wrong will be righted!

Congratulations!

Not bad

Camilla Bliss is innocent!

Camilla Bliss is free!

Camilla sings!

Camilla is a star!

Some people figger

I'm just a gold-digger

Natch, I don't give it away

I make them pay

But one day...

I'll leave it to science

The Aga Khan

And Shah of Iran

Promise me the sky

Can't understand why

I'd just as soon be

A gorgeous kid like me

I don't keep track

Never look back

Tear up their letters

To forget them better

When it's done, it's over

How many kisses

How many misses

Before I met you

How many clowns

How many towns

For a gorgeous kid like me

How many kisses

How many misses

For a gorgeous kid like me

It's you. Flowers again?

Extra! A crime of passion!

Love nest slaying

Killer of Camilla's husband...

Arrested by police...

Is a sociologist!

Get your special edition!

You could've given it to me

Sorry, I didn't think

I'll read you my statement

Tell me if it's quite clear

Here is my statement

In relating that disastrous evening

I will rely solely on the truth

It happened in the night club

Oh, it's you. Flowers again?

Was I good?

Wonderful! Better than yesterday

Lovely

Help me get these off

Let's have some champagne!

Well... I don't drink

It's not liquor, just lemonade for grown ups

See what I have here

The galleys of my thesis

Who's the writer, you or me?

Both, but mostly you

So that motherfucker grabbed my ass

And I ran in the can

But she shoved me in the hay

Shit, that's crummy style for a professor

They're your own words

Rejecting your personality

Okay you know best, I guess

I thought maybe...

We could go out tonight

Look, I've got this headache

Could you take me home?

But let's have another one

For the road

I took her home

Feeling highly emotional

And a little drunk

I thought Camilla was responding to me

Discreetly, of course

And that her headache was a charming pretext to invite me in

What's the matter, Stan?

You look funny

Maybe your girl knows how to type

But intimacy-wise she ain't much of a deal

The moment her flesh touched mine

I fainted

I whispered her name

And then it happened

The tragedy

Honey! We're rich! Look! I got money!

Ma had an accident in the cellar

Look what she left!

Who's that bum?

Music man, eh?

I'll make you sing, Charlie!

Out! Beat it!

Music man my ass!

You lousy tramp! Come here!

Give me that gun!

Camilla! No! Don't! Camilla!

I never committed adultery with Mrs. Bliss

Though I contemplated it

Nevertheless I am certain of one thing

I did not shoot Mr. Bliss!

There! Is it clear?

Is it convincing?

You did right I'd have bumped them both

You don't understand I'm innocent!

Look, I'll start over again

Hey, professor! A visit

Look what I brought you

Help me Camilla!

Tell them the truth!

The what?

I didn't kill Clovis

You know that!

I'm not saying you did it

Tell them it was an accident

You claim you saw nothing because you fainted

But I'm the one who fainted, not you

I don't remember

Let's forget it

It hurts you, and me too

For me, the accident bit is out

First, Pa, with the ladder

Then Arthur, now Clovis

They'd crucify me!

Look, honey

Think about me

To exist

And listen

Everything has its good side

Take me for instance

It's thanks to jail I'm a star

So now maybe you can write a great book?

Jail's funny

There's them that know and them that don't

So now you know, just like me

Mr. Previn

Got a pass?

No, I haven't but I'm his secretary

I know his lawyer

That's no reason

You need a pass

You've got to ask the judge

He'll give you one if you're family

Get my lawyer!

She told me she'd rigged the old oven in Isabel's cellar!

Later on they found her dead!

You know why

It worked like a time bomb!

You know what?

We'll blackmail her

Either she changes her testimony

Or we search Isabel's home to prove that Camilla rigged the oven!

Evidence!

I'll tell her that!

You're my last hope

Everyone's let me down

You'll do it for me?

It's not only a matter of friendship and ethics

I'd truly enjoy crushing that creature

Our new star of song

Returns to her slum neighborhood

Camilla Bliss knew hard times in this garage

She now owns the whole block!

Right! It's all mine

Explain your generous gesture on account of that man

Come on!

He's the one who gave me the idea

He's my friend, my advisor, my agent

He'll tell you, better

In a minute

These old buildings will be razed

Mrs. Bliss doesn't merely wish to erase cruel memories

We thought of those poor children

who never had a chance to swim

On this site will be built a swimming pool

33 meters long

33 meters!

And now

Your favorite request program, Old Songs for all...

From Mary to baby

From Louse to Uncle Zef

Jack for Stanley

From Bernadette to Nicolo

From Dudu to Martine

Walter for Crieri

From William to Claire

And Counne for Balthay

I shall wait

All night and all day

I shall always wait

For your return

I shall wait

Since the day you are gone

Time stands still

While I wait

For the day I'll see you once again

The blues won't fly away

Until that day

I shall wait