All language subtitles for Fatal Exposure 2

Janet! What are you doing in front of the mirror? I'm gonna
need to brush my teeth and I'm already late!

Janet! Can you hear me?

Yes I heard you. Ok Bob, I understood.

Are you going to be
late again this evening?

Come on don't get me started.
You know it's not my fault.

I'm sorry.

I don't have a husband anymore.

Oh Bob. We haven't made
love in such a long time.

It's been much too long.

Much...

- Are you coming home for lunch?
- I think so, but don't wait for me at dinner. I'll be late.

As usual. I don't think you
realise that you have a wife.

What do you mean?

Well it's been two months
since we made love, for example.

Ever since they assigned
you to that new case.

You know my job is really hard
and I'm very tired when I get home.

You still don't understand
about my work, do you?

You knew I wasn't going to have a lot of free
time. Listen, I'm on call 24/7 for God's sakes.

I'm a policeman you know?

I don't work 9 to 5 in an office.

And I don't have all the time in the
world to think about my love life.

- Bye Janet.
- Bye.

- Good morning sir.
- Good morning sergeant.

Aside from this job that is so goddamn
tiring that when I get home at night I'm beat,

she doesn't even keep herself
attractive, with this lotion on her face,

these rollers in her hair all day long.

And we always do everything together.
No wonder the attraction has faded.

Me too. Same here.

Central calling unit 27.

- Central to unit 27 - You
wanna respond? - No.

Unit 27 here. Over.

We have a telephone message for inspector
Trevor, from the New York Interpol dept.

- We read you.
- Let's go to central.

- Guess who this is.
- The nicest hands I've ever seen.

- Janet! How wonderful! - How did you
guess? - I recognised your hands.

You've had these beautiful hands
ever since you were a little girl.

Now I don't care much about my
hands. They're housewife's hands.

- I'm so glad to see you.
- Me too.

- Now let me look at you.
- Do you think I've changed a lot?

Yes, more of a woman, more
beautiful, more refined.

- Is there anything wrong?
- No. Nothing.

- Okay. How's your husband?
- Fine. He hasn't changed.

- Is he still a policeman?
- Yes my dear, but now he's with Interpol.

- With the rank of captain?
- No. Lieutenant. But now let's talk about you.

When I heard your voice on the
telephone, I couldn't believe it.

Yeah, so many years.

Amy don't exaggerate, we're not all that
old yet. Now what are you doing in Miami?

One question at a time. I'll be
here for almost two weeks you know.

I'm here for an international
conference on psychopathology.

Yeah, I heard you've become
a very good psychologist.

Psychologist yes. I don't know how
good, but certainly very curious.

Yes you were always curious and always
interested about everything and everyone.

That's true. To be curious is
a must for any psychologist.

But even Jung left medicine for psychology
because he was so curious about everything.

Maybe you don't care about these things,
but I'm really in love with my profession

I really don't understand psychology very
much. But I like listening to you, so go on.

Careful, because if I wanted to, I could easily
understand any fantasies and hidden motives of your mind.

I always analyze everyone and everything.

Everyone and everything...

- What's on your mind? Tell me.
- No, never mind.

- It's nothing.
- But we're friends.

- Well guess.
- No Janet, you tell me.

Something's happened to you.

Janet, let's talk about it.

- I don't think that's really the case.
- That's what you think.

- At one time you kept no secrets from me.
- You're right.

Don't forget that a psychologist is like a
confessor. There's a professional confidence.

So you can open up your soul to
me, freely. I won't breathe a word.

Recently Bob has been given
a new job at the office.

It keeps him out till dawn.

- Every day of the week.
- So you can't see him as often as you would like to.

You can say that I don't see him at
all. Bob only thinks about his work.

I think that maybe he can't help it.

But the end result is the same. He's
behaviour is that of a husband, not a lover.

- No more attention, no more sex.
- You're so right.

You know, I wonder if
he's seeing a mistress.

I don't know. But I can't stand it anymore.

Sometimes women blame mistresses for
things that are really their own fault.

But you know me. Why are you talking
to me in such a reproachful way?

You wonder why I, a liberated
woman would accuse a wife of that?

Because they accept life's routine
and don't give fantasies a chance.

I must say, I don't really
understand your point.

The point is that for men work is a priority
especially if it's enjoyable to them.

But he needs to be reassured. He
needs a wife at home. Who loves him.

But in the long run that's not
enough, especially for women.

You know? That's because the female
affection is far more complex.

So when the relationship becomes dull, or even
boring, you have to start thinking about enticing him.

Do you think I should
behave like a cheap whore?

No I don't mean that at all.
Men have a different mentality.

Try to be more sexy, starting with
your clothes, especially lingerie.

Flirt without being too aggressive.

Sensuality is not a sin.

The need to be wanted and desired
by your own husband is proper.

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

Try it. It would be
exciting for both of you.

Mr. Preston?

Speaking, who is it?

I saw your ad. I'm interested. I'd
like you to tell me a bit more about it.

It's very simple. I specialize in sexy photography
services for women who are not satisfied with their...

... intimate relationships
with their husbands.

And are trying to revitalise their
husband's desire through fantasy.

After all there are many photo services
like mine in Playboy magazine.

Many women let themselves
be photographed.

Try to be much more sexy.

Start with your clothes.
Especially your lingerie.

Sensuality is not a sin. Try it.
It'll be exciting for both of you.

Hey Janet, come on!

Let's show your husband what you can do!

It's the worst mistake most husbands make. Not to
pay enough attention to the desires of their wives.

And this is in most cases the principle
reason for trouble in a relationship.

Here. Look at this.

These women are all so cunningly sexy.

Yet they're all ordinary women.

Almost all professional's wives.

But they're so beautiful.

With the help of Rosie's
make up abilities.

And my photography.

And since that's why you're
here, why don't we get started?

- I hope I can.
- She's so modest, did you hear that Rosie?

You'll do just fine.

So let's not waste anymore time.

Let's go.

Just perfect like that. Now look here.

- That was just great. You're a real professional.
- Thank you.

Now let's do this. Let's
photograph you on the bed.

That's it. Lie down.

Fine. This is great.

Now turn yourself to the other side.

- This way?
- Yes.

That's good. Now move
your hair. That's great.

You're beautiful.

- You're just so beautiful.
- Leave me alone! - Kiss me.

- I don't want to. - Kiss
me. - No. - Come on, kiss me.

- What are you doing?
- Come here. - Leave me alone!

Hey get off me now. Come
on, I don't want to, no.

You ask what's happening to me?

I think I'm embarassed
to even talk about it.

Amy you're my friend and also a psychologist,
so you must try to understand me.

A psychologist is like a confessor as you said, so
I have to tell you about it. I followed your advice.

I had myself photographed in sexy positions. Like
you said, I'm trying to attract Bob's attention.

I think that's the right thing to do.

I'm hoping he'll like them, but...

I'm not sure I did the right thing.

I want Bob to understand that the only reason
I did such a thing was to rebuild our happiness.

Don't worry, tell him you
did it for the two of you.

After the first reaction
he'll be grateful.

Yes I know. But I just wish
that... Okay you're always right.

That's not the point. If you did
it for him you need to tell him.

Right. You are the
psychologist after all.

Are you busy tomorrow?
Will you have any free time?

- I'm free.
- I'd like to spend the day with you.

That's great. I'll
see you tomorrow then.

Hi Janet.

- Hi.
- Tomorrow morning I'm leaving for New York.

Interpol called me at the station.

So when will you be back?

I don't know for sure. I think
I'll be home next weekend.

- Good night then.
- Good night.

- You understand the problem now?
- Yeah sure.

It's perfectly clear. It
always happens like that.

I am feeling guilty even if I
shouldn't. Where are you taking me?

Is this a a surprise?

Yes.

Is this where they sell
those shoes? Let's see.

It was just a moment of
escape, a time out, relaxation.

Well, a woman like
you needs to make love.

- Bob has neglected you for much too long.
- Yeah.

You know, maybe I was
wrong to quit teaching.

I could have married a
professor instead of a policeman.

- I'd surely would have a better life.
- Don't be too sure.

I'm not convinced. My husband isn't a policeman,
but he also tends to forget his marital obligations.

All men are the same. They get tired of you.

And he has no excuses such as overtime
work. He's the president of a bank.

By the way, what about that photographer?

Well he's a nice guy.

- Hello? - It's
me. - What's up?

The appointment is at 4 o'clock
tomorrow at her appartment.

- And why at her place?
- That's what she wants.

- See you at the studio. Ok?
- Ok.

He's a really nice guy like Janet said,
and he's supposed to be a top photographer.

- So now you're a sexy model, huh?
- Yes.

- Does Janet know?
- No, only you know Evelyn, just you.

Don't worry about me, I'm
a faithful friend, aren't I?

Yes but I have to go now. In a half hour I've
got the appointment. I'll see you again tomorrow.

- Okay, but don't forget to tell
me everything. - Ok. See you. - Bye.

Let's start.

Right over here.

Stand up.

- Good. No, no, not yet.
- Allright.

We have finished here.

- Do you have everything?
- Yes.

Move your head a little higher.

Stay like that.

Now turn towards me real
slow. That's it. Stop.

That's great.

Unfortunately I have another appointment
at the studio and I won't be able to stay.

Rosie's just as good as I am
and there's still a roll of film.

In addition to being a great make up
artist, Rosie's also an ace photographer.

I'm sorry but I really need to go.

Rosie, will you finish
the session for me please?

Goodbye Willy.

Mrs. Laureen your photos will be ready
tomorrow, or at the most the next day.

- Bye. - See you.

Beautiful.

Now come a little toward me.

That's the last one. We're finished.

It's one of my very best
sessions. You came up perfect.

- You'll see.
- I'm glad. I was almost sorry I did it.

Don't feel that way. This is
a nice spot. Let's sit here.

Here, have a look.

These don't even look like me.

Who knows what my husband
will say when he sees them.

Well, he'll want to make love. Do you?

Once was enough. You should forget
forever what happened between us.

It was nothing more than a fling for me,
and I have no intention of repeating it.

- Where are the negatives?
- They're all over there in the bag.

She was very embarassed, wasn't she?

At first she was, but
then everything went well.

She unwound easily and
didn't notice a thing.

I know how to be charming too, dear.

Yes right. I just got back here.

No, I'm calling you from central.

I came here first because I
needed to drop off some papers.

Yes. I'll be home for dinner.

See you later Janet.

Hello?

It's me. I'm running
late. I'm still at work.

I'm sorry. There's
nothing I can do about it.

- But you promised you'd be home for dinner.
- I know, but you know what my job is like.

Something came up and was unavoidable.
Please, don't wait up for me.

- I understand. Good night.
- Don't be mad at me. Bye.

Yes it's true. I cheated on him but
I'm really sorry. I'm ashamed of myself.

And I am somewhat angry. I have
a lot of contradictory feelings.

But then I realise that I love him.

- You know exactly what's happening...
- Excuse me, my husband's here.

- We'll talk tomorrow. Bye.
- Who were you talking to?

- Janet. - Oh really? What
about? - Women's things.

It's not easy.

I decided to show the pictures to Bob.

I had everything ready and
suddenly his phone call came.

So what did you do then?

Nothing. I put all the dishes
away and changed my clothes.

And the album?

I swear I was about to throw it away because I
was so angry. Then I thought it over and I hid it.

Are you waiting for some other occasion?

Maybe. What would you have
done if you were in my place?

Well... I would have done
the same as you. Perhaps.

Tell me something. Is there anything
wrong? You seem very nervous.

No, nothing. Just thinking.

- Nothing important.
- Are you sure?

That woman is coming to my studio
tomorrow at eleven to pick up her photographs.

I can't wait for her because
one of my relatives is flying in.

I don't know her name, and I can't reach
her, so she'll be very disappointed.

Why don't you meet her at my studio to give her
the photos and negatives and collect 800 dollars.

- Okay, don't worry. I'll see you soon.
- You're a pal. Thanks.

Bye.

- After you.
- Is mister Gordon here?

No, he had to go to the airport. He didn't know how
to get ahold of you to tell you not to come today.

So he asked me to come meet you here.

- And my photos? - I don't have
them. - Why don't you have them?

Well they didn't come out. Gordon made a
mistake when he was developing the negatives.

Unfortunately, we'll have to
do the photo session over again.

Don't you worry though. I'm here.

And I'm perfectly capable
of substituting for Gordon.

No never mind. I prefer to
come back and work with Gordon.

I'd feel more at ease with
him. I'll come back another day.

Well I don't want to brag about it, but
I'm better at this than my friend Gordon.

- I mean photographer.
- I'm sure you are.

Well allright. You photograph me.

Come. We don't need that.

That's good.

Now let's move this.

You must relax.

Stay just like that.

Just great.

You're beautiful. The perfect model.

That's perfect.

Don't move. Stay still. Like that.

Excellent.

It's been so long since I made love.

That's strange, that
your husband neglects you.

Yes my husband is older and
totally absorbed by his work.

What does he do?

He's a professional.

- How did it go?
- Just fine.

- Did she pay you?
- Of course.

Thanks for the favor.

- A beauty, isn't she?
- She is.

- Well, be seeing you.
- Bye.

Goodbye Rosie.

See ya.

Let's hope the new client
will show up on time.

Better not...

Here.

Goddamn coward!

How could he? What a sleazebag!

Son of a whore!

Goddamn you!

He's giving me one week's notice to pay.

He said that he would let
himself be known with a phone call.

What a bastard! Pay that
man 50,000 dollars!

- What do you think? - Didn't you say you already
picked up the photographs and negatives?

All I can think is that
the creep has other copies.

But how could he have found out
who you were and where you live?

I just don't know. I don't understand.

- I didn't know that you went to him also.
- But I went to someone else who has the same service.

Then I met this creep and it gets
complicated to explain how it ended.

I still don't see clearly. You'll
probably receive a similar letter.

That would be a major
problem. I couldn't pay it.

- Are you going to pay up?
- No.

Absolutely not.

But in the letter he threatens to release
the photographs. It would be a scandal.

What about your husband?

- What's the matter with you? Are you crazy?
- You are crazy to think I'm going to pay you 50,000 dollars.

- Now you better explain!
- You're the one who'd better explain.

What's this?

- Blackmail!
- Yeah, yours, bastard!

No that's not true.
I didn't do anything!

- You're lying.
- I don't do such things.

And I would never do anything
like that. Especially to you.

Liar! Impostor! You con artist!

- No Evelyn! - I don't believe
you! - Calm down, I love you.

- Let me go! - I do
love you. - Let go of me.

- Evelyn. I love you.
- Let me go. - I love you.

I love you. I love you.

And that's the whole story.

Then it wasn't true there was a
problem in developing the negatives.

No. It was not true.

Then why did you...

The moment I saw you for the first
time, I felt something strange inside.

A wild desire for you. That's
why I had to lie to you.

I wanted to see you
without your clothes on.

I was so excited by Gordon's photos.

And so with the excuse of the
photographs, you jumped on me.

So then Gordon is the blackmailer.

But how did he do it? How did he
find out personal things like my name,

... my telephone number, my address.

I didn't tell him who I was.
I didn't tell you either.

But how could have
Gordon managed to trace me?

I don't get it.

There are still a few
things I have to tell you.

It's not over. I received a letter.

They want money or they'll expose everything.
I don't know what to do. I'm so worried.

Now you have to talk to Bob. This
is extortion, do you understand?

Bob is a policeman. You've got to do
it Janet. It will help you to tell him.

What if I handle this alone?

- It's blackmail.
- I don't know how he will react.

I think he'll understand. He'll
know how to respond. It's his job.

Okay. I'll do what you
say. I have no choice.

- Will I see you tomorrow then?
- Of course. Now stay calm.

Thank you. I feel better now.

- Tomorrow will Bob be at home?
- No, he will be out all day.

As usual.

What's wrong with you? Have you gone
crazy? What the hell's the matter with you?

Shut your mouth! You're nothing but a sleazy
blackmailer. What the hell's gotten into you?

You must have cranked up! Let go of me!

Why would I blackmail them?
Don't even joke about that.

Okay?

I never printed any other
copies of the pictures.

I wouldn't know what to do with
that stuff. I swear to you Willy.

I don't know anything about this situation.
I've never had anything to do with blackmail.

It's the truth Willy, believe me.

Well who could it be then?

Rather than being
exposed to more blackmail,

she decided to report what happened to us.

And surely, the one who's
blackmailing her is the photographer.

The man behind the creation
of the images we just saw.

Excuse me captain, you know I'm
still tied up on the Cuban case.

Where am I possibly going to
find the time to work on this?

This won't be a difficult case.

Don't worry about a thing. You're
gonna solve it before you know it.

And then, since the accuser is
the wife of the European diplomat,

I think this case is really
one for you people at Interpol.

As you know our department is jammed up.

We have too many other problems
to deal with at the moment.

- Do me a favor and take care of it.
- The way it looks, I guess I'll have to.

- Good work lieutenant.
- Thanks.

The Captain is on his way.

No, I don't know anything. I
don't even know this miss Katy.

Yes. I remember her now.
I think she was English.

I didn't know that her name was Katy.

This kind of work requires
the utmost discretion.

Clients always wish to remain
anonymous and I respect their desires.

I take the photos and I give them all
the materials, including the negatives.

They pay me when they're satisfied
and that's always the end of it.

I had nothing to do with
blackmail of any kind.

Just give me the list of every
woman you've photographed.

Or am I going to need a
warrant to search the studio?

No, you can search everywhere.
You won't find anything.

And what's this over here?

It's an album that I
prepared for a lady.

And then she never
came back to pick it up.

- Strange. I wonder why she didn't come.
- I don't know.

That's a photo proof that I
ripped up. I just didn't like it.

She's one of my clients.

- So, these are all women that feel neglected
by their husbands. - Most of them yes.

- And they want this service.
- They do it with only one thing in mind.

To recapture their husbands
after years of marriage.

To rekindle their love.

All right. That'll be all for now.

But Laureen, how could you have fallen
for the advances of someone like her?

You're a modern, liberated
woman with so many options.

I gave in. It had been such a
long time since I'd made love.

- Does that shock you?
- No. But you should have told me right away.

The truth is I didn't dare Janet. I was
afraid that Frank would find out about it.

Those photographs of you and Laureen could
be used as evidence agaist us in court.

You've got to give them to me. God forbid
that they should ever come out somehow.

What will we do if they fall
in the hands of the police?

How is it possible that Laureen could
have received an anonymous letter?

What are we going to do?
What alibi do we have?

We must be prepared for anything
to happen. Do you understand?

I guess that we'll say those photos
were taken just for your amusement.

That you like to be photographed because
you have a perverse sense of sexuality.

Those photos must be destroyed!
Photographs and negatives.

You must give them to
me. Now give them to me!

- Hi Janet.
- Hello.

I've got a new job that's much easier.

I'm investigating a photographer
suspected of blackmail.

- Who is it?
- Someone who specialises in sexy photography.

Do you have any evidence?

So far there's nothing concrete, but my personal
impression's that he has nothing to do with the extortion.

By the way, while I was looking through
his studio I found a torn photograph.

And for a moment I really
thought it looked a lot like you.

Would you have liked
it if that woman was me?

I would have liked it very much.

Why didn't you show them
to me sooner darling?

Because tonight I just felt I wanted to.

Because I found a ripped photograph
of myself in your jacket pocket.

Yeah, I suppose I forgot to hide it.

And is there something else?

Because I don't want to run
the risk of becoming a lesbian.

What makes you say that?

I shouldn't tell you, because
it is the confidence of a friend.

But I have to tell you
what Laureen has said to me.

Laureen's in trouble?

Yes. But there's more.

You see, just today, I also received
a blackmail letter in the mail.

And Laureen, did she get
a letter like this one?

I don't think so. If she did,
I'm sure she would have told me.

I want you to check out the
names on this list please.

- All right.
- Thank you.

Okay. When you find out more definite
information please let me know.

Bob we've bugged the phone of the
photographer who took the pictures.

And that of the wife of the European diplomat.
The victim of the extortion.

It's possible that someone else
would bring in another blackmail letter to us now.

What's the matter? You
seem very preoccupied.

Are you worried about the
accusations being made against you?

I think so.

I've decided to pay the
50,000 dollars. What about you?

To avoid any misunderstandings
I've decided to get a lawyer.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

- Do you love me?
- I do Evelyn.

I love you very much really.

Well, what do you think?

It's a difficult voice to identify.

It's in falceto on purpose.

However I have the impression
that it is a woman's voice.

Yes, I'm quite sure.

Can you tell me who referred you to us?

To tell you the truth I just picked it up by
chance. I looked through the phonebook and found it.

I'd like to make an
appointment with a lawyer.

- For a little advice.
- Your name please.

My name's Preston. Willy Preston.

Last night I had a strange dream.

Bob was photographing
me while I was nude.

- Interesting.
- And he was photographing me in every position.

I mean I thought it was him because it was
his voice. I just knew it had to be him.

Even though he was
different in every other way.

It's hard to explain.

Anyway, I'm going to tell you about it.

Bob wanted to photograph me while
I was making love to someone else.

Can you just imagine
Bob, jealous as he is?

He insisted, I kept saying no,
but he wouldn't listen to reason.

It was terrible. Such dreams,
they're impossibly crazy.

But what's strange is that
it all seemed so logical.

Dreams are never crazy.

Hegel said that dreams lack any
rational coherence and objectivity

On the other hand, Freud said that dreams
are the masked realisation of a hidden desire.

In other words your dream
does have a precise meaning.

A meaning that reveals something
which actually happened once.

It happens frequently. Only people don't
interprete dreams as having a real life meaning.

In fact, if my insticts are right, you are
not ready to give your dream a meaning yet.

Then why don't you
teach me the technique?

Listen, if you intend to steal my trade's secrets,
you're going to have to get your own patients.

In my case, what would
the real meaning be?

My dear it's not quite that simple. And
I only give consultations in my office.

But there's no need
to confide in me now.

You already told me everything.

You went to bed with the
photographer, didn't you?

It's very clear.

What are you looking at Janet?

Nothing. One of the dancers looks like
someone I thought I knew. But I was wrong.

Look how they're dancing.

- Is something wrong Janet?
- Amazing resemblance.

- Who?
- Rosie, the photographer's assistant.

But do you know what this reminds of?

The real Rosie. I want to go
ask her about the extortion.

Janet you don't know what you're saying. You
should stay out of the way during the investigation.

Please keep out of it.
You must listen to me.

Anyway, if she doesn't know
anything she won't answer...

... and if she does, she's surely
not going to tell you, you see?

It would only create a scandal
and that would make matters worse.

Okay, I agree with you.

We'd better go now. I don't want Bob to
get back from work and not find me there.

What are you going to do?

If you don't mind I'm gonna
stay a while. I want to dance.

Jung writes in one of his books
that therapy is different in every case.

And this is my personal therapy.

Don't worry about it. I don't
mind leaving the disco by myself.

I wish I could take care
of myself with a dance.

- I must get going. Bye Amy, see you tomorrow.
- Bye.

- Excuse me, would you like to dance?
- Sure.

And that's everything. I don't
have anything else to tell you.

Then tell me this. Who is this woman?

She was one of my former clients.
I only saw her once, when...

... when she came to
have herself photographed.

Well, with all those beautiful women, you
could really lose your head, don't you think?

Why won't you take a
look at the photographs?

There really is no need.
I know them very well.

I took them.

Well, my compliments.

You are a master in
the art of photography.

I never would have thought that I was so lucky
as to have married such a beautiful woman.

You may not believe
this. This is my wife!

Don't worry, there's no reason to be
surprised. I want to congratulate you.

What a coincidence!

And I had such faith! Whore! Whore!

When I saw those photographs, I
couldn't pretend I didn't know the model.

The truth would have
come out sooner or later.

The police certainly would have been able
to make out your identity from those photos.

How could I pretend I
didn't recognise you?

That's why you showed so much interest
when I told you about my client.

You knew perfectly well about the
investigation and all the trouble he was in.

When the police asked him who
that woman was in the photos...

... he said he didn't know.

While he knew it well. All
too well. Perfectly well.

The mistake the photographer made, was
to pick for a lawyer his lover's husband!

Whore! Shameless! How many times did you
see him? How many times did you screw?

- Go ahead! Tell
me! - No! - Whore!

You never considered, not even for a moment, how
much you could hurt me you bitch. You slept with him!

I want the truth. You fell
in love with him, didn't you?

Yes I love him. I love
him, can't you see?

I wonder why Laureen hasn't
received an extortion letter.

Why?

I can't understand either. Unless
Laureen just didn't feel like telling me.

No. I don't think it's possible
she could have hidden such a thing.

- But something is even more strange.
- Go ahead Janet, tell me.

Laureen had hidden her sexy album in a
drawer, in the bedroom, under the linens.

So?

She found it in a different position. It's
a sign that someone had looked through it.

Could she have been mistaken?

Well I don't know.

Somebody had moved it.
Her husband? And why?

- To see it.
- Then why not tell Laureen?

Maybe he just didn't want
to talk about it. Or maybe...

... he's waiting. So Laureen
can show him the pictures.

Like you did with me.

I beg you Amy please. If I call him
he'll recognise me. You call him, please.

All right.

- Do you understand everything?
- Sure. Now give me the number.

Sure. This is it: 59 23 77.

Be calm.

Hello. Excuse me, is this
mister Preston's office?

- Yes, who's calling?
- I'm a friend of Rosie's.

Could you please give me her phone number?
I have to talk to her, it's important.

- I'm sorry, but I'm not authorised to give that out.
- Ask him. - You'd have to get that from her yourself.

- Is she there with you by any chance?
- No.

- Do you know where she is?
- No, but you can leave a message.

- She doesn't work here at the moment. - Where
is she? - I think she's working on a film.

Oh, this is about a new production job, so
it's important that I speak to her immediately.

- Make him give you her phone.
- Please give me her phone number. I must reach her right away.

- The number!
- Believe me, it's very important.

- Yes but...
- It's in Rosie's best interest.

- It's CBT studios.
- Great. Thank you very much.

- You're welcome.
- Good bye.

Okay. You can try CBT studios.

Why don't you come along with me?

No Janet. I don't think that would
be the right thing for me to do.

- I don't want to get involved.
- I know.

You can do what you want. You are a big
girl and there's no way that I can stop you.

But if I could, I would. I
don't agree with your ideas.

But if you must go, don't
take unnecessary risks.

- Don't worry.
- Be careful. Okay?

Okay. I know what I'm
doing. Don't worry.

I wouldn't be so sure about that.

Move it left.

Excuse me. Are you working at the film?

No. I'm looking for Rosie, the
make up artist. Can I see her?

- She's doing make up right now.
- A light touch up Rosie, please.

I'm sorry but you can't remain here.

- Wait over there. She's almost finished.
- Okay, I will.

- Have a good day.
- Thank you.

So, you're the one who's looking for me.

- What do you want?
- To be honest, nothing special.

I was nearby doing some work, and I just wanted
to look around here. Movie sets are so fascinating.

- When I saw you, I wanted to say hello.
- That's very nice.

Is this the first time
you've visited a movie set?

Yes.

- Then come with me. I want to
show you how a movie is made. - Thank you.

Okay lieutenant, when you
get back I'll have it for you.

- Thanks. - Have a
good one. - See you.

Oh, I forgot to tell you. The district
attorney has started an investigation.

Concerning the missing 500,000 dollars. It was
reported by the administration of City Bank.

Among the suspects is
the bank's director...

... and he lives on your street.

- A certain Frank... Frank Dollman.
- I know him!

He's my next door neighbour.

I cannot believe Frank
would do a thing like that.

What is it that you're thinking about?

Are you keeping it a secret?

No, but if the album was out of place, it
means that Frank must have seen the pictures.

I wanna know why Laureen
hasn't been blackmailed.

That missing money in City
Bank. You shouldn't have done it...

- What? - You shouldn't have told
Laureen about your photo session with Willy.

She must have told her husband.

Concealing that she herself also did it.

This could be it. It
could be the blackmailer.

- Now remember what I said.
- Yes I will.

- Hello? - Is it you? - Who's
there? Who's talking?

- Is it you?
- Who's talking?

Did you get the money?

Yes. 50,000 dollars.
All in 100 dollar bills.

Good. Now change the
hundreds into small bills

and I'll meet you tomorrow at 10 o'clock.

No police or your photos will be
distributed free. You understand what I mean?

Who knows how many blackmailed women would
pay to keep their secret from getting out?

It only takes ten to cover up a
bank deficit of a half a million.

Now I'm convinced that the blackmailer's
Frank. Things were out of control at the bank.

- Did you bring the money?
- And you the photos?

First the money.

It's the police! Open up!

Or we'll break down the door!

Open up!

Fuck!

I know you're in there. Open up!

It's all over. It would be better
for you if you just opened the door.

Did you think you could
really get away with this?

I needed the money. I had to cover
the deficit I had at the bank.

It was more like a
robbery of 500,000 dollars.

What did you need the money for?

Frank did it for me. So
that I could buy this house.

She's your lover?

Great!

So did you two write the letters here?

Where have you put the typewriter? Come
on, tell me where you put it. Are you deaf?

Here it is.

That's it. You're both
under arrest for extortion.

- Good morning. The keys.
- Good morning ladies.

- How I hate to see you leave.
- I do too. I hate to leave you.

Promise me you'll come
back as soon as you can?

Perhaps. Goodbye Janet.

- Bye. - Janet, whatever happens remember:
if you need me, I'll be there for you.

Okay?

So let's have it.

We saw the photographer's ad in
the newspaper and I telephoned him.

I offered to work as a make up girl
and assistant to the photographer.

And he gave me the job.

We were sure that some women would
answer the ad in the newspaper.

After that there wasn't any problem.
Everything went on perfectly.

And you got the idea for the crime when
you were reading the photographer's ad?

Yes that's correct.

I suppose you thought it would be easy to extort
money from the women who hired Willy, didn't you?

Yes. I thought we could get the money that way.
To cover Frank's deficit problem at the bank.

So really it was a set up, under
the pretense of a photo session.

No. I knew the hours of the
appointments with Willy's clients...

... and then I would wait for them
before they came to the studio.

You mean the photographer never noticed?

No.

So you figured that your little enterprise was working.

Then my wife answered the
photographer's ad too and...

... when I came home one night I discovered
the rearrangement of Laureen's drawers.

I decided to poke around, and there
in one of the drawers were the photos.

And how did you determine the
identities of all the women?

Rosie took down the
licence numbers of the cars.

Of the clients coming
to the photographer.

By using the cars' registration number we
were able to obtain the name and address.

Fortunately, it was only a bluff.
There were no copies of the photographs.

Anyway, the case is closed.

I am glad that the
photographer wasn't implicated.

Even though, it did
involve the lawyer's wife.

Willy didn't seem very candid. I don't
think he was telling me the whole truth.

I think you're starting to like him.

Just because he did it initially to make
money, when you get right down to it...

... he did solve a lot
of couples' problems.

Including us my love?

Yes. Even I owe something to Willy.

I really owe him a lot.

The discovery, or better yet...

... the rediscovery of my wife.

- The rediscovery of our love Bob?
- Yes.

- Have a wonderful day sweetheart.
- You too honey.

- Thanks. Are you going to central?
- I'll be there later.

But first I'm going to stop at
Willy's to tell him the case is solved.

That will make him very happy.

Sure. It's always nice to come out
clean after certain situations...

... that could be considered
tricky. I'll see you love.

Bye now.

Subtitled by Bryan@Cinemageddon.