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Mammal...

Cetacean from the Arctic seas.

The Detective Lavardin Files

Try to focus, Mrs. Roussel.

Your decision will lead you to victory...

or you will lose to Mr. Lemarchand.

DANGER LIES IN THE WORDS

Mammal...

Cetacean from the Arctic seas.

a Claude Chabrol film

Mrs. Roussel?

I have a six-letter word: stingy.

Stingy?

Is that a fish?

Narwhale.

Narwhale! Congratulations!

Evelyne?

A cetacean mammal living in the Arctic seas,

the narwhale can reach 12 feet.

It is also called "sea unicorn" because of the male's large tusk.

Absolutely right!

You just won...

You just won a trip to Monte Cattini,

the most beautiful hot springs resort in Italy...

Move over a little bit.

...where the finals of "Hieroglyphics" will take place.

You're so sensitive!

There...

There.

Now put me in the oven for 20 minutes,

and put the thermostat on eight.

Have you ever had a Lavardin in its crust?

Paired with a 1978 Pommard, it is divine.

When did you get here?

Yesterday.

When will the "Hieroglyphics" team arrive?

Oh, you scared me.

I think they will be here today.

You want to sign up?

Why not?

Will the novelist be here, too?

Claire Anello? I think so.

I am the one who treats her.

Do you like her books?

I haven't read them yet.

So, I am here because of her husband.

His name is Ruggero, right?

He's a billionaire.

- Are you in the shoe business? - Indeed.

It's Caroline.

I can't take it anymore!

Stop it.

Take that!

I don't care!

Hello, Miss.

Is Mrs. Anello ready?

Come with me, dear. I can't stand this house anymore.

Ruggero and I had a rough argument.

Don't worry.

I'm not worried.

You don't want to drink a little, to celebrate our thermal bath cure?

No, thanks. It's too early for me.

It's never too early to damage your insides, my little Caro.

Watch the road, Gino.

You're not driving straight.

I will never wear another pair of shoes made by Ruggero.

Why do you say that?

I think "The Red Lake" will be my last book.

This is the most famous building in Monte Cattini.

The archduke of Tuscany

commissioned the architect Gaspare Paoletti

to build it at the end of the 18th century.

It's wonderful!

All this for water. What a waste.

Are you Mr. Lemarchand? The Hieroglyphics winner?

Yes, indeed.

This is my wife, Louise.

And this is Mr. Orzyck, my future competitor.

I followed your game on TV.

"Narwhale"... Congratulations!

And you are...

Mr. Lavardin, thermal cure aficionado.

Arthritis, insomnia, and all kinds of infections.

Here we are.

These are the ceramic panels of the galleria.

Adolescence, beauty, rebellion.

They are remarkably delicate.

Don't we know each other?

You're French, right?

Morrasson... The Postman...

The beautiful Anna having breakfast in bed...

Lavardin!

Andre! What are you doing here in this bathroom, old rascal?

I am serving water.

How could you give up Vermouth for mineral water?

Oh, I don't know...

Traveling abroad... a new opportunity.

I came here with an aunt, so I stayed.

An aunt?

My dad's sister.

Yeah, right. I know you.

Say, would you have a little spring of Sauternes somewhere

to celebrate our reunion?

Wait a minute.

Ah, good old Dédé.

A bartender will always be a bartender.

Even behind a sink.

That's really good for my liver.

By the way, what brings you here? Are you ill?

Do you think I only work on domestic cases?

I'm here on behalf of Interpol, pal.

Do you know who Claire Anello is?

Her books sell better than Virgin Mary medallions over here.

She is the princess of noir novels.

Are you investigating her?

Not her, but her husband.

Apparently, he is involved

in some really unreasonable export business, on the sly.

Who's Sly?

Right.

But you have to keep your mouth shut.

I am here incognito.

If you tell on me, I will have you deported.

See you later, Dédé.

Exocet...

Exogamous...

Exogenous...

Exogamous, exogenous...

Hello?

Sure, I'll hold.

Hello, sir!

Yes, I have arrived.

Well, I am training to compete with Mr. Lemarchand.

And I can tell you that it's easier said than done.

I am tired of reading the dictionary.

No, they are not here yet.

I asked around the hotel,

they are awaiting them any minute now.

If you could see how many people are waiting for her.

Mrs. Anello is a star.

Speaking of, we should really discuss payment.

Wait a minute, I am going to turn up the music

because Mr. Lemarchand's room is right next to mine.

Is he deaf or what?

Leave it.

He's probably trying to disrupt our concentration.

O...O...O...

Three Os...

S...T...U...

H...S...T...3 Os.

It would be terrible!

Five-letter words. Shoot.

S, T, U, H, S, T...

He's on the phone.

He doesn't sound like he is practicing at all.

Did you hear him laugh?

So what was it?

Shootout.

You need to focus. Think about the cruise.

Mrs. Anello, when are you going to publish a new novel?

I don't know.

I am coming here on a retreat to think about it.

With my dear secretary, who always has great advice.

Is the character in "The Red Lake" autobiographical,

or at least partly autobiographical?

No, sir.

I like men.

Excuse me.

Verdi's Troubadour.

What are you doing? Get out of here, quick!

What are you doing?

Drive home.

But who are you?

Al Capone Junior.

So, no more arguing.

Drive, quick.

Welcome, ladies.

May I offer you something to drink?

Oh, you're French?

From Forges-les-Eaux in the Seine-Maritime.

We have a casino, great mineral water.

I can't resist underground water.

Mineral water is a family tradition, passed down from father to son.

What is this vintage good for?

Everything! Liver, kidney, intestine, stomach, bile, pancreas...

I can't guarantee it will cure heartbreaks, however.

Do you want some?

You've never been to Forges-les-Eaux?

Dear God, what for?

If you can put in a good word for me...

My name is Andre. You can call me Dédé.

Are you sure that you've never been to Forges-les-Eaux?

You remind me of a friend.

Well, you really liked my cocktail...

It's brilliant.

If you get a tattoo on your ear, I will adopt you.

What did you write in the book?

I suggested he comes to my hotel room after midnight.

Do you like this bartender that much?

People who buy my books always move me.

And I want nothing more than to cheat on Ruggero...

Mr. Anello, I presume?

Who are you?

Allow me to introduce myself --

Felix Cramps. Boot and shoemaker.

I don't think we had an appointment.

Alas... I have been trying to reach you for three months,

and I have had to face tremendous obstacles.

Gee, your house is real nice.

I sold 200 pairs of shoes coming from your factory,

and after two months, the sole was ruined.

Most inconvenient.

Do you know how much it cost me?

Where is your store?

In Paris, on Pump Street.

I didn't receive any letter to that effect.

It doesn't surprise me.

We had this model.

And this one, too.

This model is a week old.

Are you sure you are a shoemaker?

Well, now that you mention it,

if you have other things that I could sell...

I don't know, flour or things like this...

Or even bigger.

Think about it, I am sure we can find an agreement.

In any case, we will see each other soon.

Where are you going, sir?

I have an appointment with Mrs. Anello.

At this hour?

Did she give you her room number?

348.

Third floor.

Thank you, good night.

Claire?

Claire?

I am here.

No! I'm not here!

Thank you.

I am sure my husband will win.

Let us hope!

Here is the novelist's secretary.

Say, will Mrs. Anello come down?

I am waiting for her, yes.

Good, good. I am one of her fans.

I am very happy to see her in person.

Cordelet -- type of velvet.

This Mr. Orzyck is mighty good.

Mr. Lemarchand...

Deleatur.

Deleatur!

A word that is well-known in the printing industry.

Excuse me...

I would like to see Mrs. Anello.

I am sorry, she asked not to be disturbed.

But she is not out, is she?

No. What is your name?

Cramps. Felix Cramps.

She knows I am coming.

I am sorry. I have orders.

I see. You're right. You have orders.

Would you have a piece of paper? I will leave a note for her.

Thank you.

Here are your 100 pennies, Marie!

Good-bye, Miss.

- Stop! - What is it?

I am here for an inspection.

The keys. I forgot the keys.

I forgot the keys inside.

The wind shut the door.

Pardon me?

I need your pass.

It says, "Do not disturb".

Yes, I can disturb.

French police. Top Secret.

Beautiful.

Go on your way, don't stay here.

There is nothing to see.

Mrs. Anello?

What are you doing here?

Is the lady resting?

I need to talk to her.

Let me go in.

Madam is resting in peace. She won't be talking to you anymore.

Let me go in or I will call the police.

Save your breath for your future job search.

Is she dead?

Yes.

These gentlemen have arrived.

Carmine Angelo.

Room 348.

I don't think she will be waking up any time soon.

She is out of breath.

I said nobody should touch anything.

Are you Detective Lavardin?

Himself.

See how unnerving life is.

I came to investigate her husband, and it's the lady who passed away.

I know.

Did you go see Mr. Anello yesterday afternoon?

Yes.

I will be honest, sir. It's a disaster.

Particularly for her.

It is quite possible that Mrs. Anello had a fainting spell.

Sure, and while she was at it, she strangled herself.

Go away, vultures!

Go away, vultures!

But it's Mrs. Anello...

No, it's the Virgin Mary.

Out! Go!

Where are you going?

Back to my room.

Sure, that's a good idea.

But please don't leave the hotel. It would make me very upset.

What does that mean?

It means that Detective Angelo and I

don't have time to take care of the living.

Go take a bath, you'll feel better.

Sir, could you please...?

Angelo, could you ask the director to leave us alone?

Please. We'll see you later.

There we go.

It's time to have a little drink.

It's not very fresh, but it goes down nicely.

How did you know I went to see Anello?

It's my job.

Sure.

I haven't been very aggressive with him yet.

Come on. Let's search the place.

After you.

Mrs. Anello didn't sleep in her covers.

Unless the maid made the bed after she slept.

No, I saw her earlier. She didn't come in the room.

Do you know the billionaire?

Like everybody else... through the papers.

Are you married, Angelo?

Yes. You?

Heads, you're searching her bag. Tails, I do it.

Tails.

That's life.

All right.

Tell me, isn't Anello suspected to make a few extra dollars

in a different kind of business around here?

Sure, we are keeping an eye on him.

We tried everything.

We listened to his phone calls, we followed him in Italy and abroad...

Nothing illegal.

Gambling is his only vice.

Don't worry, my man.

We're going to make the shoe pimp spill his beans.

- Pardon? - That's French patois.

Come on.

All right.

What do you think of a crime novelist...

...who ends up being murdered?

I think that's called doing her job right.

Phew!

These things are real heavy.

They don't look it, but they're heavy.

Ah, that's a smart suitcase.

She wasn't very cautious, our little Mrs. Anello.

Let's see...

Lovers, journalists, clues,

gigolos, love affairs...

There are at least 20 reasons for her to get zapped in this suitcase.

Zapped?

You know, zapped...

Didn't you find our Queen of Thrills' secretary a bit dazed?

Maybe.

You're going to walk around with this?

Hey, I got this completely legally.

All right, I'm off to get juiced at the watering hole.

Juiced?

Yes, nothing like a good, old corkscrew.

It's like flies with their antennal ears

and their compound eyes.

Are you coming?

No, I am going to visit the husband and get the body autopsied.

Very good idea.

We'll meet up at the baths,

and we'll drink a nice glass of warm water.

Hello, Dédé!

Good morning.

Well, you don't look so good.

You look like you slept under a gutter.

Hey, can you pass the holy water to cleanse my arteries?

Did you see what I got?

What?

It's real nice.

Lizard skin with satin lining. It's very rare.

You know, it's unbelievable.

Do you know how many lizards you need to kill to make this?

No.

348.

Come on, tell me everything.

The receptionist was not very talkative.

- What? - Come on Andre, quick.

Or I will shove a gallon of miraculous water down your throat.

I brought a bottle champagne to her room, that's all.

Did she open the door herself?

Uh, yes.

"Uh, yes?"

Yes.

What was she wearing?

I don't remember.

She was wearing a black dress.

What else?

That's it.

I put the bottle in the bucket, and I left.

What about tip?

Yes.

How much?

1,000 lire.

No, 5,000 lire.

Well, your sparkling jacket sure made an impression on the lady.

Was it provided by the hotel or is it yours?

It's mine.

I was planning to go out afterwards.

After what?

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

How did you learn that she was out cold?

I have a friend in the hotel. He called me.

Here. That's a good cure for lies.

Don't get too homesick until I give you the green light.

You see, Dédé, life is stupid.

You see a friend you haven't seen for ages, that makes you happy,

but all it takes is a corpse and then you start arguing.

Is it true that she was murdered?

A rumor says that Mr. Anello was a victim of blackmail.

Police! Let me through.

Mamma mia! Get back!

Hello, I am Angelo, the Police Marshall.

I am truly sorry.

Before I go back there, I need to ask you a couple questions.

I imagine you didn't have any warning...

Do you realize that the media is going to take advantage of her death

to sell books?

When are you going to get her?

After this.

If the vultures don't eat you alive.

Oh, don't fret. It is Claire they are waiting for.

They only like dead meat.

Did Mrs. Anello receive letters from her readers?

Truck loads.

Can I see those letters?

If you have the energy to read an entire trunk of letters,

come to my office.

Hi.

What do you want?

To see the other half of your face.

Come in, Detective Lavardin.

Neat mansion.

Neat thermal baths, neat hotel.

Are you feeling sad?

Oh, you know, those big mansions...

They're more common than silent, alas.

Can you guess why I came to see you?

You want to play wolf in sheep's clothing.

Did Angelo ask you questions?

I don't know who that is.

Do you want anything to drink?

No...

Thanks, I already had a drink.

I am listening.

One of your eyes is more grey than the other.

It is to see you better, my child.

What do you want to know?

What you were doing with Claire Anello

and where you were last night.

I was her secretary, her trusted friend,

sometimes her stylist.

Did you give her ideas?

It happened.

Why did she always include cooking recipes in her books?

Because she wanted her money to have character.

It's like an obsession, it always comes back.

And the reader becomes an accomplice.

Don't you have any obsessions?

Sure. Many.

I'll tell you that I tried the recipe from "The Hosts' Blood"

and frankly, it isn't even edible.

The day before her death,

she told me that she had had enough of her character.

She said, "That bastard is doing me in."

We had dinner in the restaurant, her and I, during the TV game.

And then?

Then we went to her bedroom, and we talked.

Did she unpack her suitcase?

No. She looked tired.

When I left, she said, "Don't worry about anything.

We're here on vacation."

After that, I never saw her again.

What time was it? Midnight?

Almost.

So you went back to your room, and you went to bed, like me?

Like you.

But I sleep on the side.

You don't carry a weapon?

Oh, no. They scare me.

Is there a Mrs. Lavardin?

Not in the phonebook.

But if you help me find your boss' murderer,

I will tell you whether there is one who isn't listed.

Shall we have dinner tonight?

I would love to.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

Good evening, and thank you for being with us again this evening.

I'd like to thank our faithful French and Italian audience

and also our candidates.

- Mr. Orz... - "Orzyck."

Mr. Orzyck and Mr. Lemarchand.

Thank you for entertaining us with such brilliant minds.

Who will win this fabulous cruise on the Leonardo da Vinci?

You will spend 35 days at sea,

you will visit five countries and a few islands.

We won't know the winner yet tonight,

but tonight's semi-final game is very important,

as the winner of tonight's game

will have the privilege to choose a musician of his choice,

which will be the theme of the finals questions.

Mr. Lemarchand,

if you win these semi-finals,

can you already tell us who will be your musician of choice?

Mozart!

I think I will choose Mozart.

Mozart, great choice. What a musician!

Phenomenal.

What about you, Mr. Orz...

- Orzyck. - Orzyck.

Verdi.

Verdi!

Of these two geniuses, who will win tonight?

You're on, gentlemen.

What do you think of Angelo?

Not bad. And you?

Watch out for him, he likes to poke around.

Lima.

Mandil.

Mandil.

Mandil, Evelyne?

Mandil:

A loose outer garment worn in the old days by servants, bailiffs,

and lower-class people.

Bravo!

Is it a good vintage?

Oh, yes. It's going to be a great year.

Chianti de Gaiole. Are you familiar with it?

And now, a little commercial break.

Did you know Ruggero Anello well?

Very little.

Do you think they had a solid relationship?

I think so.

Faithful?

I think so.

You think or you know?

I think so. I wasn't in their bed.

Hey, little man.

Can you leave me alone with my witness for five minutes?

Will you join me for a drink after dinner?

Why not?

Unless I arrest her before then.

For what motive?

Murder, for instance.

I am not your little man.

Excuse me.

Drive, fast!

I'll only be a few minutes.

"La Traviata."

"Come to Room 348 after midnight tonight.

Claire Anello."

That little rascal.

To the hotel! Quick!

Are you all right?

Yes, I am fine.

I had a phone call to make.

Where are we?

We didn't know where you went, so we ordered dessert.

Ah, and what is that thing?

A raspberry diplomat.

Very well, old pal, I will have one as well.

Luciano?

I am not your old pal.

Were you able to make your phone call?

Yes, child.

The one who catches the murderer buys the other dinner.

Evelyne?

I will give you a clue.

Monocotyledon.

Monocotyledon.

Gentlemen, 30 seconds.

Time is up, Mr. Orz...yck.

Chards. Plural.

Chards.

Mr. Lemarchand?

I am going to try the wild card.

The wild card!

Let me remind you that you have two vowels left

and three consonants left.

If you paid attention to the previous game,

you might have a chance to win.

Do you have a nine-letter word in mind, Mr. Lemarchand?

I just might.

Vowel or consonant?

Vowel.

You have a 50% chance.

Either you win a 10-point bonus, or you give it away to your opponent.

Evelyne?

E.

I have it!

Iridaceae.

It's a family of plants.

For instance, the gladiolus, the crocus...

Correct!

10 extra points!

Mr. Orzyck, I am sorry,

but I am afraid this last game won't be enough for you to come back.

We'll give you some time to absorb your disappointment,

and we'll take a commercial break.

Did you know that word?

No.

What word did you have?

None. I wasn't searching.

Well, I am not searching for a word...

What I am searching for is a sword...

Confidential?

And here we go!

No.

Well, we will be back with our candidates for the finals.

For this game, we will ask questions about...

Mozart!

Mozart.

The divine Mozart.

The Vienna genius, I mean the Austrian genius.

You can expect to spend a nice evening with us

for the next installment of Hieroglyphics!

Can I walk you there?

No. Give me a few minutes. I will meet you at the bar.

Excuse me, the hotel needs me.

- I will see you later. - Thank you.

Too bad about Verdi.

I assume you don't want me to sing "Rigoletto"?

Come in.

Monocotyledon: plant that is often used for decoration.

Come on. It's over.

Iridaceae.

The message.

We'll see.

The Italian detective is waiting for me.

The detective?

To have a drink.

I got played like a child.

You all play like children.

I don't like it at all.

It looks more like a credit card than a police card.

Don't you think?

It's more modern.

- It's all digital. - Ah...

- Yours is not like that? - Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Those are old methods. Old like France.

What about the widower, how is he doing?

He's all right.

Don't you think he has a playful house?

He is still young at heart.

We all try to delay maturity as much as possible.

Don't you think?

Darn, you Italian cops are philosophers.

Did you find anything interesting at this handsome billionaire's house?

I did.

Really? What?

If I tell you, I lose the dinner bid.

I will put in a good word for you with the Pope.

Come on.

I stole it.

That's not very nice.

Not nice at all.

This was lost among the fan mail.

It's recent.

Two weeks ago.

And yet, it was at the bottom of the pile.

Must be top secret.

"I have found the evidence you had asked me.

Come meet me in Florence and I will explain the rest.

G.R."

You read it?

10 times.

And?

Nothing.

It's page 100 of one of her books.

Oh, you're cautious.

I think the key to the crime is in this envelope.

We must find GR.

There must be thousands of guys in Florence bearing these initials.

Here's our friend.

Are you all right?

Not too troubled by the loser?

Which loser?

All right, be a gentleman.

I am going to bed.

It's owl time.

Bye.

A cocktail?

Champagne.

Who are you?

Detective Lavardin.

I have been following your game on TV for several weeks

and I just wanted to tell you that I was sorry about tonight.

Sorry?

Falstaff?

I read and re-read at least 30 pages in the dictionary every night, sir.

Alas, iridaceae...

Do you know what I was practicing last night?

The letters H and I, from Hypnoid up to International.

Hypogeous, hymeniums, imputable, ineptness...

I learned all the nine-letter words because of the wild card.

Did you know Claire Anello?

I know her books.

To be frank, they had poor vocabulary.

They were completely unrealistic...

Can you believe one minute

that the murderer in "The Sparrow" is guilty?

I haven't read "The Sparrow".

You didn't miss much.

The cooking recipe is the only interesting part.

Godefroy duck aiguillettes.

I am going to bed. Would you like some lime tea?

No, thanks. I had another quick question for you.

- The novelist's secretary. - Well?

What can you tell me about her?

Nothing. I don't know her.

You really don't want a cup of tea?

Hiding one's feelings or intentions. 11 letters.

Dissimulate.

Good night, Orzyck.

You're already done with our handsome Angelo?

We had a drink, that's all.

- Did you get a room here? - Yes.

What about you? You're not staying in your boss' hotel anymore?

No.

I moved, after what happened.

- Are you going to read all this? - Maybe.

A friend of mine borrowed them from that Anello kid.

He had forgotten to tell me about it.

Good night.

Good night.

By the way...

Before she died, she didn't tell you that she was in the mood for love?

I don't understand.

Me neither, and it is infuriating.

Okay...

"The invitation to next Wednesday's cocktail is non-transferable.

Antoinette's name is written by hand.

There's a meeting on Gambetta Square

to celebrate the grand opening of the conservatory theater.

Antoinette picks up the phone and dials Giuseppe's number.

She knows that she only has three days

to get to the meeting point."

How much of this are you going to eat?

About three feet.

I had good ideas in my sleep.

Did you have a good time reading?

A very good time.

Your boss had talent.

What is my husband doing?

Which book is her latest?

"The Finger of Venus."

And what does this finger do, exactly?

Well, read the book.

You can find it in any good bookstore.

Will you write down the title for me?

Write down the author's name as well.

Why?

I don't know. I have trouble remembering things lately.

Must be that spring water. Surely.

Do you like my handwriting?

All right, I am going to get Albert. Otherwise, we will miss the tour.

I went through Mrs. Anello's things,

and I set aside a few handwritten pages.

It's not her handwriting, it's yours.

She would dictate her novels to me.

There are sentences crossed out. The text had been worked on.

I'll tell you what.

I am going to go on a limb

and guess that you were writing her novels.

What do they call it? A ghostwriter?

That's it.

He is not picking up.

Ah, Albert. What is he doing?

Albert?

Yes, sir. I have arrived in Florence.

Understood, sir.

Taxi!

Vigo!

You don't have any suspicions?

That is not my job.

Did your wife know Lemarchand?

Absolutely not.

Who is taking his place?

The last candidate.

L...A...O...E...

30 seconds.

Did you find anything interesting?

I have several of these.

They are a kind of effigy

that you can steal at every street corner.

Please give this message to Mr. Orzyck.

I find him brilliant.

Everyone deals with the situation as best they can.

Gino will walk you back to the gate.

Do you know this Mr. Orzyck?

No, Marshall.

I don't know anyone anymore besides my driver and my dogs.

- Foul! - No!

Foul!

Let's go check the mark, if you want.

Didn't you look for your books last night?

Well, Andre? Is it good or not?

Foul.

Elliott Ness...

The lady is flighty Like a feather in the wind...

Well, comrade?

What's new in the hinterland?

Nothing special.

Who's taking Lemarchand's place?

I offered to do it.

But they chose to call back the candidate who lost in Paris,

Mrs. Roussel.

It's too bad. That cruise would have been nice.

You don't think so, pal?

What about you, big chief? You seem very busy.

Did you find anything?

Nothing hair-raising, no.

Anello was happy with your visit?

He gave me a message of support to pass on to the candidates.

I found him rather... erratic.

Can you show me?

Those are not good manners.

Most of all, you must not repeat it.

Let's see.

"Congratulations.

Everybody will be in front of their TV set for the finals.

Your faithful devotee, R.A."

Our widower doesn't seem too perturbed.

And the Lemarchand autopsy?

Poisoned.

A vampire kissed him there.

Are you coming to the finals dinner tonight?

I wouldn't miss it.

A little bird told me that it would be particularly saucy.

Don't you think, Caroline?

Are we playing or what?

The sheet music order.

It's a bit late for that.

Mr. Anello would be very upset.

- Nabucco. - Huh?

Nabucco!

Nabucco, it's absolutely correct.

Mrs. Roussel scores the first point.

Watch out, Mr. Orzyck.

Let me remind you that your opponent

only needs two correct answers to win.

Here is the second piece.

"Translated into English by... Serge Orzyck."

"Translated into Portuguese by... Serge Orzyck."

"Translated into German by... Serge Orzyck."

Falstaff.

Falstaff, that is correct!

And now, if you don't mind, we will take a commercial break.

"The Finger of Venus."

Translated by Serge Orzyck.

Well!

Do you know what we say in this type of situation?

When a customer goes behind the bar,

he must buy a drink for everyone.

Drink anything you'd like, mate.

I was joking.

Do you know this one?

No. Is it good?

It's the only one your belle didn't give you.

I didn't even touch her.

Mostly because you didn't have time.

You know I didn't do it.

You're my main target right now.

So before I shoot, I will give you one last chance.

Figure out how to get the key and take me to the great library.

I can't.

Let's go then.

No, no! I might have an idea.

You better.

Because let me tell you,

the whole country thinks you're guilty.

- I swear I didn't do it! - No swearing.

You know that all thugs become Catholic in front of a judge.

Aida.

Hey, watch out!

Stay calm, my man.

Hurry up!

Shut up, let me breathe in the scent of thought, will you?

Well, there we are.

That's lucky.

No, you primate. That's not luck, it's promotion.

Here.

It belongs to the library.

Don't worry about that.

This little poster will look good on the board.

Oh, also. Don't be surprised...

Don't be surprised if I lock you up for a couple nights.

It's a matter of caution.

I wouldn't want to see you disappear, my big Dédé. You understand?

That's nice of you.

Bravo!

Falstaff, Aida on one side.

Nabucco on the other side.

- Mr. Orzyck... - Here he is.

- You are keeping the advantage. - The translator is mighty good.

You think the fish is taking the bait?

I am rolling up.

Go, Lavardin!

Say... You lied about him.

If I did, it was by omission.

He said he didn't know you.

It was surely out of discretion.

You socialites are really something.

Omission, discretion, salutation, erudition.

You think I am an idiot, don't you?

Pardon me?

No, I was reciting bourgeois virtues.

The Requiem, absolutely! The Requiem.

Congratulations, Mr. Orzyck.

You already have three correct answers.

You are entering the last stretch.

Mrs. Roussel, don't let him outpace you.

I see that you found "The Finger of Venus".

Like father, like son.

It's now time for the last piece.

Othello!

Othello, that is correct!

Gino?

You can take the car and go to the station.

Sir...

Congratulations, Mr. Orzyck.

Congratulations.

- Here is your ticket for the cruise. - Thank you.

Have a good trip, Mr. Orzyck.

- Good-bye. - Good-bye.

Beautiful, beautiful!

Verdi, what a composer!

Shall we call our polyglot to the table at once,

or do you want me to introduce myself

with my French police card?

I need to warn you that he is not very social.

Me neither.

There is always a winner and a loser.

Tell me, do you translate all of Mrs. Anello's novels?

Would you like a drink?

And that was the finale of "Hieroglyphics"!

I speak eight languages, sir.

Plus two that I babble.

That's a lot of words! What language do you dream in?

I don't dream.

I re-read the dictionary, my eyes closed.

That must be fascinating.

I am going to bed. I am very tired.

Good night, sir.

Come on, tell us some good news.

A guy named Razzia was killed in Florence.

He was poisoned.

A vampire kissed him at the foot of a statue.

Isn't this holiday just swell?

I am starting to really have fun.

All right, I am retreating into my shell.

I am not certain the evening will end in songs and dances, you see.

Good night, sir.

"Antoinette picks up the phone and dials Giuseppe's number.

She knows she only has three days."

"Antoinette picks up the phone...

and dials Giuseppe's number."

Lavardin.

I woke you? Too bad, it's for a good cause.

Reach in the right pocket of your jacket

and grab that letter you stole from the old Anello.

Yes. I think the curtain will close before dawn.

Tell me, the anonymous initials are G.R., right?

Perfect.

Can you tell me the name

of the unfortunate victim of the statue?

Oh, come on.

We'll share the dinner. I am not a monster.

Tell me.

Giuseppe, aha!

G.R. -- Giuseppe Razzia.

Well, good night, mate.

I might call you back before dawn.

Holy police dog!

Farewell, brave warrior

Farewell...

Is the game room open?

No, sir.

Well, go open it.

I am not allowed.

In the name of the Father and the Holy Son.

Let's go. With gusto.

Farewell, brave warrior...

"Serge loved the opera passionately, and particularly Verdi.

He won a fortune at a game show,

in which the theme was the famous composer and his works.

That's how he had informed his accomplices

of the delivery location

without ever meeting them or talking to his boss."

Do you like Claire Anello's novels?

They're not bad, yes.

I mostly recommend the page 100 in her books.

It's a gem.

Papa! Papa!

I just wanted to say good night.

What did you want to whisper to your Papa?

Unless you're talking about the one who's in the Vatican?

Don't you think this hotel is wonderful?

Honestly. It's a big family,

we laugh all day long with this TV game show,

Papa likes music,

from time to time we get a dead body to rekindle the fire...

If they included this in their brochure,

this resort would be full all year long.

What's going to happen in Faro, Portugal?

I want to let you know that I am not going to sleep tonight.

So, if remorse is tearing you apart,

you can come knock on my door.

We're on the Crazy Boat. That's unbelievable.

You could knock first.

That's what I intend to do.

Are you writing the next novel's page 100?

Come on, be brave!

Are you drunk?

Good idea.

Don't move.

Stop this!

You're crazy!

What's going to happen in Faro?

I don't understand what you're saying.

I will press charges!

Room service!

Your breakfast, sir.

How did you sleep, big baby?

I am not your big baby.

Sure.

Is this your new job?

Yes, I am a law enforcement butler. There are very few of us left.

Have you found anything?

Precisely, Angelo.

Faro?

Well, you really impress me now, sweetheart.

I also like word games.

Anello has a huge international network.

No need for phone calls, no need mail,

no need for meetings.

Everything is done through these.

And his wife died because she found out about it.

Yes. Thanks to Razzia, who wanted out of this.

Can you connect me to a phone number in Lisbon, please?

Detective Antonio Castro, 582 1711.

He's a friend of mine. Sorry.

He'll be happy to go take a look at Faro and see what's going on.

We had a few crazy jaunts together in the old days.

In a castle...

What do you think they're waiting for in Faro? Drugs?

Weapons.

You want to bet?

Two bottles of rosé Champagne.

I am sure it's him.

He's going to search everything.

This guy is dangerous.

I've never seen such a handsome cop.

I hope you didn't tell him anything?

No.

I have to eliminate him. He is not giving me much choice.

It won't be of any use, Dad.

We must give up.

We can't leave the network anymore.

That's what I tried to tell the poor Razzia.

There are too many dead bodies around us.

I quit.

Don't do that, Caroline.

Look.

It's a new day.

I quit, Daddy.

I quit.

No!

Thank you.

Orzyck!

Mr. Anello!

Mr. Anello...

Gino left yesterday to oversee the delivery.

Congratulations, Orzyck.

We are done for.

You want to play a game?

Detective Lavardin knows everything.

I want to disappear with my share.

The cops will be everywhere in an hour! I want my money!

I'll try to get you the money.

I am not joking.

Me neither.

We can't use the books to pass information to the network anymore.

They found out about everything!

I have devised a new stratagem.

Leave me alone.

Game over.

Who is this young man?

Put your glasses on, Dad.

He witnessed your first murder.

As far as the husband,

I suppose he didn't succumb to a bout of laughter?

He was a dishonest man.

I have no regrets, sir.

What are you waiting for in Faro?

Weapons, beautiful weapons.

Two bottles of Champagne. Rosé. Brut 1981.

Fine.

Please, allow me.

Excuse me.

Are you going to lock her up?

She is an accomplice.

However, she did save my life.

That has to matter.

What would you do?

If it were me, I would give her a second chance.

Women will be your downfall, my poor Dédé.

You would sell your soul for a little bit of love.

Translation by VITAC