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Buzzy Bellew must give his deposition

Ten-Bricks Jackson released on bail

Attorney General RJ O'Brien

For once he's caught, he's released on bail.

With Buzzy Bellew's testimony, it will be the end for Dix-Briques Jackson.

But Bellew performing on stage is dangerous with Jackson running free.

I tried to get him to accept police protection.

But nothing worries him.

It seems this place is a cellar box.

What do you mean "in cellars"? Oh, Mr. Bellew.

They've been delaying your entry for half an hour.

Intelligent !

What does the meter say, Max? Tick tock.

You're fantastic, Max! We've been rehearsing for two hours.

Magnificent. You're hurrying, Monte Rossen is losing patience.

Gently. I have to pay the fare.

- How much do I owe you? - 60 cents.

We'll play it by flipping a coin. Give me a coin.

Come on, Max.

- Your choice? - Heads.

I'm sorry. You lost.

Hey, Buzz, my room.

He's very attached to money. Here it is.

Five dollars. What a love.

I didn't see it.

I heard that Buzzy Bellew is the greatest actor.

- Where were you? - Am I early?

- Bring me a cold beer. - Save your jokes for the stage.

The show has been waiting for you for an hour and a half.

- The girls are doing the opening number. - Yes, for the third time.

People are starting to get fed up.

If the girls were prettier, people wouldn't get tired of them.

I don't know what kind of box you think I'm holding,

But when people pay, they want to see a show.

You're not the only comedian in New York.

This celery is so good that I can't hear you.

I don't know how Midge puts up with you.

- Hey, are you new? - Oh, yes.

Just a moment.

Enter.

Excuse my intrusion, ma'am.

- It's you. - Yes, da, my dear.

The irreplaceable

Detective Sergeant Patrick Fitzpatrick Mavourneen O'Shaughnessy...

Irish.

What happened, Sergeant? Is that Buzzy Bellew again?

Exactly, ma'am.

Exactly.

We caught him red-handed stealing jewelry.

Look. He was after that very expensive engagement ring.

- O'Shaughnessy ! - Oh, oui, m'dame.

What a man wouldn't do for the love of a woman.

And there he is, languishing in prison, and all he wants to know is...

...if you love it enough to wait 20 years.

Why not? I've waited 20 years. What's another 20 years?

He abandoned me in every church in every city in the country.

Oh, he really did that?

He will be released and will get married this Tuesday.

even if I have to drag it myself.

You're a good girl, aren't you, ma'am?

How about a cigar, madam?

Thank you, Sergeant. I'll smoke it after dinner.

In that case, I'll keep it for you.

Give your poor father a kiss.

Idiot. It's a good thing you don't have a twin.

Really? Well, actually, I have one.

I have a twin brother, I haven't seen him for years.

- Really? - Really.

- Maybe I should marry her. - No!

You wouldn't like him. He's a bookworm.

You're better off with me.

I am just a rat.

I'd better get dressed before Monte comes to get me.

What a guy...

- Hey, Monte. - Ten-Brick. I thought you were...

I was there, but a friend gave me a hand and got me out.

- The show isn't over yet? - No, Buzzy hasn't come by.

Very well. I heard him say that he sings off-key lately.

- Mr. Jackson at his usual table. - This way.

Somewhere off the coast of Java

A small piece of lava fell

Which grew to form the island known as Bali

Every local girl naturally has a rural look.

And when it comes to dancing, things don't go smoothly.

But without a new dance step

ever since Methuselah instituted the double step.

On their isolated island, they were homeless.

They were excluded from the swing until the storm settled.

On their beach Jack the swinger from Basin' Street

He looked up and said:

Hey, hey, how's it going?

The whole gang jumps, but with a buzz.

He therefore took local movements

He added a bit of groovy

Now, everything's going smoothly over there in Bali.

They made him king

And they gave her as queen

The Balinese equivalent

Olivia de Hivalent

If you don't understand these words

It's okay, here's the translation

- Which means: - "Pull the lava for me, Java"

It's as if your heart is whistling a song.

- That was the case. - Darling, you were perfect tonight.

We're going to legalize all of this soon.

Hurry up and get dressed.

This is serious this time. Look.

It's either love or he won at the races.

- He hasn't won once this month. - Tonight, yes.

Thank you, Monte.

You'll probably say that you'll always be a sister to me.

- You know... - Never mind. Buzzy is the right one.

But if he backs out, I won't be far away.

I know.

You're dynamite.

I need to ask for a raise.

Ten-Bricks Jackson released on bail

Buzzy Bellew must give his deposition

Two dozen lilies, Mr. Bellew.

Bad box. I don't need lilies.

You'll need it in a minute.

Hey, Torso, come here.

This is going to end badly if this woman...

Is there a problem, Mr. Dingle?

- Can you hear any music? - No, can you?

Well, I'm not sure. It seems...

She's gone now, and I feel better.

- That's strange. - You work too much.

Not really, Miss Shanley.

- What is this? - Only part of my chapter...

the topography of the Paleozoic era.

"Buzzy, Buzzy, Buzzy, Buzzy".

Is that what I wrote?

That name has been constantly on my mind since last night.

- What does that mean? - I haven't the slightest idea.

Every time I think about it, I seem to hear the music...

and I'm having trouble breathing and...

I feel cold and tired.

Go home. You might have the flu.

Don't worry about me. I'm fine.

Miss, please, you...

You showed me all these books about ancient Rome...

And there's nothing on Anaxamore.

I'm doing my best. I've never heard of Anaxamore.

I don't mean to interfere, but it's "Anaxagoras", with an "X".

Really ?

Yes. He was born in 500 BC in Clazomenae.

Anaxagoras was a disciple of Anasemona and a friend of Socrates and Pericles.

He died in 420 BC in Lampascus.

So.

Oh, for heaven's sake!

He writes with both hands!

- Please! - No shushing!

It's a public library. I pay my taxes.

- I'll get your book. - One minute.

Who is this strange person?

Mr. Dingle is not strange. He is very brilliant.

He has a photographic mind. He knows everything.

- Why does he write with both hands? - He says it saves time.

What does he do for a living?

He sits there every day from 9am to 6pm.

What for?

He wrote a book entitled "The Structure of Human Knowledge."

- Follow me. - No, I need to speak to this young man.

- Young man, I am Mrs. Leland Hume. - Pleased to meet you.

I'm organizing a literary tea.

I was wondering if you could come and entertain us.

Have fun?

It's impossible. I'm so busy...

Perfect. My clients will be delighted.

May I have your phone number?

I can't come. Impossible.

I am octophobic, a terrible fear of crowds, especially women.

The worst case ever recorded in psychiatry.

Yes, of course. I see.

- Octophobia? - Yes.

I wouldn't want to expose my friends.

Thank you so much.

- Goodbye, Mr. Bungle. - Bingle.

Dingle.

You said Bingle.

- Oh yes? - Yes.

I didn't know what I was saying.

Sorry for letting her bother you. It's my fault.

No, I think you handled it well.

How did you manage to stay calm?

- You should have spat in his eyes. - I can't do that.

No one will bother you anymore, I promise.

- Do you plan to come back tomorrow? - Of course.

I like it here.

I love the smell of leather bindings.

Yes ?

- I was wondering... - What?

You're going to think I'm being very bold...

But I was wondering if I could invite you to dinner.

With great pleasure.

At the beginning of next month.

It's because of the money. I have to wait for my paycheck.

- You can have dinner with me tonight. - I could never...

Not to invite you to dinner. We could eat at my place.

You will eat something hot.

You will no longer hear the music and you will no longer sweat.

- I don't know. - I have millions of cans of food.

Really? I love canned goods.

Fantastic.

By the way, what is octophobia?

A great fear of women.

- Is there a cure? - Yes, certainly.

Certainly.

You have the most incredible mind I have ever encountered.

- Not really. - You're very modest.

Yes, I think so.

That's strange. If I had a mind like yours...

If I had any wit, I'd be a silly little thing!

I bet this is the first time you've laughed since

your discovery of Professor Zimmel's inaccuracies regarding the Phoenician wars.

Yes, I think so.

You know, I'm happy here.

I'm happy about that. I like having you here.

I'd better go back.

You should put down those old books and find yourself a job.

With your mind, you shouldn't have any problems.

- You even know how to cook. - No, that's not true.

- Honey? - Yes?

Honey, please.

Oh, "Darling."

THANKS.

How long have you been wearing glasses?

I only wear them for reading.

You are not reading right now.

I was afraid of losing them.

There you go. You should be happy.

You don't look brilliant at all anymore.

I would be happier if you called me Edwin.

- Edwin? - Yes.

Edwin, do you still wear your hair parted in the middle?

Yes. Why?

I've never seen anyone with such a hairstyle, apart from Hedy Lamarr.

Let me try something.

There you go. Keep this hairstyle, okay?

I'll try.

Perhaps you could take care of it at the library?

That's funny.

My brother wore his hair parted in the middle.

Then, when he changed, he changed his life.

- Really? - Yes.

He ran away from home to become an actor.

I don't think that will happen to you.

- I doubt it. - How many brothers and sisters do you have?

Just one brother, but I haven't seen him for years.

I have a photo in my wallet.

We are identical twins.

That sounds scary.

Super-identical. A rare biological phenomenon.

I hope your brother is as handsome as you.

Thank you, Miss Shanley.

My Soufflé!

Wait. I've got it.

- What a shame. - I'm sorry.

Well, it doesn't matter. We'll do something different.

Sausages! Do you like sausages?

- Yes. - What goes with it?

Well, cranberry sauce, popcorn...

smoked oysters.

No. I've got it! Potato salad.

But I don't have a box of potato salad.

I'm going to run to the grocery store to buy some.

If you insist. There's one on the corner.

I'll be back in a minute.

If Schmidt tries to sell you yesterday's one...

Throw it in his face.

I'll do better. I'll spit in his eye.

Why not cut the Bologna sausage with a razor?

Cut the sausage with a razor?

If you don't like it, you can go to another store.

You know what? Get out!

No sausage.

- What do you want? - Good evening, Mr. Schmidt.

Miss Shanley sends me and...

I would like half a pound of...

This music.

- The public park. - What?

This music is very pretty.

Music ?

I'm asking you what you want.

I would like a half pound public park.

Half a pound of what?

Parc public.

We no longer have a public park...

But perhaps you'd like a pint of Obelisk, wouldn't you?

The public park. I have to go.

I need to go to Buzzy Park. Thank you very much.

I pay my taxes. I don't dilute the milk.

I don't touch the ladders.

I always vote Democrat.

And a man comes here, and he wants half a pound of public park.

Is it possible?

Is this the bus for the potato salad?

- Repeat very slowly. - I would like to go to the public park.

This job is driving me crazy. I thought you were going to have a potato salad.

That's right. Hurry. I need to go to Buzzy Park.

Forgive me.

Schmidt's grocery store?

Good evening. Ellen Shanley. I sent a young man.

He hasn't come back? Well done.

You don't know how lucky you are.

I'll tell you one thing. Close the door and leave him outside.

Do you live in Brooklyn?

Non.

- So why go? - I'm not going.

Well, but this bus goes there.

No, the bus is going to Schmidt's grocery store.

Oh really? Why?

Potato salad.

She's waiting for me.

Driver, I'm not going to Brooklyn. I don't want to.

Nobody wants it, but we all go there sooner or later.

Stop the bus. Please stop the bus.

I lose more passengers that way.

Edwin !

Come here.

Buster ?

Buster, that's wonderful!

Magnificent? You're killing me.

After ten years, meeting you here in Brooklyn.

You told me one day that you would only go to Brooklyn if you were dead.

Yes, that was the only way to get me to come.

You know, Edwin, you haven't changed at all.

You're still my perfect lookalike.

Thank you very much, Buster.

You haven't changed either. A perfect lookalike.

As always, Edwin. As always.

What are you doing here?

Have you ever witnessed a murder?

Murder? My God, no.

Yes, I did, a week ago. I contacted the police.

and they arrested a suspect.

But before I can make a full statement,

Dix-Briques-Jackson, the murderer, was released on bail and vowed to kill me.

Buster, you're in a bad position

- And you don't seem worried? - Why worry?

They can't do anything to me. They killed me last night.

Buster, I don't like that kind of humor.

I know it's hard to swallow, but I'm dead.

- Should I believe you're a ghost? - Believe what you want.

And this, is that a doctored photo?

How did you do it?

I tried to tell you, I can go in and out anywhere.

I have a master key.

That's impossible.

It must be an optical illusion.

I can't explain it, but the thing is inconceivable.

You're hard to convince.

Give me a sip.

That's really childish.

You're not waterproof?

Buster, aren't you a bit too old for these jokes?

This is not a joke. You have to believe me. I need your help.

I would do anything for you...

But I can't believe this ghost story.

I hear every word you say and see every move you make.

Maybe because we're super-identical, I don't know.

All I know is that you can see and hear me, but others can't.

Perhaps that will convince you.

Hey, cop, want a good kick in the ass?

That's incredible.

Non.

It is medically proven that when you drink water

the acoustic channels close

causing numbness of the auditory nerve.

Does the auditory nerve extend that far?

And you !

- Good evening. - What do you intend to do?

Excuse me, but this is a scientific experiment.

"I'm going to experiment on you, Einstein." "My brother started it."

- Isn't that right, Buster? - Brother? What brother?

He's there. He's a ghost.

Of course.

I see it.

There he is, wearing a raccoon coat.

No, he's in formal attire.

Yes. On that tree, swinging by its tail.

But... but then he died.

Buster is dead.

Of course.

Well, I'm going back to work.

And I'm going to tell the others.

Forgive me, Buster.

Well, are you convinced?

Yes, but you can understand my skepticism.

This story... two murders, my brother, a ghost.

I knew you'd end up badly becoming an actor, Buster Dingle.

To end badly? That's the best!

What is two thousand dollars a week at the Pelican Club?

Buster Dingle. You've never heard of Buzzy Bellew?

Buzzy.

It was you.

That name has been constantly coming back to mind since last night.

Of course. Because I tried to get in touch with you.

It was around midnight when they killed me.

They threw me straight off that bridge.

That's why I felt drawn to this place.

- The paradox of Thales of Miletus. - What?

The control of magnetic spiritual forces over matter.

Thales was right.

Pay him. I know nothing about Thales.

What I do know is you need to find Ten-Bricks Jackson.

He must end up in the electric chair.

To avenge my brother, I will do anything.

Good spirit. Listen. Here's what you need to do.

Nobody knows I'm dead, you have to take my place.

They don't even know I'm alive. I mean dead.

Beautiful girl.

You just have to be me until the end of the trial.

But this Ten-Bricks

if he killed you to prevent you from testifying, and he believes that I am you

He will finally kill me, being you.

- My God. - Are we scared?

Fear is not in Dingle's DNA.

So why worry?

If I take your place, I'll be dead within the hour.

I can do anything, even though I'm a beginner in the ghost business.

You'll see what I can do.

Didn't I bring you here despite your potato salad?

Potato salad!

- I have to go! - Stop it, Eddie!

- Let's leave here. - That's how people are in Brooklyn.

That's incredible!

Thales' demonstration of magnetic power.

Child's play.

What I don't understand...

Why are you hitting me? I didn't do anything!

I'll wait in the car if you want to go home.

Have you read any good books recently, darling?

Don't be vulgar.

Vulgar? Haven't you ever seen a girl powder her nose before?

I'm sorry, miss. I wasn't talking to you.

- Please. - What a treat!

When I think about all that wasted time living.

Be serious. So you sing and dance in a nightclub?

No, in a bakery. But many people mistake me for Lana Turner.

- I believe you, darling. - Please stop.

- How am I going to take your place? - In the bakery?

- In the nightclub. - I don't work there.

- But I do. - I know.

- I know where I work. - Stay out of this.

You are the one speaking to me.

You started.

You brought me here, and now you're playing with me.

Having fun? No! Mike!

- What's going on? - This guy is taking liberties.

Are you looking for trouble?

On the contrary. I try to avoid them.

I can't stand deception.

Don't believe it. I've never deceived anyone.

What a beautiful story.

Stop!

Let's settle this ourselves. Come to my room.

What ?

Take off your glasses?

You see, darling, I told you so.

No one can be trusted except sailors.

Let's go.

I have a vague feeling that this will end badly.

Everything's fine. A little shaken by the blow.

I'll take care of you if there's a big problem.

All I have to do is make people disappear

stop the bullets and so on.

It's time to go to the Club to replace me.

But it's pointless. I can't go to the Pelican Club.

I don't know how to sing or dance at all.

Don't worry. I've got something.

I want to use it for the club and the Dix-Briques trial.

It's what ?

Easy. Whenever you need me

You will hear the music.

I will come into you and I will use your body.

In other words, to use my body?

Like that.

Buster, what are you doing? Get out of here!

I need to talk to you! Get out immediately!

Please, Buster. This is really ridiculous.

Stop, I'm telling you!

You can't do that!

That's my brother Buster again.

It is inside me now.

I'm warning you, you're crossing the line.

You're going too far.

Crossing the line!

Swing, baby

At the top of the tree

Bye !

Swing, baby

At the top of the tree

If the wind blows

Come back!

Potato salad!

M. Schmidt !

Yes, yes, yes, I'm coming!

Thugs.

It's too late.

I'm coming !

Stop!

Enter.

THANKS.

- What do you want? - How?

What do you want ?

Don't do that. I might hear the music.

There's a nice little shop outside.

They sell public parkland, the central train station,

and maybe even the Empire State Building.

Be nice and go. Go.

- Pelican Club. - What's next?

- I'd like a pound of... - Of what?

A Pelican pound.

A Pelican pound!

I'm sorry to bother you. It wasn't me, it was my brother.

Your brother?

Yes, it's inside me. I can't do anything about it.

He's forcing me. I hear the music and...

I can't resist. I have to go to the Pelican Club.

- Good evening, Mr. Bellew. - How are you, Buzzy?

Hello, Mr. Bellew.

Hello, Buzzy.

Don't run away. I want to talk to you.

Forgive me.

When will you grow up?

- Do we know each other? - Why the outfit?

Nobody will believe that.

Give it back to me.

It's pointless. Midge will slap you anyway.

Midge ? Midge qui ?

Stop, will you?

What's the point? You planted it yesterday, right?

She cried until 3:00 AM and you didn't even call.

Is this a way to treat one's future wife?

Marry ?

Oh, his wife. Yes, of course.

Nothing is definitive.

The banns are not published.

What bans? Listen, is this serious with her?

More than you think.

So, are you getting married tomorrow then?

- Tomorrow? - Yes.

Oh, yes, yes, of course. Of course.

- Yes, of course. - Okay. She's waiting for you.

Kiss her and bury the axe to show her you're not backing down.

Alright.

I'm going to kiss her and bury the axe

So she knows I'm not backing down...

You are the man I need.

Well! To what do I owe this honor?

I kissed you and buried the axe to show you that I don't back down.

- Do you still want to get married? - Yes, if you can convince my husband.

Come on, shut up, you clown.

Come on, quickly.

Are you in your wardrobe now?

Yes. Can I help you?

Yes. Put that up your nose.

Don't be jealous. Buzzy was helping me, Midge.

Midge !

Oh, you're Midge! Excuse me.

I buried the kiss to show you that the axe deflates.

One day, you won't get out of this so easily.

Luckily for you, I'm crazy about you.

Here, with a 4-second delay, is your 10 a.m. snack.

THANKS.

Potato salad.

She's waiting for me!

Excuse me. I must do something immediately.

Phone.

This is the guy I'm supposed to marry.

I'm sorry, Ellen, but there have been some unforeseen circumstances.

I'll explain later. I found a job.

Obviously, I'm disappointed. I waited for hours.

But I'm glad you found a job.

What? What kind of job requires you to work until midnight?

It's a strange establishment.

It's a pet shop.

Is it a pet shop? Open until midnight?

What are you selling? Owls?

Oh, of course. We stock the entire animal kingdom.

Listen to yourself.

It's a great one.

What ?

- And this? - A goldfish.

I don't know what you're doing and I don't care.

Bring your goldfish, owls, and canaries to dinner with her.

And now, study in another library.

Oh, wait. Ellen?

Hello ?

- Did she hang up? - No, it was a friend.

He works in a pet shop. He's crazy

Poisson rouge.

Your clothes have come back from the laundry.

I put it in your dressing room. You'll be by in ten minutes.

We're in luck. Ten-Bricks is here.

Ten Bricks! Did you hear? He said...

Oh, the tangled web we weave,

when we practice deception from the outset

Sir Walter Scott, Marmion, Chant 6, Verse 17.

How beautiful.

Where the hell is Freddie?

With him, everything is fine.

I had an appointment at 8:00 am...

He's already ten minutes late.

Freddie !

So in love

I'm so in love

Part of my heart says no, no, no

The other side says let's go

I'm scared

But I obeyed...

Part of my heart says let's go

I couldn't say no, no, no.

A week ago, I was determined

To never be in love again

And I found myself

So in love.

But so in love.

I should be in good shape, but I feel unwell.

And here's what I want to know

If the man I love will love me too.

Do you have a problem?

Has your Don Juan left?

Your Casanova on a stroll?

Well, hurry up! Come in.

It's free if you want to get married.

Come and contemplate the pearls of wisdom

to come from the lips of the Goldwyn girls.

Quick, hurry! There's still time.

Entry is free

if you pay for the ticket.

So, you want to know

If he loves you too.

Poor neglected kitten, you can count on your marriage

because the complaints are reaching us

when they really want to have their man.

Have you tried picking up petals?

to put them on a daisy?

Have you tried mixing cocktails?

With sprigs of tulips to persuade him?

Have you tried crying on his shoulder?

during the "Tristan and Isolde" play.

Have you tried baking some cookies for him?

Don't you think you should try it?

Have you tried cereal?

But there is a sure remedy that will open his eyes.

All you have to do is flirt with a few boys.

Cleopatra knew it well.

We'd bet our nylons on that.

Occupy the ground.

And he will give in.

We are looking for Ten-Bricks Jackson.

He is at his usual table.

He is at his usual table.

You don't need that. You're not deaf.

I know, but it makes me look distinguished.

Let's go.

I told you to come to my office.

The judge is back. We have to leave.

We want our money now. Right, Torso?

- Did you bathe him properly? - Yes, in the lake in the public park.

It was so quick, they didn't even remove his name from the poster.

I wonder who will take his place.

I'm going to miss Buzzy. He was a great comedian.

Where are you, Buster?

What's the problem? A new number every night.

Please, Buster!

Who is that?

Under the branches of the plane tree...

the village forge is standing.

The blacksmith, a powerful and generous man...

with large, calloused hands.

Go ahead. Send the microphone.

His forehead is wet with the sweat of honesty.

He earns what he can.

Ladies and gentlemen, I... I think that, perhaps...

I owe you an explanation...

Unfortunately, I...

I don't know this number, but I don't like it.

- It's better to call the girls. - I can't...

Music.

There you go. The music.

Where were you?

I thought you would never arrive.

You are the biggest underachiever.

Let me go home before you ruin my reputation.

Close the doors! Get ready to laugh!

Let's get to work.

Come on, girls. Quick.

One second.

As the Eskimo says, it takes me time to warm up.

You never know what he's going to do.

You thought I was going to flop, huh?

But, seriously, I have a surprise for you.

We have with us the famous Russian baritone, Serge Ivanovich...

who has not appeared in public for five years.

But tonight, he kindly agreed to sing for us.

If you help me, we might be able to

make him sing a little song.

Ladies and Gentlemen...

I would like to sing a great composition for you...

that my dear friend Gregory Serge Ivanovitch...

Islavitch Akuzitch Islascich Musnyozich Iskligich...

Maedyatzibrochnuyig Yatze Debrevitch wrote for me...

with his friend Gnick.

Please, thank you.

I will never forget the last time I sang that song.

It was wonderful, we were...

in a beautiful garden and the stars were shining.

The orchestra played. The audience applauded.

Me? An allergy.

For allergies.

More...

That was five years ago. I feel much better now.

And I sing this song for you.

I am welcome.

These five years! I will never forget them as long as I live.

Everywhere I go, everything I do...

Nothing. I like the smell of flowers.

But I can't vacuum. Because the roses...

Chrysanthemums.

The rhododendron.

Carnations!

The only relief was taking long sea voyages.

That's where I used to get seasick.

More...

That was five years ago and of course I feel much better now.

And then... Please.

THANKS.

See you in the electric chair.

There is only one explanation. It's Buzzy's spirit.

- He came back to denounce us. - Yes, of course.

I'm going to tell you what happened.

You wanted me to pay quickly

a job you didn't do.

What did he say?

Take your earplugs out and you'll hear it.

You'll hear it!

- Hi. - Great performance, Buzz.

Things are getting heated, aren't they, guys?

Hello! Sorry, I'm late but I couldn't get away.

Friends who come from far away. You know what that's like.

You've never been late, have you?

How can you say that?

- Hey, Chimp, I have an idea. - Yes?

I don't think this guy is Buzzy Bellew.

The corpse had a mole under its ear.

What does that prove?

We know he has a mole under his ear.

We didn't get a good look at it. If he doesn't have it, it's not him.

Hein ?

Listen.

I am happy to announce that Midge and Buzzy have decided to get married.

Congratulations !

I did everything I could to avoid it

But the funeral ceremony will take place tomorrow at 4 p.m.

in the small church next door.

- That's a surprise. - I have an even bigger surprise.

This time, I will come.

Here's mine: if you're only 5 minutes late,

I'm marrying Monte.

So, I'm going to set his watch back.

I propose a toast. Let's drink to the late Buzzy Bellew.

May I have your autograph for the members of my fraternity?

Of course. I'm an old Vassar.

- Me too. - Of course.

I didn't even know he could write with one hand.

About,

- How are the florists doing? - Well.

As I was saying before being interrupted so rudely...

It's definitely him. Same face, eyes and nose.

- And the same bump under the left ear. - I saw it too.

The guy sitting at that table is also at the bottom of the lake.

I don't understand. The same person.

Look, he wrote his name.

Yes, look at mine.

"Buzz, Buzz, potato salad"?

Hey, what is it?

Buzzy thinks he's funny.

Listen, I don't care who that zombie is.

But you won't get your ten grand while he's alive.

If you can't manage it, I'll ask professionals.

- What did he say? - You heard.

Just a moment.

I would like to propose a toast.

I would like to propose a toast to my fiancée Ellen.

I mean Midge.

I feel grey.

Tomorrow afternoon,

We all meet at the local library.

For better or for worse...

in sickness and in health...

in wealth and poverty...

until the potato salad separated us.

Pierre! Champagne, please!

My brother, I can't take it anymore.

Forgive me.

He can't hold his liquor, that guy.

I will no longer let him drink when I am inside him. Never.

Hello, Charley. Give me some baking soda.

Hey, Charley. I'd like some baking soda.

Charley, a Bromo.

It's pointless.

I've been here for 15 minutes and I haven't found anything.

Thales was right.

This is crazy. I finally have my baking soda and I can't use it.

I can't take the glass.

Where is my baking soda?

I just gave you some.

Or ?

Where have you gone? Stop or I'll shoot!

You'll have to be faster, tenderfoot.

Leave me my baking soda, okay?

What are you playing?

Don't leave me alone with him.

Help me stop him from escaping.

Oh, my brother, I wish I were dead.

I would like to talk to you.

There are a few points I would like to clarify.

Please, you must listen to me.

Stop shouting. Everyone is watching us.

I would like to explain what happened last night.

Be convincing. Make me wait hours for a salad.

then call me, bark, meow and howl.

- It's better to start at the beginning. - No need.

I went to buy the potato salad,

I felt strange, and I heard music.

Instead of asking for the salad, I asked for the public park.

I see. That's perfectly natural.

As soon as I hear the trombone, I ask for Coney Island.

I know it's strange, but suddenly I get off a bus and see my brother.

He had been killed the day before.

Don't judge me before I've finished.

- Go away. - I had to go sing at the Pelican Club.

So that the prosecutor wouldn't know I was dead.

I mean, Buster was dead. Am I clear?

- Oh, yes, very much so. You're crazy. - But I haven't forgotten you.

So I called.

A dog barked, so I said I was in a pet shop.

I tried to leave, but Midge and I are engaged.

Finally, Buzzy and Midge are

And I was Buzzy back then.

- Who are you now? - I am myself, but temporarily.

Come back when you're Buzzy.

That's true, Ellen, really.

It's Buzzy's fault. There's nothing I can do about it.

I hear the music and it comes into me.

You have some nerve being here. I'm fired.

Sorry, but I have to resort to force.

Now you're a caveman.

Neanderthals had their merits. Now, listen.

Now, I'll take you to the church.

to tell the woman who is waiting for me there to marry me

that I only did that because of my brother.

I'm not Buzzy. Why would I be?

- We'll face this together. - Oh, really?

You're completely insane! Soon,

Two men in uniform will come and take you away.

- Come with us. - One second.

- Don't argue. - One minute.

I am a peaceful man, a law-abiding citizen.

We have orders from the prosecutor. Get in the car.

Rolled.

Just yesterday, he was a great genius, gentle and ordinary.

I regret having to place you in pretrial detention.

It's for your safety.

Gossett, you should have taken care of it.

Everything is fine. Mr. Bellew is here in the flesh.

In the flesh? Oh.

Buster !

Nothing. I...

Oh. I thought that... Let's be serious.

You told me you had proof that Dix-Briques is the Brooklyn killer.

Before making an accusation,

I would like to have your statement.

Yes. I'm not quite ready yet.

I'm waiting for something.

What are you waiting for?

Buster, please!

I think I'm waiting in vain.

Calm down, Mr. Bellew.

You are safe.

A cigar?

No thanks.

We have little time.

You saw Ten-Bricks at the crime scene, didn't you?

Yes, I took it in Flagrante Delicto.

Okay, okay. Go ahead.

Well, I did my bit at the Pelican Club

where I work as a singing and dancing artist.

I was tired and I went home.

I drank four or five glasses,

And as a result, I spent a sleepless night.

I decided to go for a walk.

After walking for a while,

My toes were tired. I stopped in a deserted alley.

This gangster, Dix-Briques, arrives in an armored car, lying in wait for his victim.

A tall, thin man with a red beard.

I suspected something when I saw Dix-Briques pull out his machine gun.

There was a rain of lead.

The victim fell,

fatally affected in the pericardium region.

And there you have it, gentlemen. The case is won.

- Can I leave now? - One minute, please.

Your story is satisfactory, apart from a few minor details.

It was dark and I could be wrong about one or two things.

First, the tall, thin man with a red beard

was a small, chubby dancer named Choo-Choo La Verne.

Amazing.

- His disguise was perfect. - Without a doubt.

Furthermore, she was strangled, not shot.

You told me you knew the name under which the safe was rented.

And that it contains evidence against Ten-Bricks.

What is the name used to rent the locker?

- Stop acting the fool. - That's it. Marie Ole.

After all, what is a name?

As Shakespeare once said...

Who is this Buster? Are you under his thumb?

Yes, and I would like him to come down.

Nobody's perfect. You know Buzzy is irresponsible.

I wouldn't say anything if it were the first time.

- What time is it? - 6 PM.

We would wait less time for a divorce.

- Come in, will you marry me? - Pardon?

I'm serious.

Only a scoundrel would take advantage of such a situation.

I think I am one of them.

The scene is set. We also have the props.

You know I'm very superstitious.

What would you say if we didn't get married in the church where Buzzy stood you up?

You're right. Let's wait a few days.

Perhaps we will find one where I didn't expect it.

Are they trying to ruin my career?

Are you an accomplice of Dix-Briques?

Are you a member of his gang and paid to keep quiet?

I'm going to give you one last chance

Otherwise, I will charge you with obstruction of justice!

Okay. I'll tell the truth.

You're being reasonable.

Write down every word, Miss Hutchison.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

- So. - Well.

I went to Schmidt's for a potato salad.

The music moved me deeply, and the salad became the public park.

Then I got off the bus

And Buster was walking into the walls because he died.

Water went through his head.

The policeman didn't notice his blow because he was swinging his tail.

Or rather, he thought so...

He put his arm around a girl. The sailor hit me.

Buster entered my body and began to dance.

A thousand devils! Expel this madman!

Throw it in the river! I don't care!

Withdraw the complaint. There is no evidence!

No! Ten-Bricks is guilty. Buster will tell you.

Come down and enter me! Hurry!

Take him away! I can't stand him anymore!

They're going to kill me too. I want police protection.

Protection? The entire police force is in order.

to stop you immediately.

They will kill you, if necessary, if you approach them!

- Chase that idiot away! - But, Mr. O'Brien!

I need to speak to the prosecutor about a young man who has been arrested.

Not really crazy. He's disoriented because he's not used to women.

Has the investigating judge gone to dinner?

When will he be back? At the opera?

I'll call back later. Goodbye.

What are you doing here?

Two men are guarding the front door. I must have come this way.

If the police saw you, they will think you're a thief.

Don't talk about the police. They have orders to open fire on me.

That seems justified to me.

Listen. I was with the prosecutor...

I don't believe a word of it.

The prosecutor has gone to the opera.

- Go away. - Let me in.

If you stick your head in, I'll guillotine you.

You are nothing but a Jekyll and Hyde and the biggest liar in the world.

Believe me, I'm not lying.

I could never lie to you or anyone for whom...

For whom do I have such feelings?

I would like to believe you. If only I were sure of your sincerity.

- But I'm being sincere. May I come in? - No.

- Please. - Explain yourself first.

Go for it.

My brother Buster is Buzzy Bellew. He was killed last night.

I told his spirit that I would help him.

I didn't think he would continue to...

Ellen, please let me in.

Enter.

Where is he, my love?

He? Who?

Your boyfriend.

Please leave. There's no one here.

- What's she saying? - Never mind. Let's search the apartment.

Don't try calling the police, baby.

Where is he?

Oh, nervous, huh?

- What did you say? - NERV...

Go ahead. Look in the cupboards.

It's cold. When I make that noise, the caretaker turns on the heating.

What did she say?

The guard answered me.

Listen, there must be a mistake.

I know it's weird, but Mr. Dingle wouldn't hurt a fly.

- Who is Dingle? - You mentioned my boyfriend.

Well, she's cheating on Buzzy while he's cheating on her with Midge.

Buzzy Bellew? So he said... I mean, Buzzy's not dead?

We want to know. We took him down and he reappears.

Dead, eh? What do you know, my dear?

We have a few questions to ask you.

Okay. I'll tell you everything.

I don't know why I should protect Buzzy if he's cheating on me.

He went to pick up Midge at the Pelican Club.

He knows you're looking for him; they're leaving for Chicago on the 7:20 PM train.

If you hurry, you can get them.

The Pelican!

- What are you doing? - Silence! They'll hear you.

- Who's going to hear me? - Chimp and Torso. They're chasing me.

How so ?

- Hide me! - I don't know...

Don't go in!

- Excuse me, ma'am. Don't be afraid. - Help, Dad!

- Pelican, out! - Stop that.

I said, out!

You have to help me! I need you!

Mom, you are Buster and he needs you.

"Why would he need me?" "Because he's a pelican. Go."

- There you are at last. - I tried to reach you

but I had an exceptional hangover.

Don't take another sip of alcohol when I'm inside you.

You must help me now. My life is in danger.

Get out!

Be quiet. This young man has problems. He needs help.

I have bad news. I can no longer help you.

Yes, you can! You can't leave now.

- What should I do? - They're coming to kill me.

So just "Pshiiit" and make them disappear.

You mean I have to go "pss ...

You just make a "pss ...

- We do it every day. - Silence.

I can't hear what Buster is saying.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to speak so loudly.

Good evening, Buster. You look well.

Silence !

We can't talk. I have things to tell you.

Follow me.

I'm sorry. My brother went by. I have to go.

Excuse me.

I don't have much time. I won't be coming again.

No more ectoplasm. Now you'll act on your own.

How am I going to do it?

Give me the evidence against Ten-Bricks

and I will give them to the prosecutor.

The murdered girl was called Choo-Choo La Verne, the dancer.

- Choo-Choo La Verne, the dancer. - Good.

He's talking to a salami. He thinks it's a dancer.

Such a nice boy. Let me see.

- Ten-Bricks killed her? - She threatened to tell everything

So he hit her with a bottle and strangled her.

Champagne. She threatened to call the police.

Now he's talking to a barrel of herring and thinks it's a policeman.

If only.

I saw Ten-Bricks carrying it. Listen to me, Edwin. This is very important.

Choo-Choo's real name is Minnie Smith. She had hidden evidence.

as well as counterfeit dollars, in a safe deposit box under that name.

Buster, if you could... What is it?

If you make it through, you'll be a new man.

Otherwise, see you soon.

Don't leave! Come back!

So young and already so...

Come on !

Dad, one goes in and three come out.

- Dad, look. - Now we're open 24/7.

First aisle on the right.

First aisle on the left.

First aisle on the right, please. Ticket, please.

I don't have one, but you must let me through.

I need to see the prosecutor. He's here.

Sorry, you need to see the manager.

Ticket, please. First aisle on the right.

Just a moment. Where's your ticket?

- I don't have one, but I have to get back. - You need a ticket.

I need to see someone! I'm being followed!

- I'm sorry. - I have to go home.

Shut up !

I forgot about the bells

That ringing, ringing, ringing.

3h00

Prosecutor!

I am here !

Killers are going to catch me, grab me, stab me.

O'Brien

Help.

Chimp and Torso are chasing me.

Help, help, the police.

Save...

Me...

I know his real name.

The name

De Choo-Choo La Verne

Choo-Choo La Verne is...

Choo-Choo La Verne is...

Choo-Choo La Verne is...

Minnie Smith.

Prosecutor,

Here is my statement.

Touti, touti, touti,

Nothing but the truth!

Ellen, tell her.

No, no, I'm scared. No, no, I'm terrified.

Ten-Bricks condemned

Buzzy's double in a double wedding

Yes, my darling?

I read in the book "Notes on American Geology"

that the enormous water flow of Niagara Falls

it scrapes the sub-alluvial soil by 2 to 3 feet per year.

You need to get out of your old books.

Edwin, that's not like you.

I will never be the same again.

I think there will always be a little bit of Buzzy in me.

- Edwin. - Yes?

Do you think he will reappear among us regularly?

Oh no. I don't think we'll see him again.

I'm a little devil, aren't I?

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