All language subtitles for Down Town (Downtown - Die nackten Puppen der Unterwelt) (1975) BluRay 720p ENG. subs

It start here in the casino and this is where
I want to put an end to the horror drama.

I won't be tricked by her again.

Although that's very difficult.
No wonder, with such a sexy kitten.

She's an icicle.
But all the same or just because of that.

Something I'd like to keep licking.

She had a grip on me, the sweet bitch.

I thought I couldn't be beaten as a detective,
I, the smart Algino Pereira.

I grew up in the care of whores
in the brothels of San Juan

and matured into a man among bar hostesses,
nymphomaniacs and would-be striptease dancers.

That's why I know what I'll do now.

I'll kill her cold-bloodedly with my colt,
bump her off with a small bore.

That's the way they do it here.

Whoever didn't manage to obtain
a touch of Al Capone

was punished for his weakness
with a sweet circular hole.

And a crafty I weren't Rico boy like me prefers to
have a circular hole elsewhere than in his body.

In popular language: an eye for an eye,
a tooth for a tooth, a hole for a hole.

Yes, she knows the ropes.

If I weren't such a clever Puerto Rican who'd
already thrown American cops off their horse,

she'd have managed to throw me
into the clutches of the French coppers,

who're still dreaming of the huge knife,
the guillotine.

My dreams are more idyllic.

A hidden port in a Mediterranean bay
where crayfish is served fresh

at 12 o'clock and where you can wander
around under palm trees after your siesta.

A secret nest that the Interpol
hasn't yet come across

and whose female inhabitants are as fresh as
a daisy at midnight as crayfish at lunchtime.

But unfortunately my romantic vein violated
my never failing intuition of a detective.

In other words, in search
of new paradises,

the Mafia bosses had discovered
this Porto Santo long ago.

While searching for the Mafiosi, the American
gang bosses had long ago pitched their tents

in the luxury palaces of Porto Santa.

My dwelling was comparatively modest.

My monthly wage was about as much as an
efficient Porto Santo whore earns on a Sunday.

Good morning, boss.

A customer.

The lady looks like a lady.
Are you interested or not?

Shall I take over?

No problem.

Such prospects always get me moving.

Pepe, will you stay here! You old crook!

You don't grant me a thing, boss.

Is she really perfect?
I've never seen anything as perfect.

Good figure?
Yes, damn it all.

Not a hooker?
Definitely not.

Can you judge that?
Better than anything else.

What does she want?
What she wants? Can I read thoughts?

The main thing is she has dough,
that'll help us keep afloat.

Looks like it.
I proceed strategically.

Don't mess things up for me.
Keep in the background.

If need be.

Don't play Peeping Tom.
That's not my line.

It depends on you as to whether it works.
Do you realize that?

Sure, boss.
You bear the responsibility.

You need help, madame?

Al Pereira can always help.

Good morning, madame.
Monsieur Pereira.

Pleased to meet you.
You want to put your trust in me?

Possibly.

Please take a seat.
Thank you.

I've come about an extremely delicate
matter, as one says.

That was to be expected.

What are you willing to spend
on the delicacy?

I thought about 2,500 dollars.

As a down-payment. Or as an incentive.
And when you've done your job -

with your routine,
I'm sure you'll manage perfectly -

then I'm capable of giving you,
let's say, another 5,000.

Who do I bump off?

Bump off? No, you're to photograph him.

Who?
My husband.

Even if you're more used to the former.

I don't quite understand.

If you wish to have photos of your husband,
there are enough photographers around.

From all sides.
But not what I want.

You're to photograph my husband naked.
I said it was a delicate matter.

You force me to be frank.
He's fucking his girlfriend in my bed.

I'd like every phase of this act
to be recorded.

They' re meeting at eight
in our house downtown.

Here's the key.

I trust you.

I put it in your hands.

I'm honoured by your trust,
but you don't need me for this game.

Who tells you for what game
I need who.

You shouldn't waste time
with such child's play.

I have a certain aim.

You think you'll achieve this aim
with my help?

Your absolute discretion
is the most important thing.

Who's your husband?

A bastard with millions. He owns
seven night-clubs and three bars.

A tax evader with pressed trousers.

His name is Tifiliro Ramos,

should that ring a bell.

Tifiliro Ramos. And I thought the whole
thing was too small for me.

You'll have to add a few extra grand.
Supposing

I do the job, the desired photos will be
shot and developed by me.

By what way will the prints reach you?

And who fulfills what we agreed upon
and pays me the remaining money?

I will.

Reliably?

Yes, tonight at 12 in the Mugano Club.
Tifiliro makes me...

...work.
- Work?

Yes, as a striptease dancer...

...and a bar hostess.

Rita!

Hello, Al Capone! How are you?

Fine, thanks.
You son-of-a-bitch. Where were you?

You should be ashamed.
Why?

You don't call in anymore.

Why do you think I'm here?
Because I can't live without you.

You're kidding.
I'm back on my feet again.

I'll pay you back what you lent me,
including diamonds from Cartier.

A big deal's in the offing.
Al Pereira's back, my dove.

Dear guests, you're about to see
the attraction of our house.

Sexy Rexi, the man-mad bomb.

Boy, you could make me forget
my fiancé.

This is my third night here and I'm still
dazed. She doesn't only love the turnover.

Mount her to reach the peak.

Ugh, how vulgar men are!

What a show! Mine's already burning.

Now she's blowing!

I think she could ensnare me.
I could fall for her.

Let me have a go. I'm better at it.

After lunch I got going and strolled over
to this Tifiliro Ramos' house,

which would enter soon after eight.

Everybody in Porto Santo, apart from me,
seemed to know this house.

It was on a huge estate, that must have
cost quite a few of the wangled millions,

in the middle of a wonderful park,
and seemed to be made for my task.

I of course had a very well conceived
plan in mind

and tackled the matter in an accordingly
tactical manner, i.e. the house.

With a trained eye I saw that l wasn't
observed from the ground or from the air.

This discovery calmed my high blood
pressure that had been caused by the fact

that I knew it was best not to tangle
with men like Ramos

by attracting their attention when they
are up to something they want to hide.

My fears soon proved to be unfounded.
There wasn't a soul about.

And the house, which made a dilapidated
impression upon closer inspection,

looked more like Sleeping Beauty's
castle than a gangster boss' love nest.

The certainty of fighting for the honour
of beautiful Madame Ramos,

who had swept me off my feet and would
shove 1500 dollars down my throat,

spurred me on in a task that didn't quite
correspond with my rank.

Do you want to see it?

Oh darling, what a beauty!
Okay, don't be silly.

Stop that cackling.

I was wondering what a face your wife
would make if she saw you like this.

That's why I sniggered at you.

Now I'm quite serious again.
I don't want to spoil our time together.

We have so little time.

Do you still love your pussy, sweetie?

Don't start with that.
I can demand more for my money.

Don't get angry, sweetie. I'll do it nice
and soft and cocky, my cock puller.

I said not that way. Go on, turn round!

This way would be nice. You like that.

Don't act like a beginner. l want
something professional for my money.

Now I'll just seal your mouth
with kisses, my little dirty boy.

The two were so taken up with their
business that you could have

fired a gun next to them
and they wouldn't have noticed.

So I loaded my gun.

Darling, you're so wild all of a sudden.
What are you doing with me?

Finally we're at sea.

You see, all you have to do
is tackle women properly.

There I had the old bastard with his
greedy purse before my telephoto lens,

including his blond chick.

No, don”: take my glasses off.
I won't be able to see anything.

How hot, I want you to be blind,
blind with passion.

I want you to feel me.

The carnival of Rio could have taken
place in the room they'd have banged on.

That was grist to my mill. I could snap
the little things I needed.

Not exactly for the family album.

But what did madame say,
to whom I warmed more and more?

In every single phase.

Once I'd got what I needed in the box,
I made off immediately.

I'm not the type to enjoy watching
another guy hump a girl.

But honestly, those were the easiest
7,500 dollars in my life.

I say!

It's midnight, I'm dot on time.

You see, I kept my word.
I'm just as punctual.

Have you got what I asked for?
Of course.

Wonderful.
Do you want to see it?

Actually
I think you can use it-.

I can use it but
Isn't that inconsequent.

Tifiliro doesn't actually have
a gift for love-.

Or what do you think?

That's why... oh, why look at the
pictures that break my heart.

Do you understand me?

What's it got to do with me?

Monsieur's very strict with me.

I've carried out your order.
It has its price.

I should say so.

We agreed you'd pay upon delivery.

In such a hurry? Tell me, aren't you
at all interested in women?

I can't imagine anything about me
interesting you apart from these photos.

Suddenly so modest, Monsieur Pereira.

It doesn't match the idea I had of you.

I was pleased to see you again

and to have such a lively discussion.
I was so keen to see you.

You're putting on an extremely
weak act.

I'm not getting anywhere.
That hurts.

I don't want to hurt you, but it isn't
so easy with a man of my experience.

I underrated you. Will you forgive me?

I immediately noticed
that you would be the right man for me.

You understand? I mean in connection
with my defenselessness.

You'd need a whole army of men.

You mean of qualified detectives
like you.

You're mean.
Why?

You know why.

Because I don't react to your curves?

As if I was after that. I'm no career
addicted busty film star.

But Cynthia Ramos, spoilt by her body,
who's made to work as a striptease dancer

by wicked Tifiliro, that's what
you wanted to say, didn't you?

Who makes the wildest contortions to
withhold the check from a poor detective.

You want to squeeze a bundle
of grand out of him with my help.

Only what I'm entitled to.

I only want what I'm entitled to.
Five bank notes with numbers on.

Algino, be a little more obliging.

Nothing doing. You're mistaken.

Your show's for TV, not for me.

You, too, have your bust in front
and your charming buttocks at the back.

Schnaps is schnaps and beer is beer.

Extremely witty.

Well then, take the check,
it's in front of you.

Now I'll have another look
at what I've seen in your show.

I'm looking forward to it.

Very good stuff.
Waiter, some more stuff.

The baby on the fur is the most exciting
kid in this joint. Only you're hotter.

Sing, Cynthia.
You'll be surprised.

Tifiliro wants to talk to you.
The waiter winked.

Come on, let's go.

Why do you laugh?

I'd like a screw with you.

Choose a nitwit. I feel like it too,
but I only do it with singers.

Stop it, Dieter, or the milk will turn.

I didn't lay him in the water
nor on land.

A long soak won't only soften your nut.

Stop fumbling me.

Get out or you'll be all spongy.

Singers are my fate.

See, you've forgotten the lyrics.

You're the one.
I'm not. Start again.

I've slipped.

You keep slipping, with the notes.

If you want to sing in court
you'll have to learn the lyrics.

I'll sing something much better.
Listen, darling.

Santa Lucia is my song,
you pinched it.

Hello, 2- 22 -25 please.

Pepe, hold your breath and listen to me.

Get rid of those negatives
and prints.

Yes, make them disappear. Do you get it
or is that above your head?

All that material never existed.

Hey, darling, what material?

It's none of your business.

Then go to hell.

Pepe, my son, the photo material
has to vanish into thin air.

Burn it all and put it in a paper bag.
Weigh the bag down with a stone.

Tie it all up with a string and
throw it into the sea.

Do as I say. You're responsible.

Yes, boss. I'm sorry, I'd love to do it,

but things aren't working your way.
We have a visitor.

Just a minute, I'll pass you on.

Monsieur Pereira,
Inspector Mendorsa speaking.

Hello, how are you, my friend?

Nice to hear you. lt's ages since we
Yes, that's right.

Pardon? Of course I'm looking forward
to seeing you. Of course I'll come.

I want to welcome you in my house.
Of course, that's understood. See you.

I've found the print proofs, boss.

You can go.

Boss, trouble's brewing.
I know.

Come in.
Welcome, Inspector. lt's me.

I can see. Good morning.

Come closer.

How are you, my dear friend?
Thanks. Better off than you, I'd say.

Oh, those photos.
That's just amateur stuff that

Your revolver and the gun license.

And the gun licence.

Too bad! Some of your photos
were found in the jacket pocket

of Tifiliro Ramos. But he had three
bullets in his back.

Things don't look rosy for you.

I only just heard about it.
lt's worth being sorry.

I swear, I read about his death in paper.
These photos were by commission.

I know, this commission isn't quite
But if you're up to here in debt

You showed him these photos
so you could blackmail him.

And when he wouldn't go along with it,
you bumped him off.

You lost your nerve,
that's easy to explain.

His picture. - Right, you accidentally
turned up beside the bed in which Ramos

was fucking the blonde and went click.

Listen, Inspector, Ramos' wife came to
me and asked me to take the pictures.

I took them to her in the club.
He forced her to work as a dancer.

You can come with me. She'll confirm
that she paid me for the photos.

Interesting, in that case Mrs. Ramos

works in night clubs and lets her husband
be photographed in tricky situations.

I don't know if you're taking the piss
out of me or if you're so imaginative

that you yourself believe this humbug.
Anyway, I'll take you to Mrs. Ramos.

Wait here.

What can I do for you?

Madame, sorry to disturb you a second
time. This is Algino Pereira.

He claims that he knows you.
Can you confirm that?

I beg you to tell him that you know me.

Madame, will you assure me again that
you are Tifiliro Ramos' widow?

Yes, I am.

Thank you, madame. The following
question is of vital importance to me.

Do you feel any doubt about
knowing this man?

No doubt at all. I know him.

You asked me

to take photos of your husband.
ls that right?

Did you ask him?

That's right.

He was to photograph my husband in a
situation in which he'd compromise himself.

You see?
I had a compelling reason.

Madame, please confirm that you
paid me for this job.

Thank you, very kind of you, madame.
Thank you.

Please don't mention it.

Please excuse me for not
accompanying you to the gate.

Let's go.

Hello, may I speak to Mrs. Olga Ramos.
I'm a friend of hers.

She's gone away? The house is sold?
I can hardly believe it. Are you sure?

Fine. Nothing I can do about it. Thanks.

Lola!
I'm here.

Well, my sweetie.
ls everything OK? Give us a kiss.

That's enough. And how's my
little pussy?

That Ramos woman has gone.
To the other end of the world, I hope.

Yes, but
Are you worried? Help me undress.

I love doing that. You know that opening
zips is my favourite occupation.

Annette, I already thought that stupid
Ramos woman had tricked us.

I love the scent of your pussy, Cynthia.

Did the old woman cough up the check?

She did, 40,000.
And she wrote to thank me

for opening her eyes about
such a loose person like you.

A brilliant idea of yours.
That half hour with that randy Ramos

wasn't half as bad as toothache,
and we've got the money.

Wow, what a hot tongue you've got.

Come on, Cynthia. Your sweetie
will do it for you as wild as ever.

Stop it, Lola.
All right, tell me about it.

She told the inspector that she'd
asked him to take the photos.

Then she took French leave
with Ramos' dough.

I tell you what. She killed him,
but that serves him right, the bastard.

Cynthia, you're mad to say such a thing.

Still makes me mad.
I won't forgive myself so easily.

Come on, kiss me.

Lola, you have such sweet buttocks.

Now you turn that thing for me.

We have our fun, don't we, sweetie?
To hell with men!

That's wonderful.

That makes me go crazy.

If my mother knew
how I earned my living.

Little crooks have a hard life
compared with big ones.

The little crooks have to be bigger than
the big ones, that's the difference.

If you sit here philosophizing you'll
only put on weight. Take that top off!

Brush up your image.

In the age of public relations
people want to see a handsome man.

My hat is my image.

A special offer from Wohnhof.
But I love it.

Put that away. Cigarette adds encourage
smoking as a rule.

You're too fat.
You must get rid of this flabby belly.

I'm going to take your boots off.
You can't lie in bed with dirty boots.

I don”: know if you deserve to
undo my shoelaces.

They're from Hilga's winter sales.
Cowboy imitation.

Not even twens wear such things.
And these socks!

Cheese. lt's high time a woman saw
to you or you'll run wild.

Are you the indispensable one?

In this case soap and water are
more indispensable than me.

Stop putting everything down.
I love my things.

What do you like better,
your boots or your socks?

It's hard to say.

I know you practice polygamy, but that
you're also heartless and cynical

What of it if I did love you?

You like my thick skin.

Most likely because I'm stupid or
masochistic. I'm not up to much either.

Yes you are. You're the most wonderful
woman I know.

That means thanks.
lt's true, believe me. I swear it.

You'd better not.
You'd go to prison for perjury.

Stay here. Now listen to me.
Yes?

I've got some money now.
Yes?

We could
Yes?

You could marry me.
Algino, no.

I am stupid, but I'm not crazy.

And when you see a pair of nice legs

Why legs? Don't remind me of that!

Legs! That man-murdering vamp.

I just don't get it.
I really am too stupid to see it.

Why does she think of me?

Why does she say she's Mrs. Tifiliro
Ramos when she isn't?

And why does the real Ramos woman
sign the checks.

The main thing is she signs them.
Yes, but listen to the rest.

Why does the real Mrs. Ramos say
she knows me and that she asked me

to take the photos that were found
on the dead body?

You're to be pitied.

To be pitied, exploited and drunk.

But you've got the dough.
Of course, it's here.

Two checks in the bank in cash
and 7,500 in bundles.

It pays after all to deal with women in
the underworld, doesn't it?

I like being twisted round someones
finger if necessary, you understand?

The girl is damn sexy.
Her stage name is Cynthia La Belle.

The name doesn't ring a bell.
Why should it?

I'm sure I never met the whore.
I don't know much about that business.

You once performed in the Copacabana.
She was there.

A brunette, a long fringe
and a snub nose.

Super sex, wonderful eyes.
Of course, you can't do without that.

And super lips.
Monsieur's fallen for the vamp.

You don't stop talking about her body.
That means you're in love.

You don't think so? Anyway, you're
mad about her and want to sleep with her.

By the way, I remember her.
You do?

She's cheeky and stupid.

I don't understand why you fall
for such an awfully cheap tart.

Cheap and slovenly. If you don't
notice that you must be damn

What?
...nuts.

Am I?
A hard on blows your mind.

What wisdom.

Honestly, old man, one dreams of being
a happy young bride

and you want to fuck. With those broads

Listen, I have other worries. I'd like to
know something about the real Mrs. Ramos.

Do you want to lay her too?
Don't be silly. If you'd seen her

I wouldn't put it past you.

Why did she say she knew me?
I don't understand it.

She only dreamt of you?
That's quite possible.

You're a son-of-a-bitch,
you're a sly dog, but I love you.

You're well advised.
You just have to fall in love with me.

Watch it, my narcissist,
or I'll pull off your dick.

Why not bite it?
One shouldn't stuff one's mouth.

Bitten off it's of no use.
Do you think it's of any use at all?

For I love it cute and small

Oh, my poor head.

Sleep!

Whoever you are, you're the wrong one.

Good evening, Monsieur Pereira.

Good evening, Mrs. Thingummy.

How are you?

Nice of you to ask. Th rough you
I got in quite

a tight corner.

Yes, I know.

How sweet of you to tell me.
I'm close to tears.

Shall I tell you something?

I escaped only thanks to a woman
who really is Mrs. Ramos.

I know.

Well, Miss Know-all. I'm pissed.

I'm a bit loaded.

I don't understand. Why are you here?

My head's buzzing.

I've come to ask you to forgive me.

Dare I hope you'll forgive me,
Monsieur Pereira? Or won't you?

Do you think that's the right way
to put me in a forgiving mood?

It isn't the most unpleasant way.

No, you're absolutely right.

Can I be sure of your consent?
I didn't mean to say that.

I shouldn't forgive you. You tell fibs,
you're sneaky, you play false.

You mustn't say that.

Whether I should or not, I can't help it.
You manage to make a wooden horse

get a hard-on.

You're great.

Why did you aim at getting me into bed?

Well, I was crazy about you.

My nice blue eyes tell that to the
marines! Do you think I'm mad?

When a cunning bitch like you tries go
get round me, you're aiming at something.

My dicky-boy is suspicious.
You're more cunning than a fox.

Beefcake, come with me.
Where to?

Even if it's at the end of the world.
If you're a man, you'll follow me.

Prove that you're more than
a miniature detective.

Yes, I have a thing about art.
I can see that.

Second-hand furniture is for
the petit bourgeoisie.

Except for beds. A person needs a bed.

All the paintings are by him. I sponsor
him, supply him with the necessary money.

This outsized daub confuses me.
lt's great.

Those figures, too.
I've nothing against the woman's thighs

but these strange animals. Why chamois,
deer, stylized dogs or unicorns?

He calls it “Ram Under the Lily”.

I can see, you don't like it here.

Yes, I do.
It would be great if you stayed here.

Come on then, let's make ourselves
feel comfortable.

Excuse me for a minute, I just want
to change into something more casual.

To honour you, sweetie.

More casual still?

Old sleepy-head!

I thought that was you.

I've dragged off that funny Mr. Pereira.
We've got to put him through it.

Right now? Or can it wait?

No, we've got to forge him as long as
he's hot. He's of iron.

Let's get going. See you.

Well I never! How casual can you get!

Don't you like my house dress?
O yes, yes, very much.

Pearls are said to be very flattering.

So you like the look of me?
Yes, of course.

I'm pleased to hear that.
What do you want from me?

I want you, that's all.
Why this frippery, suspenders, etc?

Because I noticed you're a proper man,
and a proper man needs such things.

What's up now?
Don't make me angry.

Listen, this is a fucking game
you're playing with me.

That the tricks with which you lead me
to believe you love me are a flop.

Give it up.
Why?

I don't pretend to be Robert Redford
or Alain Delon. Men of your type.

I'm getting to know your tricks.
I know what you want, to get round me.

Rien ne va plus, madame. Nothing doing.
Goodbye, my girl.

Don't you want to see Lola?
Lola?

Lola Montes? Painted by your protege,
or Marlene Dietrich, 1930, in the film?

What Lola?

A charming girlfriend. I'm sure you'll
like her. I'll introduce you.

Don't hesitate. I'm sure she'll be
pleased to meet you. She's so lonely.

Come on, be a sport!

Lola, this is my dear friend, Al Pereira.

Now I get it. You're the one I
photographed screwing Tifiliro Ramos.

Before he was dead. I took you
from the front and the back.

She didn't do that, sweetie.
Sit down, my pet.

Let's get this straight, sunny boy.
The big confession.

Lola is my girl.

I'm very fond of Cynthia
and she's fond of me.

And in between, the widow of the bastard
who's in heaven now was fond of us,

Olga Ramos. It was she
who gave me the order.

I had to pretend I was Mrs. Ramos and
order the photos so she could trap him.

He didn't only get trapped but pegged out.
And I'm sure she didn't want that.

And who's the dupe? When it's as dear
as day that you two murdered him.

No, that's against my honour.
I can't hurt a fly.

If we hadn't read it in the paper
we wouldn't know he was dead.

Fun, yes, but nothing like that.
In that case I'll take it back.

Carry on singing, blackbirds.
I'm sure there's more to sing about.

Let's continue. Once I had the photos,
what did we do?

Something that wasn't planned, eh?

We tried to blackmail Ramos with the
photos ourselves. Do you get it?

I'm flabbergasted.

He got scared because I'm not yet 18,
then he coughed up the dough.

He offered us quite some money.
And we'll go halves with you

if you promise to take part in our
next thing, on business.

Count me out.
A stupid decision. lt's dead sure.

I'll end up in prison for sure.

You silly-billy,
we'll protect you from that.

By running away, eh?

Yes, but the three of us.
From now on we'll do everything together.

Like an infernal trio.
Like in a good marriage.

What do you say now, darling?

Don't be so quiet.

You've succeeded. But just this once.
You're fantastic! Come on, buddy.

I'm all hot.
So am I.

Come off it!
Hell sent you two to me.

Heaven, I'd say, sweetie.
You'll hear the angels in a minute.

What are you laughing at, Cynthia?
Oh, just so.

Two people smooching
is the third one's joy.

Do the same.
I am, alone so to speak.

You're an ace, buddy.
What did I say, Lola?

Come on, sweetie, where's your fat Uncle
Dick? I'll get it out to go walkies.

Don't scream if I miss.
First come first served.

You see, that's what
the infernal trio's like.

We haven't had such a hot ride
for a long time, eh, Lola?

As soft as butter. And you?

That's very long. That's enough.

Shocks, you old rascal-.

Yes? Where's the fire?

If you stand behind it you can see me.
What?

It's a trick mirror. We want to take
Carlos Rivas for a ride with it.

He's a minister's son.
He's awfully hot for Lola.

His old man's rolling in money, we
needn't hesitate to get some out of him.

Carlos is harmless, a bit sluggish,

you have to perform a whole eastern
bazaar before he warms up.

But Lola will manage.

Take a closer look.
All right then.

Now go behind the mirror.

Damn it all. That's terrific.
The things they think up.

The thing really is transparent.
And you can hardly hear anything.

This couple of bitches. If I didn't
know I had brains I'd begin to doubt it.

You're so clever, I'm superfluous.
What do you need me for apart from

We need you. Each one has a job.
You operate the release. Click, click.

Rely on me.

In that case I'll fetch my camera.

That's essential if we want
to make business with the boy.

And when can we reckon with you?

As soon as I've said goodbye
to a very nice girl.

You bastard. You'll have a filthy time
if you don't keep your word, OK?

Everything OK?
Everything OK, boss.

All the better.

Then I'll reveal something to you.
How much do I owe you?

I mean roughly. How long is it
since you had your last pay?

Oh, one, two, three, four

Let's not exaggerate.
Are you satisfied with $600?

I think so, boss.
OK, you can have it right away-.

Can you really manage it, boss?

Here, my boy.
You'll give me a receipt, OK?

A what?
Yes, in case something happens to me.

Good heavens!
I'm satisfied with your work.

You went through thick and thin with me,
even if you're no great light.

You'll be a great detective, like me.

Do you have a revolver?
Of course.

Does it work?
I guess so.

What caliber?
I'm afraid I don't know.

Does it shoot?

It was blocked once. The thing should
bang and not smoke, shouldn't it?

Take the one in my drawer.

He was in on it. Get going, my boy!

I will.

Listen to me, don't blow all the money
in the brothel, you rogue.

Good evening, Rita. A rum, please.

How's Ralph?
Don't ask. He no longer exists for me.

Hello, Rita, my angel. Since when
do you flirt with cops?

Good evening.
My dear friend.

How are we doing?

You've devoted yourself to the vice.

No, to establishing the truth.
That's why I'm looking for you.

I have a surprise for you.

A surprise?

We've found the murderer.

Do I know him? Who is it?

Mrs. Olga Ramos killed her husband.
She was the sole heiress.

A witness informed me.

Is she in prison?

In Mexico.
The bitch.

And you had it in for me.
Rita, rum for the inspector,

let's drink to me not being the murderer.
Thanks, I must go.

Just a toast.
No, thanks. I'm on duty. Goodbye.

At last, Carlos.
You're pleased?

You bet. We kept on talking about you.
Oh, you have a visitor!

My best friend, Marquise of Chevrolet.

Marquise, I'm Carlos Rivas.

A sip of bubbly from the Champagne?

I don”: drink as a rule, but here I can”:
refuse. Lola: Vive la France!

A delicious drop. It stimulates,
makes you lose your inhibitions.

Drink a lot of it then.

Would you like to take something off?
lt's quite warm here.

Go on, undress me.

I feel like a prince.

You're such super bunnies.
Do you realize that?

And you're my harem.

Come on, get up, pasha!

I want to see his willie!

The neighbours are already complaining.

The mirror's talking to us.
lt's not the neighbours.

But a mirror can't talk.

It is the mirror. I'm not drunk.

Mirror, mirror on the wall

A bucket full of champagne.

And stop just staggering around.

Goodbye! How right you are.

Get on with it!
lt's high time you performed.

Turn him round so I can focus
on his dick, you beginners!

Have you ever seen anything like it?
Come on, Carlos, be a man!

If you go about it so clumsily
you'll never get his willie up.

I say, they'll never get
that giggle stick up.

Get going with the bellows!

At last. Blow, girl, blow!

This isn't a shampoo advertisement.

What's Daddy doing?
He's working.

Working?

Works no disgrace.

She made it.

Your minister's son robbed me
of my last nerve.

What about us?
I thought he'd never leave.

I'll be off then, to my office
to develop the photos.

I'll bring them to you in the morning.
You do that.

Nothing left.

Well, I hope your performance
is sufficient for blackmail.

It wasn't such a super show.

Goodbye, my little innocents.
A little kiss for your dear uncle?

Goodbye, we've got over that.

Alone at last.

And on holiday. I'm sure our
big boss will splash out this time.

We'll let our little man stew in his own
juice. I'm sure he'll find a way out.

Hands up, Monsieur!

No fooling about or you'll have a dozen
and not only 3 bullets in your paunch.

This time it's no mistake,
we've got the proof.

What are you talking about, Inspector?
About you committing a crime.

You'll hardly succeed in proving
your innocence.

So you'd better immediately make
a full confession.

Really, I'm completely
Come to your senses.

This time you're the murderer. There's
no doubt that you committed the crime.

But I really don't know why

You know very well. Last night
Carlos Rivas' body was found.

Three bullets in his back
and your revolver next to him.

Your revolver which you personally
picked up at the police station last night.

I don't understand how the damn thing

What, dear Pereira, do you
question about it?

Who put it next to the body?

You could have done it
in a state of confusion,

when your attempted blackmail failed
and you shot him down with three shots.

There's no doubt that you
tried to blackmail him.

Why would you have taken compromising
photos of the minister's son

if you didn't want to make money by it
for yourself and for others?

A second possibility would be

that you got involved in a game with
people you're no match for and who

won't hesitate to liquidate you.

Here, in your photos I discovered a girl.

This brunette with a page-boy cut,
whom we've known for some time

but can't arrest because she works for a
major crime syndicate that protects her.

Did she murder him or did you?

Crime syndicate, are you sure?

Ramos belonged to the same gang.

And because he became a nuisance,
they killed him.

Now please come along.

If you know all that,
why don't you flush them out?

Small fry is arrested and the big guys
are let go. That's how it is.

Because the big guys are stronger than me
and I have to see where I come in.

You're coming with me.

Get in.
Make it snappy.

That whore, that dirty bitch!
I'll give her the works!

Let go of me! You're to let go
so I can wring her neck.

To the police station.
Get moving, Henry.

Pereira, I couldn't change it.
Why not?

I'm sorry.
I can fully understand your situation.

Therefore I'd like to make a suggestion.
What then?

It may well have been that I didn't
catch you at home just before,

that I'd let you get out now

so you can get even with the lady.
Would that suit you?

Yes, but
Henry, pull up Get out!

You really mean
Go on!

I want to know if he's a fool or a crook.
Keep an eye on him from now on.

I'm left in a pickle once more. I'm free.

I can perform the big act of revenge.

Yes, but how?
I'm absolutely furious.

That impertinent mug saw the cops
make me comply with their orders.

That I was taken to
where she belongs.

I've still got that silly cow with her
pearly smile in my system.

It prevents me from thinking. I must
find out if my revolver's still at Rita's.

Are you asleep, my little marmot?

Alex, leave the revolver where it is.
ls there trouble brewing again?

More than that, Rita. I'm most likely
the biggest fool there is.

What's up? Of course it was here.
You put it in there yourself.

Rita, that where's taken me in,
she's taken the piss out of me.

Al, l warned you. I know her kind.
I'll finish her off.

No, you won't succeed, darling.
Don't be stubborn.

Don't go. I'll help you get out of it.

No, Rita. No man can bear.
being a wimp all the time.

That just slipped out"
Don't do anything silly.

Forget that girl. If you want to revenge.
yourself, not that way, you'll get killed.

Listen to me, don”: do it, for my sake"
You'll go under.

Darling, I must do it..
Don't go, Al.

You blockhead, you're running after.
that whore, you idiot.

I don't want to see you here anymore"
I'll throw you out!

Oh no, don't, Rita!

Yes, boss, OK. We'll be at your place.
tomorrow in the late afternoon.

The Rivas business is settled.

That went off very well"
Send the car to all right then.

Hi, darling.

I've just spoken to our boss"
He's expecting us tomorrow.

The bell went. Will you go"
Yes.

Go next door and creep up
from behind if necessary.

You expected me least of all, .
you beast, your dirty woman.

Now we'll get even. Now you'll pay"
Why?

Why? Because you're due"
Count to three

Did you hear that?

I'm not deaf.

Shall we go up?.
Not yet.

The poor wimp, why so aggressive?
I know.

He was quite a nice buddy really"
A bit stupid, but

He isn't dead. He's just unconscious.

But we must get out of here..
We can't waste time with him. Hurry up!

Yes, I'll get dressed.

I'm sorry, but I have to beat it.

Sugar daddy, how can you be so stupid?

Now I'm curious. You wait here.

You're a fool, and you'll remain a fool.