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I can't stand it any more

I love you

I love you

We have to do it

I love you

I won't leave you, Julien

You know I'll be there. with you

I love you.

Without your voice I'd be lost in silence

Lift to the scaffold

What time is it?

Seven

Kiss me

I'll be waiting on the terrace of our cafe as usual

When it's done, you'll come in your big car

and stop opposite. I'll get in next to you,

And we'll be free, Julien

I'm waiting, just for you

In half an hour, Julien

Florence...

Genevieve

Genevieve

Will you be staying for a while?

I know it's Saturday, but I have work to finish

Carala Ltd. Good evening.

One moment

You know I'm always the last to leave

Don't disturb me on any account

Hello, Monsieur Carala? A call from London

Yes. Very well then

Monsieur Carala's going to Geneva any minute. He can't talk

Really, Tavernier, late again

In Indo-China, it didn't matter if you missed a battle or two

But this is serious business now,

Not fantasy. I'm expected in Geneva

Here's the document

It's funny, all the same

You're an admirable man, Tavernier,

like a real friend to me

A very interesting document

I knew my company needed a hero

A retired hero

Our business needs angels. Commandos are angels

This is good. Geological surveys, details of drilling...

Our counter-intelligence is good They know as much as the Americans

A pipeline project

This is a mistake

A pipeline to Morocco would be longer but safer

What sort of joke is this?

Not a joke?

What is it then? Money?

I'm not afraid of you

I'm used to people hating me

Besides, you've no guts.

For war, yes, but not for big things

You laugh at wars. But you live off them

Indo-China made you millions

And now Algeria

Respect wars, Monsieur Carala. They're your private income

What's that gun?

Who gave you my gun?

You can write lots of nonsense now

The Captain's fallen asleep

He said not to disturb him

We can't stay all night

I'll call him then

Be fun to put my finger in

Tavernier's not answering

Yes, Monsieur. I'm sorry

Captain...

Good evening, Maurice

- Are we the last? - Yes

See Monsieur Carala leave?

No, I was checking the floors

He'll be gone by now, his train left at quarter to

The boss is strange, isn't he?

Leaves without telling anyone

He steals out, like a thief

When is he back?

We never know. Last time he bought oil tankers, he went to Naples

This time, who knows?

Naples is an unhealthy place

I'm not a Captain now

- Goodnight, Genevieve - Have a nice weekend

I'm not exaggerating, Louis, it's really fantastic

Think about it, it's true. You can't feel it as I do

OK, you're cleverer than me, you read, you've got ideas

Your jacket's ridiculous

Look. Monsieur Tavernier

He always parks on yellow lines, he laughs at tickets and cops

Got real class, hasn't he?

He was in Indo-China,

North Africa, then in the Legion

Now he's in business. This month he has bought lots of flowers

Look. Press a button, and off

It's the life I dream of

It's old hat

That's clever

Florence is waiting

My engine's running

If he see you, he'll go mad

I doubt it

You don't know him.

He's got heaps of medals and scars

Good for him

Yes. It's more than you'd do

Let's eat, I'm starving

You always do something to ruin our evenings

Get in, will you?

You get out. If you crash, I'm not looking after you

Louis, everyone's watching

It's got wipers

Careful!

Julien

Good evening, Madame.

Still happy with the baby?

A Dauphine's a baby, after all

Yes, very happy, thank you

A perfect car for a Parisian lady

Happy... very happy

That fool will babble on

Julien with that young girl

Why?

Yes... it was the little florist

It can't be, it'd be too cheap

He was scared, he didn't shoot

Coward! Julien's a coward

He's afraid of happiness

My compliments, Madame Carala

Where are we going?

The motorway

He'll be furious

Think he'll call the police?

Who cares?

Put it back in the same place, or it'll be mean

We've already ruined his weekend

Djelfa Oilfield, know it?

Pass his gloves

Look, a mini-camera

It's amazing, a friend of mine got one in Germany almost the same

Pass his raincoat

No fingerprints. That's not a gun for amateurs

A gun, a camera that spies use, Djelfa Oilfields...

Your Tavernier's odd, even shady

Maybe he's a secret agent, he certainly looks like one

What are you doing?

And you, for that matter?

It's late...

Run along home

Seen Monsieur Tavernier?

At lunchtime. Not tonight

Seen Monsieur Tavernier tonight?

No, Madame

Seen Monsieur Tavernier tonight?

No, Madame

He hasn't 'phoned?

No, Madame

Julien

Oh no, not again

Third time down the motorway. I'm fed up, it's always the same

You like driving, or you don't

A Mercedes. A 305

They're foreign

- Danish... - No, German

Careful, Louis

145 kph flat out... this is a tank. Your Tavernier can keep it!

Quick, you can catch him

My first accident with this car. That deserves a drink

Horst Bencker, from Munich

My husband, Julien Tavernier

Ah, your honeymoon? We'll put the champagne on ice

Let's stay the night. It's a motel

They have chalets, with garages

Are you mad?

I stole a scooter last week, they may be looking for me

Not here.

Besides, I told them your name's Tavernier

What about the Germans?

They're just Germans

You do it then. I can't go in

I'll sign Monsieur and Madame Julien Tavernier

Are you staying here?

Yes

No, I haven't seen them again. Nor the other young man

But if you like, I could...

I understand

M. and Mme. Julien Tavernier

No. 11, next to M. and Mme. Bencker

The engine's amazing

Why does it slope?

Takes less room

Where are the carburettors?

There aren't any

My dear Tavernier, be my guest

No, I can't accept

I insist. I love sport

and I see you're a very good driver

Besides, we nearly killed each other. So please, come in

My favorite champagne. We couldn't get this during the Occupation

Not for him

Pity, if I'd have known you didn't like champagne...

No offence

but my generation cares about more important things

The Occupation, Indo-China, Algeria

Bravo! To Europe!

To Europe!

It was man to man combat. With knives

Filthy climate, mosquitoes, tigers

Germans...

What Germans?

Yes, in Indo-China, Tavernier

You must have seen Germans?

No, never

In the Foreign Legion?

Ah, of course. They're good soldiers

You flatter me

No, I mean it

I was with some ex-soldiers... of Rommel

I've one the same

but I forgot it at a friend's in Antwerp

Is it easy to develop?

Yes, you can do it anywere. Even here in the motel

There are still three photos

Germans don't like war

We'd never guess

You talk like the old generation of Frenchmen

We really travel for business

Travelling in uniform gets you noticed

Louis...

er, Julien

You see, my dear Tavernier

War is not only horrible, it's a waste of time

One the Prussians have had

But I'm not Prussian, I actually come from...

Oh, the ladies have gone out

Let's get some air

"Nature is a source of deep consolation" as Goethe said

I don't need consoling

He didn't only mean you

Strong, eh?

Not at all

Don't worry about the ladies

You should take underwater photos

I've a charming cousin, Ludwig von Malhausen.

Do you know him?

But you must have seen him in Capri, he's always there

What did I tell you?

Ah, my dear Tavernier

...whose name isn't Tavernier, and who's never been a soldier

...don't make yourself ill

And don't let the thunder get you either.

It was a nice joke of yours

I think we'd better go in

They'll get drenched

I take your queen

Come to bed

Julien Tavernier

Julien...

I have looked for you everywhere

Have you seen Julien tonight?

No, not tonight

I lost you tonight, Julien

I should have left you alone...

...not kissed you,

or caressed your face

I don't care if you didn't kill Simon

if you were afraid

But you must come back to me

Be there, alive, beside me

Julien, you must

You must

Don't I know you? Christian Subervie

A pal of Julien's, we met one night

I remember, vaguely. You'd been drinking

No doubt. Julien's a bad influence.

We met in Algiers

I wasn't an officer like him. I was in refrigerators

He must have some floozie, his pals never see him

Yvonne, another drink

Can I have a Royale?

No, I'm with a friend of Julien's

I saw Julien

A Royale for her

He must have a floozie

He was in a car, didn't even look

Tonight?

No. Maybe last week

Mind you, he couldn't care less about girls

Julien's nice

Wake up, we're leaving

- Are we doing a flit? - Before the storm stops

I'm ready

Louis, you're crazy

Shut up, get in. Serves the bastards right

We have to cover our tracks

Problems with the gearbox?

Looking for first gear? I hid it

Hands up

No closer

We must get out of here

Stop after the bridge, we'll walk

Louis, the raincoat

I'm beat

You were scared, tell them that

I wasn't, but he didn't stop

If only the gun hadn't been in the car, dangerous things

Think they're both dead?

Surgery does miracles now, even on hearts

We've still a few hours...

What will they do to us?

They'll separate us

you with the men, me with the women

I can't bear the thought

We'll only be together on the front pages

The readers will understand

Understand what?

Everything

They can't execute you

I'm old enough I won't let them hurt you

We won't leave each other

If we had cash, we could go to South America

Our photo on the front page; "The tragic lovers"

You'll be OK. You did nothing.

My life is over tomorrow

No, I'll stay with you

You don't know what cops are like

We'll be stronger than them

We'll die together

When?

Now. I have something

You don't feel a thing. You go straight to sleep

People will talk about us

We'll be famous

The music will keep playing, but we'll be dead

We have to, I know we have to

A whole night, like a lunatic, looking for Julien, finding nothing

My feet are cold

Hey, it's full of cops

Florence Carala

Like Carala?

There aren't that many. He's my husband

You're Madame Simon Carala?

Don't you approve?

Drop it

Why were you at the Madeleine at 5 a.m. ?

Going to Mass

With him?

Forgive me, Madame Carala, I'm sorry, it's a mistake

Stop, you don't have to crawl like that

Carala's only an arms dealer, and a cretin

Shut up, you...

I'll deal with him

Phone my house to send the chauffeur

Are you used to police stations?

Sometimes, in the morning

Julien too?

Well, he's my pal

You should see how he treats them

Perhaps he's at another station

Right. Let's look

Just stay there

He'll be thirsty

He'll wait

That's not nice

Inspector Cherier, Crime Squad

I hope your husband won't hold this silly mistake against us

He's in Switzerland, he doesn't have to know

Of course, Madame, and we won't be registering you here

I should hope not! My husband often lunches with the Minister

Of course, Madame, he must have lots of lunches in his business

By the way...

What?

Doesn't he have a colleague called Tavernier?

I think so

You see... perhaps you know him?

I've seen him once or twice

Could you perhaps tell me when you saw him last?

Funnily enough, I saw him last night in his car

In the Boulevard Haussmann

What time?

Seven o'clock...

No, it was before seven

Of course. Was he alone?

He had a young girl with him

Why "of course", Inspector?

You have just unwittingly rendered the law a great service

We're looking for Tavernier

He's accused of murder

Murdering whom?

His boss will be sorry to hear he killed two German tourists

Good for him

We found his raincoat, his car, his gun

He was with a girl.

That makes your evidence extremely interesting

We hope Madame will forgive my mistake

Has my husband 'phoned?

No, Madame

Drop Monsieur Subervie, then get my car out for me

I'm a fright...

or am I mad?

You're before French law

I'm here, on the very morning of the crime.

A Sunday, no less

You must tell the whole truth

There was a storm, we were upset, we couldn't sleep

I saw the silhouettes

Hard to say

Did you see him or not?

It's him, bound to be

Next

Actually, the suspect didn't come into reception

But I did see the unfortunate victims

And the delinquent who signed in, if you've a photo of her...?

You'll find I've always co-operated with the law

Next

Look here, Inspector

I'm not the Inspector, I'm the Deputy Public Prosecutor

Identity papers?

I must object to this invasion. My private life is public

I'm Jacqueline Mauclair

So what?

Journalist are insatiable. OK, send them in

Gentlemen, remember that I was a teacher before I became a lawyer

This affair, like a Racine tragedy, will be over in 24 hours

The crime committed one night

Murderer identified next morning

And captured that same night, at the latest

The suspect is Julien Tavernier, ex-army officer and parachutist

His car, gun, and raincoat are in our possession

Witnesses have identified him and his accomplice

There can be several motives for this senseless act

Tavernier was a drunkard, a hothead, with a reputation for brawing

But I feel that isn't a complete explanation

The Germans' chalet was next to Tavernier's, easy for certain things

And the victim, Madame Bencher, was very young and very beautiful

Can we see the body?

Out of the question

The case will be closed when the murderer confesses

The law acted like lightning, not a second was wasted finding out

Ah, Cherier, here you are That will be all, gentlemen

Here he is, the murderer

All this fuss over a lousy crime

You think you own the place

Captain Tavernier, a murderer? Never

What will you police think of next?

Monsieur Carala doesn't like people poking around

The cops have taken it

It's a shame

It really is a sorry sight

Where's that man gone now?

That's odd, he never closes it

Good thing you came. There's a corpse. The boss

Monsieur Carala. Looks like suicide

Madame Carala, please

Asleep?

No, let her sleep

I'll call back

I'm hungry

bring me coffee and croissants on the terrace

It's the same man, Papa

Look, it's the same man

It's the same man, Papa

Now, let's try and get a few things clear

You left the Carala building at 7:30, we know that

The doorman and telephonist saw you

Before that you were in your office

Then you got your car, and drove around

- I didn't - You were seen

Someone made a mistake, or you're lying

I see. All right

You want to play? We'll play

You recognize this gun and this raincoat

- I left them in my car - Yes, of course

How many bullets were left?

Must have been full

You left that lying around too

You're very careless, Tavernier

What exactly was your job in Carala's company?

I went to see people, important people

I told them about Monsieur Carala, and watched them all crawl

I've news for you. We just call him Carala

Can't be everywhere at once

So you liked working for Carala?

I mean, Monsieur Carala

That's my business. Besides...

I'd had other jobs before

What about the motel at Trappes?

- Never been there - You were seen

Is it my fault? I could've been seen in East Berlin or Casablanca

Where were you?

I don't know

I got drunk

At the motel

In Paris. I walked around

That's all well and good, but there's a slight problem

The witnesses at the motel may be wrong, OK

But answer me this little riddle

Do you know a lady, an elegant lady, a bit of a night owl?

Who? My accomplice at the motel?

I'd certainly like to meet her

No, I was thinking of... Madame Carala

- I hardly know her - But that's perfect

She says she saw you in the late afternoon in your car with a girl

You hardly know her, and she hardly knows you

Yet she recognized you. The witnesses agree for once

It's not true, it's impossible.

I was somewhere else

Are you sure?

Let me sleep

We'd like to let you, believe me. Carry on: version six

Where were you on Saturday night?

I don't know

So, have you decided to talk?

If I said where I spent the night...

Any alibi will do: women, little girls, waiters, friends, irate husbands

But not lifts

Frankly, that's ridiculous

Ridiculous, eh?

Yes, it's pretty pathetic

You're off to a bad start

Facts and witnesses agree. The lift story won't impress the jury

Yes, not a good start

Bad news

Carala's been found dead in his office

Suicide. Any comment?

Let me sleep

It'll be interesting to get Madame Carala's reaction

We've got off the point

Where were you on Saturday night?

His suicide has absolutely shattered me

Our president, your husband, was so dynamic

Thank you for all your help

Not at all

I'll look after your interests in the company

we have to consider them

And that horrible murder in Trappes. The very same night!

Odd bloke Tavernier. Let's hope they find him and his accomplice

It's bad for tourism

I'll walk you to your car

No, you're busy. Goodbye

I'll save you, Julien

Madame, an azalea?

Is your sales girl here?

Veronique? Not on Sundays her boyfriend, cinema, dancing

Veronique. Where does she live?

A little room in the XVth. Has she done something silly?

Where exactly?

Boulevard de Grenelle, 55

I recommend this, pink ones are rare

It's quite delightful

Mademoiselle Veronique?

On the right, at the end

Who are you? What do you want?

You took too much. Mistakes save lives

You're kids, you don't know about phenobarbitone

Leave us alone

You stole the car. Then you killed the Germans

They saw her, it's in the papers

I need you alive

To prove this is untrue, all lies!

Don't do anything silly

It's a load of rubbish.

It's not my photo

No, it's Monsieur Tavernier

So... it's not me!

It's him... it's Tavernier

That old bag was lying

Vero... we're safe

That's why we didn't die

You must hide, they saw you

The photos, Louis

It's his photo in the papers

The Germans' photos

Which photos?

The ones we took in the motel.

Here, I have the ticket

Shit!

Shit!

I'll go

It's the only proof, Vero

The spare key is in the drawer

He rents a room

55 Boulevard de Grenelle, Room 22

He's taken phenobarbitone

He's the motel murderer, he told me

It's the truth

Does it matter who I am?

It's your bad luck if you're so stupid

You the photographer?

There you are

You too? Please come in

There's something else

There are always various photos in a camera

Tavernier didn't kill the Germans

But he killed your husband

You were his accomplice, maybe more

Never leave photos around

You should thank me really

He had no motive for the Germans.

He'd have got a death sentence

For your husband, he'll get ten years

Ten years

He'll only do five

But you, Madame Carala...

The jury won't be lenient with you

And they'll be right

Twenty years, no more age, no more days

I'll go to sleep

I'll wake up... alone

Ten years, twenty years

No pity. I had no pity

But I know I loved you

I didn't do it for myself

I'll soon be old

There we're together

There, somewhere, together

They can't separate us