All language subtitles for A Lizard

Come on in, Frank.

I didn't know that even
my father had to knock.

He doesn't have to, but he
does. Yourfather is poIite.

Yes, but he's your husband!

WeII, even a husband
can have good manners.

You mind if I take an aspirin?

I may have caught a coId
riding the motorcycIe.

Our good friend Deborah caIIed. She's
coming to dinner tonight as weII.

Want me to bring you some breakfast?
- No, I'II be there in a second.

Did Frank go out?
-A whiIe ago. Do you know what time it is?

Do you recognize this haIIway?
- It's from the house next door.

Weird... I don't know how I know...
I've never been in that apartment.

No house has a haIIway that Iong!

Your subconscious knows it as the
haIIway from the house next door.

You've dreamed about it many
times: its aIways the same and...

Like aII the othertimes,
crowded with naked peopIe.

Then, aII of a sudden, you faII
into nothingness and find someone...

AIways the same person waiting for you...
- JuIia Durer!

ExactIy! JuIia Durer, your neighbor.

You dream of having an affair with
this Iady who Iives next door to you...

In fact that woman represents
to you sin, moraI degradation.

The house next door is
a symboI of sin and vice.

From what you've toId me, this Durer
doesn't exactIy Iive a sin-free Iife.

Ah, no. No. She definiteIy doesn't.

There, you see? Your conscience
forces you to disapprove

of this woman's IifestyIe, but at the
same time her freedom interests you.

At the bottom of your recurring
dream Iies this confIict.

The chiIIy sexuaI reIations between
you and your husband aggravates it.

It distorts the situation to
the point that, subconsciousIy,

you feeI very attracted to the open
IifestyIe enjoyed by JuIia Durer.

What's up with ourfriends next
door? Like being at a soccer game...

Not bad, though. The music's
pretty good, right, Deborah?

CaroI...CaroI! Cognac? -
No, thanks, Daddy. - You shouId.

If you got a good buzz every night
instead of wasting money on Dr. Kerr

I guarantee your insomnia wouId go away.

I don't Iike how CaroI's
been acting IateIy.

Why don't you take off
somewhere for a bit?

I'm sure a nice trip wouId be
good for her. Don't you think?

Yes, but she has to go by herseIf.

Joan has finaIs to study for and
who's going to Iook after the firm

whiIe you tour for
the eIectoraI campaign?

Think it over.

Larry, Iet's go home.

I can't concentrate on anything
here in London: the party...

I can't concentrate on anything
here in London: the party...

...the hassIes with the NichoIson
case, other probIems...there's too much.

Know what I'm doing tomorrow? I'm
going to my house in GreenfieId.

to prepare my speech on the probIems
with the European Common market.

So tomorrow I'II defend Tommy. He won't Iike it!
- Nonsense, Frank!

You're not my substitute,
you're a partner now. And why?

Because I'm your son-in-Iaw
and you adore your daughter.

Frank, Tommy isn't your probIem.
You'II do great, I know it.

But today is Monday and tonight...
-And tonight what?

... you have an appointment with
Warren in HanderviIIe, I beIieve.

No, there's no probIem. I'II go to
HanderviIIe and be back tomorrow.

It's pretty far...

An hour and a haIf by car. The hearing's
at ten, if I Ieave by eight I'II be fine.

The onIy hassIe is having to sIeep over.
- You shouId Ieave soon then!

Yes? Mrs. Smith? Who's she?

Yes ... It's a personaI matter?
AIright, I'II taIk to her...

Yes, yes... Who are you?

Listen, if you can't expIain
it cIearIy I can't understand.

What?...Someone in my famiIy?

But who...No, no, I want to know,
otherwise...HeIIo, He...HeIIo...

Why don't you have
dinner with CaroI tonight?

Yes... that's a good idea.

AIright, I'm Ieaving.

Listen Frank, are you
cheating on my daughter?.

This is a joke I hope.

Yes... yes, I wasjoking.

You kiIIed JuIia Durer...

By kiIIing this woman, you kiIIed
the part of you attracted by vice.

The confIict within you was
resoIved by an act of vioIence:

a Iiberating dream, as
shown by the macabre vision

of the decomposed bodies
of the peopIe you Iive with.

I wouId aIso say that the appearance
of your stepdaughter in the dream

a stepdaughter you do not feeI Ioved
by, is another cIear sign of Iiberation.

But those... that red-haired
young man and his girIfriend ...

those two hippies on the baIcony...
- Witnesses invented by your Ego.

You wanted them to witness the crime.

Their presence prevented you from picking
up yourfur coat and Ietter opener.

That's a good thing: you were
forced to Ieave behind evidence.

It's the removaI of a mentaI bIock,
and can be nothing but positive.

Dr. Kerr, don't you think I
shouId go and thank JuIia Durer?

When did they kiII her?
- WeII... I'd say Tuesday,

judging by the body. Or Monday night.

Six to one the medicaI report is Jackson's!
- Right!

He's aIways uncIear. Lots can
happen in twenty-four hours...

It's been a few days, the body wasn't on ice...
- Right, it's Saturday.

I'd strangIe peopIe who discover
crimes on Saturday. The cIeaning Iady?

She went twice a week but didn't
have keys to the apartment.

So Wednesday she couIdn't get in.
Durer often Ieft without teIIing her.

But this morning she noticed
that terribIe smeII...

And so she ruined our whoIe week-end.

Good morning, Inspector.

Excuse me, you're Inspector Corvin? I'm
LoweII, head of the crime scene unit.

Since when?
- A week ago... I was the head of Records
before that.

That's reassuring!

Heroin. If someone injected a simiIar
dose, they'd break the sound barrier.

That's cute... - Thank you!
- TypicaI fiIing room joke!

Inspector, the body is in here.

TeII it to hoId on.

Any other drugs?
- Yes, we've got a IittIe bit of everything...

hashish, LSD, cocaine...
- What do the neighbors say about Durer?

According to the cIeaning Iady, the
neighbors treated her Iike a Ieper

and they wondered where she got the
money to Iive in a pIace Iike this...

Interrogate aII the
neighbors... but discreetIy.

One of them is the daughter of a
poIitician who may be a senator soon.

So you can't teII me anything?
Wasn't Durer a friend of yours?

No, we didn't even know her.

Excuse me but I don't think
we have anything to teII you.

We can't heIp shed Iight on this crime.
- Crime?

I'm confused, Miss, I don't
beIieve I mentioned any crime.

Why wouId you think that?
- The apartment next door is fuII of poIice...

the crime scene guys brought in
a ton of equipment, you're here...

You go to aII this troubIe when
somebody sIips on a banana peeI and dies?

Yes, sometimes we
handIe even those cases.

Someone may have pIaced
that banana peeI on purpose.

Anyway, yes there has been a crime,
it was committed Iast Monday...

or Tuesday... actuaIIy it
most probabIy happened sometime

between Monday night and Tuesday
morning. Did you or your famiIy

notice anything strange, screams,
noises ... Ioud thuds, anything?

Monday night? No, onIy thunder. Do
you remember? We had a big storm.

You didn't hear anything either,
Mrs. Hammond?... Mrs. Hammond?

No, no, nothing. OnIy thunder...

Okay. In any case, if you
remember anything, caII us.

Even if you think it
may not be important.

Monday night... the night
we had a thunderstorm...

The night Frank went to
HanderviIIe, yes... that night.

Yes, I remember, it poured aII night.

Do you know it was so bad I couIdn't
even see the road and had to puII over.

JuIia Durer? That's unbeIievabIe...
I can imagine. Yes, Joan,

I'II be right over.

Our neighbor, JuIia Durer.

That bitch from heII who's aIways making
noise?
- Somebody kiIIed her.

Ah, doesn't surprise me!
- Joan says CaroI is upset.

No, this I didn't know.

Go over to see her right away Frank.
- Of course.

She's turned the pIace upside down.
She's gone crazy trying to find her fur...

The Gordon woman from
the third fIoor phoned.

She said JuIia Durer was strangIed,
found haIf-naked with a fur next to her.

You didn't bring the paper,
Frank? You aIways bring it.

The paper, CaroI? Oh yes,
I'm sorry I did bring it.

I must have put it somewhere,
I'II Iook for it Iater...

What are you trying to hide from me!
- CaroI! Stop thinking about it!

I'd Iike to...but it's not easy...
with everything going on over there.

Mrs. Hammond is dining, Mrs. Gordon.

Then don't bother her. TeII her
she can caII me back. I'II be home.

I need to taIk to her. I have to teII
her something very, very important.

Yes. Mrs. Gordon?

HeIIo, dear. Did I bother you? Have
you had a chance to read the paper?

No, I haven't read any of them yet. Why?

I gave you the wrong information...in
the confusion I guess I misunderstood...

That good-for-nothing, yes,
Durer, was not strangIed.

No, my dear, not at aII.
They stabbed herthree times,

each one of the stabs fataI. It
says so quite cIearIy in the paper.

At what time wouId you Iike the car, ma'am?
- Shut up, idiot!... Oh, sorry!

Two of them in the middIe of her chest
and one sIightIy beneath the first two.

And with a Ietter opener! Can you
imagine what a horror that was.

A beastIy murderer can't be .....

CaroI. What are you doing?
Did something happen?

The Ietter opener! Oh,
Frank, it's not possibIe.

Not possibIe that even my Ietter opener
has disappeared. I have to find it...

She was kiIIed with just that, a Ietter
opener. Just Iike I kiIIed her in the dream,

in the same way! Mrs. Gordon said she
was stabbed three times in the chest.

I stabbed her with the Ietter
opener three times in the chest too!

That's absurd, CaroI. Absurd!

Oh, Frank. HeIp me Frank!
HeIp me! I'm begging you!

Why do you want to see the body?

WeII, there's no specific
reason. She was a neighbor and...

As you wish. Seeing as how
you want to...Come with me.

Here, have a drink, it'II pick you up.
- Thanks.

Does that fur coat mean anything to you?

Your wife is Iooking for you, Mr.
Hammond. She's at the entrance.

CaroI! What were you thinking!
- I toId her to wait outside!

- Carol!
- Mrs Hammond! Careful!

And according to CaroI the
body was in the same position

as it was in the dream.
Do you think that...

Yes, it's possibIe. But everything eIse?

It shouIdn't be hard for you to
convince them to show you the evidence.

And you'II see that the fur coat
and Ietter opener do beIong to CaroI.

Ah, it's crazy. That's aII I can say.

We shouId give CaroI some kind of
expIanation, it doesn't matter what.

There's onIy one expIanation: somebody
who's trying to drive her insane.

Yeah, someone who has the abiIity to
guess what takes pIace in her dreams.

Make sense to you?

Nothing you have toId me so far
seems IogicaI. It's aII absurd.

Do you reaIize? If it wasn't for my
daughter I wouIdn't give it a minute.

If someone came to me with a story
Iike this I'd kick him right out...

In my opinion, it's an easy case.

In my opinion, it's an easy case.

AII we need to do is go fishing in
the sociaI circIe that Durer Iived in.

Ex-actress, junkie, she has to have
pIenty of friends just Iike her.

We turn up the heat on
them, and one wiII crack.

That's true, Chief. Those
kinds of peopIe can taIk a Iot,

and you don't have to Iean on them.

But when you try and squeeze them,
nothing usefuI comes out of it.

You think?... In my opinion that's
not the right way to approach it.

You have another way?

So far, the onIy hard evidence
we have are the fingerprints.

The fur coat, the Ietter opener, the
white scarf are aII covered with prints.

We find the woman who owns it...
- Just a guess. Who says it's a woman?

The fur coat doesn't
beIong to the victim.

So you think it beIongs
to the murderer, a woman...

But the cIeaning Iady might be wrong.
She didn't recognize the fur coat.

But remember, she didn't
recognize the boots either.

The ones JuIia Durer was wearing.

They were new, you couId teII from
the soIes. She had just bought them.

Chief McKenna ... Yes, Inspector Corvin
is here... Fantastic! He confessed!

Come, my dear Inspector.
The Durer case is soIved.

I aImost forgot: the
murderer is a man...

HeIIo, Mino...

There he is. Name's Harry Smith.

Hippie, no permanent address,
23 years oId. It's him, no doubt.

He's Irish, has red
hair, knew Miss Durer

and he has a prior conviction for sexuaI assauIt.
- Do the prints match?

We haven't checked yet Inspector,
but he spiIIed the goods.

He's aII yours, Sir.

AIright kid, so you
confessed. Good for you.

Go on, teII us.
- I did it, I did it for my brother George. To
avenge him.

When my brother, my brother George...
- Get to the detaiIs!...

Inspector!... The Inspector
wants to know how you kiIIed her.

She was there, standing in
front of me with herfur coat.

She had it on now, eh?

Yes, she was wearing
it. She was cIassy...

She had on the fur coat ... ah
... and boots too. The bIack boots.

I toId her: take off the
coat. And she took it off.

And... She wasn't wearing
anything underneath!...

By an chance, was she wearing a white scarf?.
- No no, I toId you, nothing.

OnIy bIack panties and the boots.

She was beautifuI, naked Iike that...
- Yes, we got it. Go on...

So I toId her: 'Do you
remember my brother George?'

And then I jumped on
her with the dagger!

You mean with the Ietter opener...

With the Ietter opener?

No, no, with the dagger, the
knife you use for hara-kiri!

And I pushed it into her in the
beIIy, aII the way up to the hiIt!

And then I turned it,
again and again and again!

You don't beIieve me, right? I can
teII from the expressions on your faces!

Okay, then Iook. Look. Here's her guts

next to those of the Prime
Minister I kiIIed this morning.

Roast them and stuff
them down his throat...

Long Iive IreIand, IreIand of
heroes! Down with the Queen!

Get back to work, chaps...

You're going back to the
AnimaI CrueIty Division!

What do you want to ask them? Just
because you saw them in a dream...

Joan, pIease!...I'm going insane...

You have to make up your mind!.

AII these peopIe...
-AII right...

Nothing. How couId you
even think about it?

Don't Iet your imagination run away
with you. Maybe there's an expIanation.

They knew Durer. They went
to her house a few times.

You probabIy saw them, maybe on
the stairs or entering the buiIding

or when they were Ieaving. And so
one night you dreamed about them.

Did they teII you they were friends
of hers? I don't know: I was guessing.

Eddy Berry, you bastard, how are you?

We've photographed the body of the
victim, other evidence and the weapon,

coIIected aII fingerprints...
What I wouId Iike you to focus on

are the footprints
right here on the fIoor.

No matter how much one tries to wipe
them dry, neither the soIe of a shoe

nor the soIe of a foot can be wiped
dry enough so as not to Ieave prints.

We caII them damp prints, and
we aIways manage to get them.

And it was raining that night.
- ExactIy!

And so whoever entered the house
that night, had to Ieave damp prints.

Look at this enIargement we made.

As you can see, there are many,
many prints around the Iiving room.

Same thing in the haIIway.
And they're aII damp prints.

Good job.
- We're nothing if not thorough, Inspector!

So then one of these prints beIongs to the
murderer.
- No!... I mean...

Why not?
- WeII, as I showed you,

Prints can be found everywhere in
this area, as in the whoIe house.

The exception is the area
around the victim's bed.

In fact, there are no prints
whatsoever overthere. See? Not one.

But... I don't
understand... That's where...

Where the crime took pIace
and where the body was found

and where there are no prints at aII.

So, none of the peopIe who Ieft damp
prints behind got cIose to the victim.

CIearIy, none of them
couId have kiIIed her.

Not one of them!...
- UnIess one of them took their shoes off...

Yes, that's a possibiIity. But I
think there's a much simpIertheory...

CertainIy... the
murderer's shoes were dry

and so they were not from someone
who came in from the outside

but maybe from another
apartment in the same buiIding.

This narrows the fieId
significantIy, inspector.

WeII, aII we have to do is check....
- CertainIy inspector.

Like aIways, we'II check the
buiIding from top to bottom.

If I may, our suspicions point to
this guy who's a repeat offender.

Can you teII me if you have
seen this man before, around here?

PIease Miss, take a cIose Iook at
the picture. You too, Mrs. Hammond.

Can I take a Iook?

CertainIy, sir.

No, I've never seen him.

These are the enIargements
you requested, Inspector.

The thumb prints of the peopIe who touched the
photograph.
-And?...

Okay, this a bIow-up of the section
of the prints we're interested in.

We pIace it on top of the fingerprints
we found on the Ietter opener,

And ...you see? It matches perfectIy.

So?
- Okay inspector, the print which matches the
one

found on the Ietter opener was
taken from the photo marked B,

and it beIongs to... one moment whiIe
I check... to Mrs. CaroI Hammond.

Mrs. Hammond, it is my duty to
inform you that from this moment

anything you say may
be used against you.

You're asking aII these questions...
Even you want to ask me if I kiIIed her!

I'm your father, CaroI...
I'm asking you as your father,

not as your Iawyer.
I'II get you out on baiI,

even if you're accused of a terribIe
crime. But pIease understand,

considering aII the evidence against
you, I need to know the truth.

The truth...
- I'm begging you...

Dad, I can onIy say one thing. One
thing. I'm not the one who kiIIed her!

CaroI! That's aII I need to know!

When a judge sets baiI
forthis high an amount,

it's a pretty cIear indication that he has few
doubts.
- Lucky him.

I, on the other hand, am fuII
of doubts. I am not convinced.

And the evidence, Inspector?. Her
prints are aII overthe murder weapon...

And both the Ietter opener
and fur coat beIong to her.

Yes, yes, of course, evidence.
We have Ioads of proof.

A Iot of evidence but not a shred of motive.
- True, but the facts remain.

Did you know Hammond was in therapy?

Oh yeah? Then maybe she'II get out
of it. They want to cIaim insanity...

I don't know. But a Iot of things can
change, if we find a IogicaI, soIid motive.

I absoIuteIy have to find it...
or I'II be the one going insane.

You kiIIed JuIia Durer. Furthermore,
this dream has a cIear purpose.

By kiIIing this woman, you kiIIed the
part of you attracted by vice and sin.

The confIict within you was
resoIved by an act of vioIence.

Okay. Let's stop here. As you can
teII, CaroI did not have a motive

for hating Ms. Durer. Much
less wanting to kill her.

lf there were any motives at all,
they were in her subconscious.

So you think that we need to convince
the jury that it wasn't Carol,

but rather her subconscious...
- lt's not so strange.

A dissociation between a person's
conscious and subconscious

could be enough to push that person
to commit the crime unconciously.

Yes, yes there are even precedents.
lt happened in the Barthelmy trial.

And the opinion of the expert
was the determining factor.

The court bought the view that
Barthelmy killed his sister in a state

of total unconsciousness.
-A case of dual personality...

And Arthur Barthelmy was acquitted!

All of which goes to show that this
is clearly a dream of liberation.

A dream!...

Of course in that moment l thought
l needed to explain a dream.

Neither Carol nor l could know that
it was a tragic reality instead.

Carol is still convinced
it was only a dream.

Yes, that's understandable.

The scenes from that night were
memorized as being from a dream.

Meanwhile, the reality was confused
by imaginations from her subconscious,

pieces which in her
dream are seen as symbols.

Right, like the painting of a meadow
with the swan that followed her around.

Exactly. Just like the
affectionate acts with Julia Durer.

These are symptomatic of
a love-hate relationship.

And maybe those two hippies have
the same meaning as well... Listen:

But those... that red-haired young
man... those two hippies on the balcony...

Witnesses invented by your Ego.

Why do you say ''maybe also'' the
two hippies, if they are symbolic?

Theoretically, nothing prevents them
from being among the real elements.

ln other words, they were
present at my daughter's crime.

ls that what you mean, Dr. Kerr?. They
were there and didn't do anything?

Why didn't they at least
try to blackmail her?.

lf that's the case, then they
were working with someone.

Give me a light please?

When did Carol talk to you about it?

When l went to visit her in the hospital.
- My God, Frank! What an idea

keeping her locked up in a
mental hospital until hertrial!

ln her condition she needs peace
and quiet to fully recuperate.

l highly recommend that peace and quiet.

She'll just worry herself to death.

As shown by the fact that she started
thinking about that case similarto hers.

By the way, what did she
know about the Barthelmy case?

She was working in herfather's
law firm at the time of the trial.

And her father? What's his opinion?

That if she had been a man, he would
have made a great lawyer out of her...

But... Do you believe
in this defense strategy?

lt repulses him. His daughter will
have become a psychiatric experiment...

What about you, Frank,
what do you think?

A very unfortunate incident
for which l am deeply sorry.

ln any case, l assure you that whoever
left that door open shall be punished.

But... l have to ask you, Mrs.
Hammond, to please be less curious.

Somebody was following me...
- Of course! lt was one of our male nurses.

He's the one who scared you.
By accident... of course.

No... not the nurse...
- He told me so...

No... even before that. l saw
him well, l'm sure of it ...

A hallucination!...

But... Carol, there were no
red-haired hippies in the park today.

You're wrong. l saw him.

A hallucination means to see
things that are not there...

But l wasn't thinking about
anything at that particular moment.

l was lying down...
everything was peaceful...

Alright! Let's say that you did see
him. You saw someone with red hair.

That doesn't mean anything, sweetie.
A lot of people have red hair.

Seeing this person bothered you
because it reminded you of your dream.

That is the simplest and most
reasonable explanation. Calm down.

lt was him, Frank. l'm telling
you. You have to believe me.

l want the truth, Frank. How
long has this story been going on?

l met Deborah after l came
to London. l was in a funk...

My first marriage had failed...

She helped me out a lot,
notjust emotionally.

She was the one who
begged you to hire me.

l asked you how long has
Deborah been your lover?

Two years.

l know you have a good memory,
Frank. l'm sure you remember that

the day before the
crime, you were with me

when l received a strange call which
prompted me to ask you a question.

Ah... yeah. l remember your asking
me if l was cheating on Carol.

And you then asked me if l was kidding.

Obviously, l wasn't kidding
Frank, but neither were you...

What does that mean?
- Let's create a theory. See if it works.

Suppose that particular
call came from Julia Durer,

that she knew about your
affair and was blackmailing you.

You knew that if she talked

our business relationship would
have been terminated instantly. So...

No, no one's ever blackmailed me.

No? But let's pretend,
just for a second.

You have to admit that it would be
a strong motive. Don't you think?

For what? To kill
Durer?.. That's absurd!

You think so? To kill Julia Durer
and place the blame on Carol.

That's ridiculous! You're
forgetting your daughter's prints

on the fur coat and on the letter opener!
- They're hers, l know...

l think it's only natural
that her prints are on them.

But where's the proof that it
was her, that it was my daughter

and my daughter only who brought those
objects to the scene of the crime?

And the dream? You're
forgetting all about the dream!

That's right, the dream!
- So Carol dreamed about the crime in every
detail

at the same moment someone was
committing it. A telepathic dream!

Or is Carol, in your opinion, a psychic?
- The dream...

l asked Dr. Kerr to lend me the
tapes he recorded with Carol.

Not to listen to scientific
mumbo jumbo on dual personalities

but to find something useful.
And l found it. Listen to this...

After the hallway all l can remember
is a big door opening. And then...

then l don't remember anything. Yesterday
morning everything was so clear...

l've told you many times.
Why didn't you write it down!

Miss Hammond, dreams have a
short life in one's memory.

And yet yesterday morning
it was all so clear...

l've told you many times.
Why didn't you write it down!!

Did you know Carol took
notes on her dreams?

No...
- Yes you did, just like Joan and Deborah knew.

She wrote them down and kept
them in her bureau in her room.

Any one of you three had
a chance to read them.

Who knows how many times you read them!

You could have read about
that exact same dream.

A dream, Frank, only a
dream... that someone else

could have copied to the letter and
transformed into a crime. A real crime.

lt's not only logical and
possible, but extremely easy

for someone who only had to go from
the apartment next doorto this one...

And from there they would have had
an easy way to grab a few things ...

Orthree things: a letter opener, a fur coat, and a
white scarf.
- Exactly!

Finally we'll be able to explain
why she had those brand new boots on.

She was wearing them in the dream
and the murderer put them on her.

So this person had to have stabbed
her three times in the chest

and left behind the letter opener, the
fur coat and the white silk scarf!...

Not only that, but also put
her black boots on herfeet.

ls it possible that every single one of
these things was written in her notes!...

You should ask whoever read them
- ortell us yourself, if you've read them!

Don't get bent out of shape. She
didn't keep those notes for long.

Sometimes they sat there for a few
days and then she threw them out.

Did you read any of them?

All of them! Your wife had
some messed-up dreams!...

Now's not the time...
- Know what she wrote? That she had sex with
Durer.

Stop it, please!

Daddy, if you loved me l wouldn't go with
women.
- Not that again...

Did you read the papers this morning?
- No, why?

There are some developments in the Durer
case.
- Like what?

lt appears the police are about
to arrest a strong suspect.

Another suspect? They don't think it's
Carol anymore? But who? Did they say?

No! And thank God the papers haven't
mentioned my name yet.
- You?

You know, it could be dangerous.
lf something doesn't happen soon...

To Greenfield.
-Aren't you going to take me home?

Greenfield is your home!

Listen to me: you didn't kill
Durer, and you have no idea who did.

lf you want to know who did it,
you have to go to Alexandra Palace

and go into the basement. There
you will find a lit candle.

Make sure you bring fifty
pounds, that's the price ...

Alexandra Palace... today at four
o'clock. Make sure you go, okay?

Drop the knife, or the next
shot will be between the eyes!

l may be old, but l have good aim.
l've already called the police!

Hi! Look who's back!

What kind of manners are those? ls
that the way to properly greet someone?

Get out of the way...

Did you move here so
that you could practice?

Get out of here...! What do you want?

l came to see Red, he needs
to tell me a few things.

He's my friend too, you
know. l thought he'd be here.

lt looks like he's
busier than usual today.

What the hell are you
doing? Can you explain it?

Painting....

Larry, wait for me right here.

Well at least we know Red
really exists, he's not a ghost.

He exists and has a good
reason to kill Mrs. Hammond.

l should have had herfollowed...
Scourthe city, Brandon.

Check out anyone who has red
hair... and put the screws to him.

Even the Crown Prince.
-All redheads? Good thing we're not in lreland!

What do you call this painting?
- Decay!

Will you able to sell it?
- Do you want to buy it?

lf you promise to do something for me.

l mind my own business. l
don't care about other people's.

l'm like the three monkeys: see no
evil, speak no evil, hear no evil.

At least tell me where Red is.
- You should know, ''you're his friend.''

lf you tell me where to find him
l'll give you twenty forthe painting.

What did you remember
that was so important?

But how can l tell you overthe phone!
- But at least tell me what it's about!

Something that ''Red'' told me, the guy
l followed when l was following Carol.

l didn't think it was important at
the time, but now l see it clears you.

Joan, don't get
involved, l'm begging you.

What he told me has to
also be told to the Police.

And he'll do it. l'm sure l'll convince
him, they're always after drug money.

Where are you going to meet him?
- At Woburn Abbey.

After this you will
no longer be a suspect.

Someone in ourfamily will pay the
price, but not you. You'll be all set.

Be careful, Joan!
- Don't worry, Dad...

l'll call you right after l finish
meeting with him. l'll have clear proof.

Julia Durer's killer won't be able
to get away with it any longer.

l have to run now. l'm going to Woburn Abbey.
- Be careful...

l'm sure that once l meet with Red...

Ma'am, do you know how this
sensitive story came about?

lt came from the phone call
someone made to my father.

Exactly! May l?
- Help yourself.

A phone call from a person
calling herself Mrs. Smith,

who by now we're sure was Julia Durer.

Oh, excuse me. Do you think your
husband knew about the phone call?

lt's possible.

Ah. So you're not sure?
- No, lnspector.

And did your father mention it to you?
- Yes, he did.

Hello, lnspector. Good to see you
at Greenfield. Why didn't you call?

Well, at this point your daughter
doesn't need a lawyerto talk to me.

Did you know her?. Answer me!
- You have it all wrong. lt wasn't me!

Talk! Who told you about the keys
to the basement of Alexandra Palace?

Answer! How did you get in? Somebody
had to give you the keys. The guard?

Come on, out with it, was it the security guard?
- No. l don't know him...

But maybe he knows you and
he gave you the keys, right?

He gave them to you for
a wild party in there...

He gave them to you for ten
pounds... He got the money beforehand.

And a night with your woman. We know this too!
- That's right, he told us!

He said that because he hates me.
- Oh yeah?

Yeah, yeah, that's right...He hates me!
- Say it again!

Yes, he hates me!
- So then you do know him!

No, he hates everyone
because he's hunchbacked.

And how the hell can you know he's
a hunchback if you don't know him?

He's a hunchback. Everyone
knows that. He's a hunchback!

Come on, tell us the truth.

lf you want the whole story you
gotta give me what l asked for.

He's answering our questions. We
gave him his drugs and he confessed.

He admitted everything. He killed Joan
and he tried to kill your daughter.

And Durertoo...

No. Not Durer. He didn't kill her.

At this point only two people
know who committed that crime.

You and... the murderer.

Durer was killed by the
person she was blackmailing.

Somebody Durer had pushed too
hard, pushed to desperation.

Since she was not blackmailing your
son-in-law, it was someone else.

l'm sorry l led you in the wrong direction.
- Don't feel bad, Sir.

Goodbye.
- Goodbye...

Excuse me, lnspector, why'd you
convince him you know who killed Durer?

Because l know, Brandon. l'm certain,
except for one damn contradiction!

Miss Bennett... Find Dr. Kerr...

l want him at Durer's
house, l want everyone there.

Talk! - Sure, sure...
- Come on, get on with it...

So Jenny and l were at the old theater
and those two women followed us.

They came into the bar and
then the girl approached us.

Look at this woman and tell
me if you recognize her.

l don't know, we see a lot of
people!... Do you remember this one?

At Julia Durer's house.
- We haven't been there in about two weeks...

Two weeks... lt was at night. The last
time you were there was it at night?

At night...Yeah.
- Was it raining?

Definitely, there was
rain and thunder too.

Why, were we supposed to have
seen herthat particular night?

Yes, precisely that night.

Well, l wouldn't have noticed her even
is she was right in front of my nose.

You don't notice anything when
you have all that acid in you!

Yeah, we were tripping on acid...from
our head ... down to our toes....

When you're full of LSD it's
like being in another world.

l could look at the lnspector and
maybe l see a red dot, or a horse...

So you don't remember anything about that
night ...
- Of course l do!

So many nice things!... l remember
seeing a lizard in a woman's skin.

That's disgusting...
- No, she was beautiful. Wonderful!

Did you climb up there? Eh?

Did you sit up there, in the balcony?

lt's possible. Yes, l think so.

Whenever l have handcuffs
on my tongue gets dry.

At the time we talked to that girl,
we had no idea Julia Durer was dead.

We don't read the papers ...

What happened, then?

Later on, when we found out
about it, we were scared shitless.

When you're high, you'll
do just about anything.

There are people who jump out of a
building because they think they can fly.

l might have killed her
and not even realized it.

And then?
- When we left this place, we were still out of it.

We didn't see Julia, or anybody else ...

Only those two women
knew we had been here.

And one of them was the accused. And
when we heard one was under arrest

l felt... l thought...
Yes, l thought about...

Shutting them both up, permanently
... And you did, one of them.

lt was easy to kill Joan.
She came looking for you...

Joan went looking for him since their
presence here proves you're innocent.

Yes, she told me so over the phone ...

lf these two were in the house during
the crime as in your wife's dream

that means Durer could not have been
killed by someone who read her notes.

Someone else came in. There was no
set-up, as your father-in-law thought.

Those brand new boots were
a gift from these two ...

We wanted to bring Julia
something, and she chose them...

Dr. Kerr, is it possible for someone to
lie during a visit to their shrink's office?

Lie in what sense, lnspector?
- Lie by omission.

Yes, even by omitting a person
can lie. Suppose, for example,

there was someone else
in this house that night.

And that... Carol is trying to
cover for them... ls that it?

Hello? ... Yes, right away. lt's
for you, lnspector. lt's Brandon...

Yes, inspector, l'm calling from
Brighton. The old man has killed himself.

Yes, he left a note. Says
he's the one who killed Durer.

The Coroner is already working on
it. Then we'll take the body away...

Well, lnspector, at this point l'd say
that the investigation is wrapped up.

l had a lot of respect for your
father. Now l just have a lot of pity.

lf at least l knew why he did it ...
- But you do know why, Mrs. Hammond.

And l do too. Remember
when l came to Greenfield?

l was so close to the truth. Your
father came in while we were talking.

He heard all of my questions
and all of your answers.

Mrs. Hammond, do you think your
husband knew about that phone call?

lt's possible... - You're
not sure? - No, lnspector.

Did your father talk to you about it?
- My father, yes...

No, it wasn't your father, or he would've
told you your husband was present.

And you didn't know that. No, your father
didn't tell you about that phone call

nor was it your husband,
or Deborah, or Joan...

No, it wasn't anyone of them.

So then who was it, Mrs. Hammond?

l don't remember...
- There was only one person who knew...

The only person who could have
told you. Mrs. Smith, Julia Durer !

l've never talked to that woman in my life.
- Except in your dreams.

ln real life you didn't know Durer
and for now we've no evidence you did.

But we do have
something. Psychoanalysis!

Your sessions with Dr. Kerr. When
l learned of your father's suicide,

l asked your psychoanalyst
a question. Dr. Kerr...

is it possible that a patient comes
to you for help with their problems,

and then hides the truth from you?

Oh yes. ln a case like that the problem
is usually so deep that it comes out,

only in bits, from the
patient's subconscious.

ln other words, you were
Julia Durer's lover...

ln real life, Mrs.
Hammond, not in your dreams.

But you were positive that you
would never be blamed for her death

because no one ever suspected
anything about your relationship...

You went to visit her that night, knowing
she'd be alone. And you killed her.

You realized the two Hippies were
there only after you'd already done it.

By the time you saw them,
you lost your cool and ran.

That's why you left your belongings,
covered with your prints, near the body.

There was no way you could have
known they were so full of drugs

they couldn't see anything. You
didn't know they were blind witnesses.

All your errors arise from that.

lt's true they didn't know you, but
one day they could have recognized you

and accused you as the killer.

When you ran into them, you followed
them. You had to silence them

or forget about being found not guilty
for reasons of temporary insanity.

That was your hope. You invented the
dream in order to tell it to Dr. Kerr

who would then be the custodian
of your psychoanalytic alibi.

The perfect alibi to justify
the murder you'd committed.

You were at Durer's mercy, a very
capable woman without scruples.

The phone call for your father,
when your husband was present,

was regarding you, Mrs. Hammond.
lt could only be about you.

You are about to run for election,
isn't that true Mr. Brighton?

Then you'll have to be
very careful of scandals.

l have a story that l could
sell to you or to a newspaper,

a dirty little story about someone in
your family. Someone close to you...

l'll give you the money.

Your father refused to admit
that you could be a killer.

He couldn't conceive of it and tried
desperately to find another answer.

But destiny decided that he,
along with me, would know the truth

and he chose to kill himself, but
not before incriminating himself.

You intentionally killed Durer and
by doing so killed your own father.

Unfortunately, you can only be punished
for the smaller of your two crimes ...