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(suspenseful music)

(police siren wailing)

- Don't!

(man screaming)

(gentle music)

It all began the last night of Carnival.

(ominous music)

(ominous music)

(upbeat music) (group laughing)

(group chattering)

(group laughing)

- [Driver] Take care of yourself gentlemen.

"Colette House Beauty Care Massages for Men"

- Oh, come in please.

I'm happy you've come tonight.

The girls are waiting.

You, go away!

The mistress doesn't want to see you here anymore.

- [Antoine] Tell her, I'm here as a client.

- [Florence] Excuse me, gentlemen, this way.

Go right in.

(Mr. Randall laughing)

- Well, what's in the cards tonight?

- It looks like you're going on a long journey.

- [Francine] That sounds nice, huh?

- Fascinating journey.

- Ah.

- What does that card mean?

[Florence] Come quick.

- We've got some customers, VIPs.

Francine, Alice, Kiki, come to the green room.

- Who is it?

- The big man.

- Uh-huh.

All right, then you three girls go up.

Florence, bring some champagne, please.

- All right.

- Wait for me.

(Alice and Kiki laughing)

- Antoine, what are you doing here, huh?

(Alice laughing)

- Shall we.

- Antoine, what are you doing in my house?

What do you want?

I've asked you not to come here again.

- I'll pay more.

Much more than the others.

- Very well.

- Come on, let's go. - Wait.

This will be the last time for you.

And Francine, hurry up.

They have asked for your special services.

(Francine giggles)

(Mr. Randall laughing)

(Francine giggling) (light suspenseful music)

You are so beautiful, Francine.

If you only knew how I love jewelry, I wish I had so many wonderful ones.

You are wonderful Francine.

They are for you. All for you.

They're all for you.

But you must only be mine.

Florence, why doesn't madame Colette want that man hanging

out at this house?

Who are you talking about?

About that guy who's up there with Francine.

Mr. Randall, have you been to Vietnam?

Yes.

And so you can understand how here, like in Vietnam, there is

no place for love.

That man is seriously in love with Francine.

[music]

Mine, mine, mine.

You will no longer go with the others.

Yes, yes.

- The research in my book

is going to give the reading public the real insight.

I'll have a shot of that.

Can't miss I tell ya.

In the states the women are really fascinated

on the subject of prostitution.

They'll sneak the book home,

and Madame Colette will become famous.

- [Colette] You're lucky I let you gather material here.

- Madame Colette, who are the clients

in the masked costumes?

- I can't tell you.

In this profession you don't tell those things.

- Oh, I see.

How about calling Francine?

I've got a couple of minutes to spare.

(door knocking)

- [Florence] Hurry up, Francine.

They're waiting for you.

- Okay, I'm coming.

- No, don't go, you promised.

- Next time we'll decide everything.

(Francine groans)

- I say no!

You filthy whore!

- Don't get excited.

Please don't.

- No!

No!

You are nothing but a broad!

A bloody whore!

- Get yourself the hell out of here.

I must be crazy to ever see you!

(fist thuds)

(Francine crying)

(fist thuds)

(Francine crying)

Whore!

(fist thudding) (Francine crying)

You bloody whore!

-Madame Colette. -Yes?

I would like to know more about that strange guy who is

upstairs with Francine.

(suspenseful music)

Where's Francine?

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

- [Officer] Hey!

Stop!

(whistle shrills)

(ominous music)

- [Mr. Randall] Madame Colette, come quickly.

- What's wrong?

- She's been murdered.

- [Colette] No!

- [Florence] Trouble, you must leave.

Hurry.

Please hurry.

- Inspector, that's exactly the way we found her.

- Mestril, get her off to the morgue.

- Yes, sir.

- The last person with her was Antoine Gottvalles.

You're sure Mr. Randall?

- I am.

- Seems cut and dry.

Mestril.

- Yes, sir.

- I want you to check this address.

- Right.

- [Fontaine] Gottvalles, he was the girl's last customer?

- Yes, he was the last.

- No one was here.

No one but us.

- Where were the others?

- Kiki and Alice, both were preparing the sauna room.

We have people that come at night,

and pay overtime for a sauna and a massage.

- Massage?

Of course, a massage, yeah.

Mr. Randall, where do you figure in this operation?

- What else do you have to know?

It was that maniac Antoine Gottvalles.

He threatened her life before.

That poor girl.

If only I kept him out.

- Mestril, Mestril.

- I got their information.

- Get out an all-points bulletin

to bring the suspected Antoine Gottvalles.

He could be dangerous.

- Right, Chief. - He's wanted

for suspicion of murder.

- Right away.

(vocalizing)

(heavy breathing)

(gentle music)

(vocalizing)

It is love.

True love finally.

Don't disappoint me Pepi, please.

(door knocking)

- Keep still.

(door knocking)

Stay here!

- Wait.

Who is it?

- Marianne, it's me Antoine.

Open the door.

(door knocking)

Open the door!

- [Pepi] Tell him to go to hell.

- Open this door!

- Go away, Antoine.

- [Antoine] Open it!

- I told you to go away.

- Open it up or I'll break the door down!

(gentle music)

Marianne, I'm in a horrible mess.

And I don't know where to go.

- I don't want you here anymore, Antoine.

You only come here when you're in trouble.

Go away please.

Please.

- She told you to go away compre?

So get the hell out of here!

Get out!

- I'll kill you!

(police siren wailing)

- Over here, Sergeant!

We've got him cornered.

Get the Inspector!

(tires screeching)

(tires screeching)

(foot thuds)

- How about a cigarette kid?

(handcuff clicks)

- You son of a bitch.

- In my opinion Gottvalles is paranoid.

Incapable of logical reasoning.

However, there are many people in such a condition.

- Hmm.

Have you read the autopsy report?

- Yes.

The brain was crushed by the force

from the blow of the lamp.

- This is not my favorite luncheon conversation.

Let's go into the living room for coffee.

- Yes.

- This trial should be a brief one

for you to judge this time.

Well, in confidence, I have never seen such obvious guilt

since the first investigations, but I can't discuss the case, Theodore.

Oh, sure, I understand you, sorry.

- Please sit down.

I imagine the press will have a field day with this case.

- Ah, newspapers, they have too much liberty.

- Now, George, that's not the way for a judge to talk.

- You always have my favorite kind.

- [Theodore] I have some Davidoffs coming.

I hear they're the very best Cubans ever made.

- [George] Expensive though.

- [Theodore] Oh, Rogee.

Judge, this is my new assistant.

- [Rogee] Good evening, Professor.

- Rogee Delluc.

- A pleasure. - How do you do, Doctor?

- Important man, Rogee.

This is Judge Teschi.

He will be center of attention for awhile.

He'll be presiding over the Gottvalles trial.

- I don't envy you.

Professor, I would like to take Eleonora

to the Olympia tonight.

- Sorry, but I need her to copy some notes for me tonight.

I'm quite a bit behind in my work.

- You know the saying, Father, all work and no play.

- The notes I need you to copy

happen to be important, Eleonora.

By the way Rogee,

tomorrow I want you to go to the Palais Justice,

the trial is starting

and I need the psychiatric reports on Gottvalles.

- Yes, sir.

- Want a coffee, Rogee?

- No, thank you.

- Nice meeting you Judge Teschi.

- [George] My pleasure also.

- [Eleonora] Oh, wait, Rogee.

I'll walk ya to the door.

- I'm sorry we can't go tonight.

Maybe we should of sneaked instead.

- I can't do that, Rogee.

I couldn't be dishonest with him, as I couldn't with you.

Are you mad?

If father saw us like this I could never see you again.

Anyway I liked it.

Don't please.

Goodbye, Rogee.

- Ciao.

"Witness Room"

- I'd like to see him dead.

Poor Francine.

- I don't know I still have my doubts.

After all he was my husband.

And he did have a terrible temper,

but a murderer, I don't believe it's possible.

- In my mind there's no doubt about it he did it.

Doctor Delluc, do you remember me?

- Why yes, you're Mr. Randall.

We met at the inquest last month.

- All right.

- You talked with the professor, Waldemar.

- Yes, certainly.

But he's time is too precious you see.

I would like to talk to you if you don't mind.

- Very well, but another time.

I have to get back to the lab.

- Let's meet later and have a drink.

- Fine, it's okay with me. - Okay.

- Come to my place.

I think we all need a drink after this ordeal.

And you can all hear Marianne's latest song there.

- You can come to my house later.

We'll have a party.

The police have closed it for awhile,

but Mr. Randall is always welcome there.

- Antoine Gottvalles, you've been tried and judged

by your peers for the murder of Francine Boulert.

The court has found you guilty.

- No.

No, I didn't kill her.

Are you mad?

- [George] Silence from the prisoner.

I repeat.

- I'm not guilty.

- For the charge of murder of Francine Boulert, guilty.

The court condemns you to death by the guillotine.

- You'll find out I'm not guilty!

- Silence! - No, I'm not the murderer!

You won't believe I didn't commit it.

My friends all watching happy to see my die

for something I didn't do.

(ominous music)

It was one of you out there,

one of you killed her.

You're happy to let me pay for your crime.

There's no justice in this world.

And if there's a second world I promise you all something,

from the grave I'll come back,

and I promise to repay all of you.

- Makes good reading.

Antoine Gottvalles promises to return from the grave.

This sells newspapers.

All who condemned him will die violently by his curse.

George, you're on the list, doesn't it worry you?

- If I paid attention to everyone's threats

why I'd be in the loony bin now.

(Reporter speaking in foreign language)

- Coffee?

(Reporter speaking in foreign language)

- None for me, thank you.

- Here buy yourself a dress.

- Oh, thank you.

(Reporter speaking in foreign language)

- When do I see you again?

- [Tina] Whenever you want.

(Reporter speaking in foreign language)

- Tina.

How about tonight?

- Just call me.

Bye, lover.

- Attention please, we have a flash bulletin.

The convicted killer Antoine Gottvalles

escaped this morning while being transferred to death row.

Everyone is asked to help the police capture this killer.

Familiarize yourself with this photograph.

He is tall, has brown hair, green eyes,

and a scar on his right hand.

Everyone seeing him is asked

to call the following numbers 346-2627.

- Madame Colette.

(suspenseful music)

(group chattering)

- Soon as we do we'll let you know.

Just keep in contact with us, yeah.

Call section two, that's right.

Bye.

(phone ringing)

- Give me radio control.

(suspenseful music)

- [Motorcycle Owner] Hey, hey, stop him!

Hey, he's stealing my bike!

Hey, stop him!

- Fontaine.

Yeah.

(group chattering)

I'll get to it right away.

Fine.

Our boy has changed his mode of transportation.

He's stolen a motorcycle.

- This gives him an edge in Paris traffic.

- Yeah. - I'll contact

central control, we'll get him.

(motorcycle engine roaring)

- [Officer] Identification please.

Wait, hold it!

Stop him!

- [Officer] Don't let him get away.

After him!

- [Officer] Hold it!

(police siren wailing)

- He's headed for the river.

(gun firing)

- [Detective] Just got a report, he's in the Parc De Bercy.

- Let's get out there.

- Right, Chief, let's go.

(tires screeching)

(motorcycle crashing)

(ominous music)

(dramatic music)

(light jazz music)

(singing in foreign language)

(singing in foreign language)

(singing in foreign language)

- Good evening, Rogee. - Hi, Pepi.

- Whiskey. - Right Chief.

(singing in foreign language)

(singing in foreign language)

- Randall should be here by now.

- It's late, and I have to be up early.

- Better make it another time.

- Stop it. - Goodbye.

- Sure, call me anytime you want.

- Okay, Pepi. - Bye, ciao.

(singing in foreign language)

- Stop, stop, leave me alone.

No.

Leave me alone.

Get away.

(singing in foreign language)

Stop, stop.

(singing in foreign language)

No.

(singing in foreign language)

Get away!

- Hey!

(fist thuds) (Thug grunts)

(fist thuds) (Thug grunts)

- [Pepi] You just need sobering up.

Harry, get him out of here.

But don't bruise him.

(upbeat music)

- How is it you show so much interest in Tina?

- Just a minute, Marianne.

I wanna speak with you.

You heard about Antoine?

You know I've always had this thought,

the evidence was too obviously against him.

- Are you trying to make amends?

- For me or for him?

- Only you know the answer, Inspector.

- Okay, okay, but in your statement

you said, "Antoine was violent

when you refused to help him last night."

- [Pepi] Hello, Inspector.

- [Fontaine] Hello, Pepi.

- Marianne, get changed for the next number.

- Sorry, I couldn't help you, Inspector.

- You run a tight ship, Pepi.

Better keep it on an even keel.

- This is Professor Waldemar.

May I speak to Judge Teschi, please.

Hello, George, how are you?

Yes, just fine.

George, I would like to ask a big favor of you.

Now don't think I've all of the sudden gone mad,

but after all you know my work.

- Of course, I'm always glad

to cooperate with you, Theodore.

- I would like to have the head of Gottvalles

for some research.

I know you're the only possibility for me to have it.

- Hmm, it might be difficult.

Of course, I'll do whatever I can.

But don't expect any miracles from me.

- He performed the miracle.

It must have been difficult

getting permission to have the head.

I want the right eye excised, see to it.

- Yes, sir.

(light suspenseful music)

Professor.

I saw the eyes move.

- Nonsense, no muscle can move 24 hours after death.

- It wasn't the muscle.

I saw the iris contract.

I swear it.

- Now look here, Rogee.

(phone ringing)

Yes.

Oh, all right, I'll come right away.

Judge Teschi is paying a visit to me.

So let's not talk about the eyes Rogee, huh.

- But.

- I doubt if he'd understand.

I invited you here to see the specimen

you were so kind as to obtain for me.

- The whole thing's gruesome.

- You must remember, George,

that you were the one that condemned him to death.

- But that was in the court of law,

and it was my duty as presiding judge.

I guess maybe that the accident was another form of justice.

- Could be George.

There are many facets of faith

that a scientist can't explain.

(cat meows)

Hello, Chan.

(funky dramatic music)

- We've got to tell your father.

Why is it can't have a romance,

a romance like any other normal couple?

No, doesn't make sense.

I don't believe it.

- Believe what?

- Look, don't be a baby.

Why is it so difficult to be alone with you?

- Are you mad?

Can't you be patient?

I really love you, Rogee.

- And in the full fury of Antoine's passion

he struck the lovely Francine with an alabaster lamp.

They say it was an accident when his head was severed,

but it was a higher court that judged him.

A mighty power that judges us all.

And the house of Madame Colette is shuttered by the police.

Is Madame Colette's house of love a thing of the past?

- [Colette] You write well, Randall.

But you've also reminded me I have to get back in business.

- [Randall] What are you going to do?

- [Colette] I'm going to speak to Inspector Fontaine.

(phone ringing)

- Fontaine.

I got the message from your man Serandrei.

I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about your situation.

Judge Teschi.

I wouldn't talk to him about this at all if I were you.

(dramatic music)

Okay, bye.

Madame Colette.

- What's her problem?

- She didn't like the idea

of having her massage parlor closed up.

(dog barking)

- Alice, you look worried.

What's the matter?

- Nothing.

- What's bothering you?

- Nothing.

(ominous music)

(dog barking)

(ominous music)

(insects chirping)

(dog barking)

(dog barking)

(dog barking)

(suspenseful music)

(dog barking)

(Colette groaning)

(Colette screaming)

(dramatic music)

- [Fontaine] Look Hassan, you've been a regular

at Madame Colette's for some time

where there's been two murders,

what do you gotta say for yourself?

- I go there for pleasure.

I wouldn't kill for it.

- Get this joker out of here before I lock him up.

- Let's go.

(phone ringing)

- Fontaine.

Yeah, yeah, I know, Chief.

It's pretty hectic.

As soon as I have something concrete I'll bring it in to ya.

Fine.

Okay.

Hello, Randall.

- [Randall] You wanted to see me.

- I've asked you here, Randall,

so that maybe you could shed

some light on the latest killing.

It appears that the conviction of Gottvalles

was a little premature.

Madame Colette's murder has proven that.

I want you to dig in that factual mind of yours,

recall every detail during the time

you spent in Madame Colette's house.

- I told you everything the last time.

I've checked all my notes.

In my opinion the motive was money.

- A rather brutal way of stealing.

What did you know about her money?

- Everyone in that house knew about her eccentricity.

She allegedly had large amounts of money.

She didn't trust banks.

- Beside your curiosity, anyone else interested enough

to remark about it?

- Come to think of it, yes, there was.

One of the girls Alice, seemed to have a special interest,

but she left the house,

and no one knows what happened to her.

Maybe she has financing for some traveling.

Could be as much as a million francs.

- Get on this, check with the Pigalle informers,

and bring Alice in.

- All right, Chief.

- Randall, I've never been completely convinced

that a writer must live among whores just for a story.

Weren't there other motives?

- I don't care what you think.

Do you wanna arrest me for that?

- Get out.

- [George] It doesn't pay to hide the king, old man.

- Don't make a hasty judgment, George.

You scoffed at Gottvalles's curse.

The murder of Madame Colette makes one think, George.

- Poppycock.

- I wouldn't take it so lightly if I were on his list.

Check.

- Darling, why can't we go somewhere?

I want to be alone with you,

so we can talk about our future.

- Just be patient.

It's going to take time.

You know how Father feels about us.

- [Rogee] Yes, yes, I do.

- How are those experiments going with Gottvalles's head?

- I've discovered something every interesting.

There were traces of abnormal tissues in his brain,

which would of contributed

to his abnormal emotional condition.

I'm sure that he was congenitally schizophrenic.

- Could be.

But with Madame Colette's murder

we definitely convicted the wrong man.

I'm reopening the case.

I have all the files and the transcripts at home.

I wanna erase any judicial mistake.

That's why I've asked Inspector Fontaine

to open up a full investigation.

- Checkmate.

- Professor, if you will excuse me.

Oh.

- Something wrong, Father?

- No, nothing just a little dizzy spell.

Here drink this.

There.

- I feel better.

I'm sorry.

- I think I better let Rogee take you home.

Get a good night's rest.

- Thank you, Rogee.

- [Rogee] Are you feeling better?

- [George] Yes.

- You have a lovely villa, Judge Teschi.

- Thank you, it's been my family's home now

for three generations.

- You're okay now?

- I'm feeling better.

- [Rogee] Need anything?

- No, I'm fine.

Thank you very much.

Goodnight. - Goodnight.

- Good evening. - Good evening, Doris.

(dog barking)

(ominous music)

- I wanted to say goodnight, Father.

- Goodnight, darling.

- Goodnight.

- [Theodore] Just a moment Eleonora.

- Yes.

- I want to tell you something.

- Okay, tell me.

- I noticed the way that Rogee looked at you

when you both went into the other room this afternoon.

I don't really want to see him bothering you.

- I know you feel, Father,

and I've respected your wishes, but.

- [Theodore] But what?

- Well, it isn't my fault

if he bothers me with his attention.

- I've told him to stay away from you.

I think I better talk to him again.

- [Eleonora] Father, please don't say anything,

it's too embarrassing.

And I promise you that I.

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

Oh, it's you George.

Are you all right?

- Yeah, I'm all right now.

- Ah, that's good.

A shot of cognac and a good night sleep

and you'll be a new man in the morning, you'll see.

- Yeah, sure, I'm going to bed.

- [Theodore] Well, if you need anything just call me.

- First I think I'll read up on the Gottvalles transcript.

- Goodnight.

All right, darling, I won't cause you any embarrassment.

- [Eleonora] Thanks, Father.

- And now young lady go to bed, and don't worry.

- [Eleonora] Goodnight, Daddy.

"Trial"

(upbeat music) (group chattering)

- Tina.

I want to talk to you.

- Talk then.

- I overheard Pepi talking to you.

Have you been seeing him?

- Marianne, Pepi is just a business acquaintance for me.

- Just what way, Tina?

- I'm going to change.

- I would like an answer from you.

- Really?

- Sometimes Pepi disappears for hours, like tonight.

I'm sure you know where he goes and with whom.

- [Alice] Are you sure no one knows about us?

- No one, Alice.

Just think of all that money.

- Yeah. - Pack and get ready to go.

- Okay.

And Marianne?

- I'll take care of her.

- [Alice] When will I see you?

- Very soon, darling.

Now I got something important to do.

Get packed.

- [Alice] All right, darling.

(suspenseful music)

(dog barking)

- [Doris] Over here.

- And the old man?

- He's a asleep.

- That's good.

(suspenseful music)

- [Doris] Oh, Mike, I love you.

Close the door.

(suspenseful music)

(dog barking)

(dog barking)

(something scratching)

- Doris?

Is that you, Doris?

(dog barking)

(shutter thuds)

(shutter thuds)

(dog barking)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(Eleonora gasps)

(suspenseful music)

(ominous music)

(dog barking)

- Eleonora.

Eleonora.

What's the matter?

- It was a nightmare, but I feel better now.

It was a confused terrible dream.

It seemed that someone dear to us was being hurt.

I couldn't understand who it was.

(phone ringing)

- Wait.

Hello.

Yes, it's me, Doris.

What's that?

It's impossible.

- What's the matter?

What's wrong, Father?

- It was Doris, George's maid.

He's been murdered.

- Murdered?

(birds chirping)

- You wonder why Teschi was murdered.

- To make Gottvalles's prediction come true.

- Then according to that, Professor,

there's still Pepi and Marianne on the list.

- And you Randall, you're on the list.

That is we're believe the curse of Antoine's,

and the possibility of taking revenge post-mortem.

- [Randall] I see your point.

- Inspector Fontaine, there must be a link

between these stranger murders.

They're beyond comprehension.

Yes, very difficult to explain it.

- It's a literary case without precedent,

that's why I'm fascinated by it.

And the story will make me very famous.

- It must be a coincidence.

The murderer is clever, but he won't escape justice.

- Well, if I read correctly I understand

that you have two suspects in custody.

Morning news said, "That you've arrested Doris,

Teschi's maid, and her lover.

- Well, she's only an accomplice.

She's not strong enough to have done it you see.

It took a man.

- Yes.

Mike, Mike, her lover, huh, that makes sense.

Coincidence, not a curse.

Well, gentlemen, I must be on my way.

Goodbye.

- Goodbye, Professor. - Bye.

- Well, if you don't need me anymore, Inspector,

I'll be going.

- No.

- Goodbye.

- Ah, just a moment.

I guess I made a mistake.

I thought I saw some scratches.

- Yeah. - Sorry.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

Oh, by the way Randall,

I'd like you to come down headquarters this afternoon.

There's a couple of things I'd like to clear up with you.

Let's say around four.

Might think you'll find it very interesting for your book.

- Okay.

- You were the last one seen leaving Teschi's villa.

The morning after he was murdered.

Oh, Doris confirms your alibi.

I find it a little weak.

- Well, what reason would I have to kill him?

- Cigarette?

Okay, give it to me.

All right, Martin sign.

Release him.

- Come on.

- Just a minute.

Martin, don't leave Paris.

We might wanna question you further.

He's clean.

- Are you sure?

- Well, Martin with a cigarette

and signed his statement, left-handed.

The killer is right-handed.

Club Tresantene.

I wanna speak to Mademoiselle Marianne.

She's not there.

I see, thanks.

(phone ringing)

(dog barking)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(insects chirping)

(dog barking)

(Eleonora screams)

- Rogee.

You frightened me.

Don't.

I promised to meet you to talk, Rogee.

No more than that.

- What's happened to us?

You've changed so much.

- You know how Father feels about anything between us.

- I don't understand.

Doesn't he want you to have a boyfriend?

- I told you before it'll take time with Father.

He's a bit old-fashioned.

Rogee, I do care for you.

So for my sake please be patient a little longer.

(Eleonora gasps)

- I thought I heard you.

Get out, Rogee.

You hear?

You understand?

Get out of my house!

Get out and don't ever come back!

You're finished here!

- Did you go through that?

- Yes, quite interesting.

How many girls worked at Madame Colette's?

- There were five, Kiki, Rosie, Marlene,

Francine, the dead girl Alice,

who we found in Pepi's house.

Only five.

Why, Inspector?

- I count six.

Randall has written about another on page 137.

He writes about Eleonora.

I think we better have another talk with Randall.

(upbeat music) (group chattering)

- No, Randall was here earlier, but he didn't stay.

Picked up Tina and left.

- It seems the death of Pepi hasn't hurt the business.

That's life.

Marianne, is she here?

- Uh-uh, haven't seen her tonight.

- Hey, Bartender, whiskey.

- Gotta go to work.

- Doctor, I'd like to have a word with you.

- Don't wanna talk about anything with you.

- Well, you can decided to talk here or in my office.

Take your choice.

- Well, Inspector, I propose it here.

- Were you ever a client of Madame Colette?

- Huh, me?

You're kidding.

- You happen to be the only one I know

who's been in love with Eleonora.

- What are you talking about?

- I came here looking for Randall

to find out why he mentions her name in his manuscript.

- I think that there are other Eleonoras' in the world.

- I agree.

But I'm sure when I talk to Randall

we'll find out that there aren't too many Eleonoras'.

(insects chirping)

(upbeat music)

(glass screeching)

- Would you like to dance?

- I prefer to watch.

(doorbell buzzing)

Dammit.

Marianne. - Hello, Rowland.

- What do you want?

- I'm sorry to bother you, but I knew Tina was here

and I wanted to talk to her.

Hello, Tina.

- Hello, Marianne.

- You look like you need a drink.

- I know you're a bit angry because I accused you and Pepi,

but now I know it was Alice he was seeing.

I've been out of my mind

with Pepi being murdered and the police questioning me.

- Here's a whiskey, Marianne.

- Thanks.

I know Tina, you made an appointment with Pepi.

He told me, "That he was going to see you

after the club was closed," the night he was killed.

- We met that night, it was for business only,

but nothing else.

- It doesn't matter now.

But you were the last to see him, Tina.

- I suppose.

- Alone?

- He was with Alice.

I told you it was business,

and he had to give me some money

for an arrangement he made for me.

(sighs) I don't wanna discuss it anymore.

- I'll be right with you, Tina.

I don't understand the purpose of your questions, Marianne.

- The truth is I'm frightened.

I was close to Pepi and I don't know why he was killed.

- What about Antoine's curse?

- I don't believe in that, and I know you don't.

It is strange, everyone that's been involved

with him has been killed.

- I have to go now, Marianne.

I have something to do.

I'll call you tomorrow.

(suspenseful music)

(sword thudding) (dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music) (Randall screams)

(Randall groaning)

(Tina screaming)

(Tina screaming)

(Tina groaning)

- Cover the back way.

(door knocking)

Get the lights on. (suspenseful music)

Martin.

- Mike, Mike, her lover, that make sense.

(doorbell rings)

(doorbell ringing)

- Doris, I'm sorry to disturb you but it's very important,

it's about your boyfriend.

I must have some information.

- I'll get Martin for you.

- No, it's you I wanna talk to.

It's a rather personal question,

but do you have a boyfriend other than Martin?

- No, of course not.

Martin and I are engaged to be married.

- Then who is Mike?

- Martin is his real name.

- What do you mean his real name?

Come on Doris, out with it.

- When Martin and I make love I, I call him Mike.

You see.

(suspenseful music)

- Thanks Doris.

- It's late.

You promised you wouldn't work anymore

as late as this, Daddy.

Daddy.

(suspenseful music)

Are you all right?

- [Theodore] Eleonora.

Eleonora, I love you.

- Daddy, Daddy!

- Eleonora. - Are you crazy?

(suspenseful music)

(Eleonora screams)

- [Eleonora] No, no, no.

- [Rogee] What the hell?

- [Eleonora] Oh, Rogee.

- So that's why you didn't want me to see your daughter.

A case like you should be considered psychopathological.

How would you classify yourself?

You depraved, filthy pig.

You were jealous of anyone who got near your daughter.

And every time you visited Madame Colette's for girls

in reality they all were Eleonora to you.

- Rogee!

Don't.

(Theodore groaning)

- Hold it!

I said hold it.

A miscalculation or I had been here sooner.

This is the end of the line for you, Waldemar.

Before dying Randall managed

to write in his own blood the letter M.

But it was a W that he wrote to identify you, Waldemar.

You and Teschi were Madame Colette's VIP clients.

You know where we found this mask?

In Judge Teschi's house.

I'm sure we'll find the other one somewhere in your house.

Francine was your first victim.

(suspenseful music)

(Francine crying)

- What's wrong?

- Go away.

- Eleonora, my little darling.

My little one.

Eleonora, what's the matter?

Tell me. - Go away, you disgust me!

- Don't talk like that, Eleonora.

- Go away you demented silly fool!

Get out of here!

Do you hear me?

- Shut up.

- [Francine] Get out.

- Will you shut up?

- I'm a filthy whore yet you, you can't have me!

- I told you to shut up!

- [Francine] And I'm not Eleonora!

- Shut up!

Are you ever going to shut up?

- [Francine] I don't want you or your money!

(Francine screams) (dramatic music)

- After the first killing you had to cover it with another.

This started a chain reaction.

And you became your own victim.

Perhaps it was blackmail that caused you to do it.

Perhaps you were plain stupid.

I made the mistake of not following through

on the investigation of Francine's murder.

If I had I would of linked you and the Judge

at her place the same time as Gottvalles.

This of course led to the Judge's demise.

And then came the others,

Pepi, Alice, Marianne, Randall, and Tina.

It's been a very bloody trail.

- It was, it was Gottvalles!

Gottvalles and his bloody eyes!

He drove me to it.

- If you're lucky maybe the jury

will take it in consideration

the influence of those eyes on your sick mind.

The same influence that tried to shift the guilt to Rogee.

(Eleonora screams)

Get after him!

(suspenseful music)

Stop him!

He's getting out the back way!

(police siren wailing)

Don't! (Theodore screaming)

(gentle music)

(singing in foreign language)