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Yes

What is it?

-A package, sir - What is it?

I don't know, Monsieur

BeIkis!

- Yes, sir? - Who brought this box?

- A rider, Monsieur. - When?

Tonight, just now

A man or woman?

I don't know. It was dark

Did this person of unknown sex say anything when Ieaving the package?

Yes, sir. That it wouId heIp with your work

The book I'm writing on DeIacroix?

ProbabIy, sir. I don't know

Had you ever seen them before?

No, Monsieur

But it's someone who knows me?

I don't know, Monsieur

BeIkis?

Yes, Monsieur

Have you anything for toothache?

There are dentists in Marrakech, in the medina

who puII out your teeth with pIiers

GRADIVA (It's Gradiva who is calling you)

The package you were given Iast night contained a box of sIides

Yes, Monsieur

- You knewthat? - No, Monsieur

They were exactIy the same make as I use in my machine

How couId someone know the requirements of a projector

-... so oId-fashioned? - I don't know, sir

Do peopIe come in whiIe I'm away?

I don't know, Monsieur

It's said...

that Iong ago, the Pasha of Tazert, in the morning...

his eyes stiII dreamy, wouId impaIe the femaIe parts

of the IittIe concubines

whose nightIy service hadn't entireIy satisfied him

It seems Iike the pain I'm suffering ...amuses you

Haven't you got a heart?

WeII?

I don't know, Monsieur

CaIm down

That's fine

We'II have a proper Iook Iater

GentIy, gentIy

VoiIa! And now I'm here

And I'm writing

I'm writing...

that I'm not here

That I'm wandering through the Iabyrinth of the medina

Iooking for...

Iooking for an object, a IittIe...

Iost...

UnIess, once again, it concerns my doubIe

Can I heIp find what you want?

Yes. Listen...

I was supposed to meet a woman here. Ayoung bIonde woman

I'm surprised she's not here

If a young bIonde woman had come in Monsieur

I think I'd have noticed

May I ask this person's name?

In aII honesty, I don't reaIIy know

Ah, I see

In any event, I can show you some gifts for young Iadies

SiIver Berber neckIaces, sIave braceIets, indiscreet jeweIry...

Right now, I'm Iooking for a woman, not gifts

I can heIp you there as weII

I know exceIIent houses of pIeasure

I'm meeting a specific individuaI

Specific and nameIess

Listen, whiIe you're waiting, I can show you authentic harem items

from gentIe to most crueI

Executioner's axes a century oId

as weII as instruments for more intimate torture

If you know what I mean

A century...?

That's not so oId

AII the more interesting

The fact that it's so near to us makes things more exciting

I can even get you into private performances

of a somewhat... speciaI nature

No, I'm aIready Iate for my rendez-vous. Thanks

Here, my friend. For God's grace

Thank you

TeII me, did anyone go into this shop just before me?

No, sir, onIy you in the Iast haIf an hour

You didn't see a young bIonde woman just before me?

AIas, sir, my eyes died centuries ago

But man or woman, bIonde or brunette, I'd have heard

No one's gone in, you can trust me

I made a mistake then

They're fakes, of course

You're an expert?

A bit, a bit

I know an antique deaIer who'II seII you

genuine DeIacroix drawings

Since you're interested

How do you know what interests me?

The bIind are gifted with second sight

Come with me. You can trust me

I don't know the exact address, but I'II find it. Let's get a taxi

- This isn't a taxi! - It's a taxi, trust me

His cab sign is being fixed at the eIectrician's

I recognized it right away from the sound of its motor

- The motor's off... - It is now

But I heard it when it puIIed up and parked

Put on my dark gIasses

The antique deaIer is an important and very secretive man

He doesn't Iike anyone knowing exactIy where his treasures are hidden

They're compIeteIy opaque, these gIasses

Oh, I wouIdn't know

I'm totaIIy bIind, you know

As for the beautifuI bIonde Iady you saw enter the shop

they say that the Medina

harbors the ghost of a IoveIy goIden-haired girI

beheaded at the beginning of the Iast century

for having been seduced by a Frenchman passing through

Perhaps you noticed that...

her gracefuI steps made no sound touching the ground?

That's quite possibIe, maybe

WeII, maybe it's her that you saw

In any case you'II easiIy find in aII the souvenir shops

the axe the executioner beheaded her with

Many different modeIs exist, in different shapes

to satisfy connoisseur's varied tastes

Some stories say it wasn't an axe at aII

but a saber or even a simpIe dagger

AII are avaiIabIe in the souks, with certificates of authenticity

Right... We're here

Give me my gIasses

Go up the steps just in front

The door's ajar. Push it. Turn right

Ayoung servant girI, very discreet, wiII meet you

I'II wait in the taxi, which you'II need to get back

You can pay Iater

CouId I...

Listen, Justine...

you're stiII so young

You needn't be so meIodramatic. I'II show you

Sometimes it's even very...

Enough! She'II obey!

We paid for her

I expected you. I was warned, of course

PIease share our modest meaI, as you haven't Iunched

It's nearIy over...

Oh, that's right, I forgot. A IittIe dentaI probIem

We'II Iook into that as weII

I'm a bit of a surgeon too. In this business, it can be usefuI

CIaudine. Come here

Let's Iook at these watercoIors you're so interested in

You're to show us the jeweIs from our secret stock

Madame EIvira wiII take care of the girI

Persuasion is her Ieast deniabIe speciaIity

WouId you prefer a gentIer method?

For me, personaIIy, yes, of course

Go on, showthe way, and don't meddIe in this

Training ceII number 7

The severe method

No permanent marks on the more interesting areas

Don't worry. We won't damage your fragiIe IittIe virgin

We'II give her back intact, smiIing, accepting everything obedientIy

You're charming and pretty but don't think your youthfuI appeaI...

wiII sheIter you from your fate

Doctor AnatoIi is a sentimentaIist

UnfortunateIy I'm the mistress here

We have here, among other things, a schooI of dance and drama

Afinishing schooI for young girIs

destined for careers in cinema, fashion, deIuxe commerce or escort service

as weII as modeIs for photographers or painters

These young Iadies must be rehearsing an improvisation

Learning to scream, it seems, is one of the most difficuIt things

AII these drawing show just how far DeIacroix

was sensuaIIy attached to his gracefuI modeI

whom he was doubtIessIy ravishing between poses

Something bothers me about their authenticity

There's no other exampIe of this kind of erotic detaiI

in his other Moroccan sketch books

The nearIy scandaIous nature of these sketch books

kept them sheItered from prying eyes

Either by the artist himseIf

or by the pasha who coveted the beauty

beIieving he had rights over her

unwiIIing to see her in the arms of another

A Frenchman, moreover

No one's ever mentioned this Moroccan affair of Eugene DeIacroix

You'II be the first to do so, my dear John

The rediscovery of the two missing sketchbooks

wiII shake up the whoIe art worId

Harder!

Harder!

Harder!

How do you know my name?

Every expert knows your name and works, Monsieur Locke

- I've never pubIished - You were just getting ready

And as you're on the traiI don't teII me it's by chance

that you've set up your research Iaboratory

on the exact spot...

where the final drama took place

And what pIace is that?

Tazert's oId Casbah, haIf in ruins today

What couId one do there, other than research our Eugëne's Gradiva?

- You caII her Gradiva? - Her name was LeiIa

but notice the care with which the artist

painted her foot in its pecuIiar position

The young DeIacroix might weII have seen the bas-reIief

aIIegedIy Pompeian, in the Vatican museum

and made the connection himseIf with the beIoved IittIe foot...

of his gracefuI modeI

Harder

And what do you mean by ''finaI drama''?

Don't pIay the fooI, Mr John Locke

You sureIy know better than any of us about this distressing story

It's cIearIy not about the eruption of Vesuvius

but rather the execution of the very seductive LeiIa

Punished for having Ioved a passing foreigner

That's something eIse

Some of Fernand Cormon's studies for his ''La Favorite Dèchue''

I thought you were going to say it was a sketch

done on the spot during his beIoved mistress' execution

Don't joke, Monsieur

These horribIe things happened

And probably still do

I'II give you a painkiIIer

to reIieve your toothache and bring proIonged reIief

It's in a very sugary drink to avoid any hypogIycemic vertigo

Remember, you've not eaten since morning

Then you'II rest in a discreet hoteI that's part of our estabIishment

No, don't worry. It'II pass

Sweet CIaudine wiII take you to the hoteI

It's a bit unusuaI but our very best room

Here's the key to your room

It's number 13

I hope you're not superstitious

Go on John, it's for the best

You're not armed?

No, of course not!

Your first time here?

Yes, it's my first time

But...

Then take this, as an identification symboI

Don't go anywhere without it

Nine...

Ten...

EIeven...

TweIve...

No, Iet go of me!

I didn't do anything wrong!

Where was I?

What are you doing?

As you see, I'm writing

And to whom, if you don't mind me asking?

Oh, I don't know. To myseIf, in a sense

I'm writing my memoirs. I'm teIIing my own Iife story

That makes no sense

You're much too young

You've not Iived

No, an oId soIdier...

writes his memoirs about meeting de GauIIe...

-...or Winston ChurchiII - No. That was in another time

One wrote about one's past Iife. It wasn't at aII creative

The thing then was to Iie

so as to arrange things to one's advantage

''We set out as 500...''

''but with rapid reinforcements we reached the port 3000 strong''

When in reaIity...

the poor Iads, seeing it was going wrong

disappeared down the side streets

and what he caIIs the troops arriving at the port

were two baIdies and three stubbIe-heads!

Now, that's aII over with

You've got to write your memoirs as soon as possibIe

and project yourseIf into the future with an epic 700-page voIume

pubIished by Fayard, making you an instant ceIebrity

It's onIy after that

you can easiIy become a romantic singer

admiraI of the fIeet

subversive psychoanaIyst in a mass-market fashion magazine

or... the worId's underwater spear-fishing champion, eh?

And us, in your account of the future

We're in there, too?

AnatoIi, me, Madame EIvira?

But of course, because it's a true story

I can't make you disappear by magic

An exampIe

If I write that the bIonde man who's foIIowing and watching me

isjust now riding slowly along on a big shiny motorcycle

weII... it immediateIy becomes reaIity

Are you a IittIe mad?

Not at aII!

Madness wouId be...

to aIIow externaI events to happen without intervening

BeIkis!

Yes, Monsieur?

Who put this photo on my tabIe?

I don't know, Monsieur

Did anyone come in whiIe I was in town?

I don't know, Monsieur. It's a big house

Does anyone beside me have a key?

Yes, of course

- The IandIord. - You know him?

No, Monsieur, he Iives far away from here

- Where, exactIy? - I don't know, Monsieur

Ahhh! ''I don't know, Monsieur. I don't know, Monsieur''

Just what do you know?.

What use are you to me?

What are you good for? WeII?

For what?

I don't know, Monsieur

Leave me aIone ...for now

PIease

Yes, Monsieur

Aren't you coId at night in such a Iight dress?

It's been so Iong, aIas

since my body has feIt either hot or coId

This attire, henceforth, is mine for eternity

This was my execution dress

The bIoodstains, though, have disappeared

My innocence washed the bIood from my wounds

Who are you?

I was a white sIave

from AndaIusia, where I spent my chiIdhood

and probabIy before that

even further back stiII

Why ''I was''?

Because ''I am'' no Ionger

You're no Ionger a sIave. So they freed you, then?

In one sense, yes

they freed me by the bIade

But I'm stiII a sIave

OnIy now, it's of my past

What do you mean?

That spirits are condemned for aII time

to repeat their tragic destiny

Didn't you knowthat, John Locke?

You know my name

As you know mine

CouId you be the one the Iegend speaks of...

who posed for the French painter more than a century ago?

A century ago, two centuries ago...

or ten centuries and aII the centuries of centuries

untiI time has ceased to fIow

Did you know Eugëne DeIacroix?

Yes

To my sorrow

I knew him

He caIIed me...

Gradiva

I don't know why

- Now, I have to go. - WiII you return to sing...

in the ruins tomorrow night?

There's no tomorrow night

AII nights are the same night

The one when the dagger pierced my fIesh

You shouIdn't question me further

TaIking to the dead brings bad Iuck

Didn't you knowthat, John Locke?

What are you doing there? StiII asIeep at this hour!

Get up

Yes, Monsieur. Forgive me

I had a horrid dream

Too much dreaming's out of fashion

Yes, Monsieur. I'II stop it

Ayoung Iady friend of yours

Thank you

- I don't want to disturb you - Not at aII. Sit down

But you're with a friend

What do you mean? I'm aII aIone here

You know, I'm not reaIIy sure who you are

But I remember quite weII meeting you at a friend's party

and found you charming

But where was it exactIy?

Come on, it was Iast night, at AnatoIi's

The antique deaIer who has the sketches attributed to DeIacroix

That does ring a beII

You're a friend of Georgios AnatoIi

interested in orientaIist painters' Iove Iives. Fascinating

But Georgios is no antiquarian. Who toId you that?

He's an art Iover and a coIIector of aII sorts of things

And a director as weII

Hey, you must come see me perform tonight

You're an actress?

Yes...

a sort of actress

I don't act every day, thank God

Tomorrow I pose for fashion photos by the sea

Essaouira, you know it?

An ancient city the French once caIIed Mogador

Your dear DeIacroix stayed there with a ravishing Moroccan, a LeiIa

Who met a tragic end

Come with me there. I'II show you her grave

- DeIacroix never went to Mogador - Oh reaIIy!

Sketchbooks were recentIy found, with scenes drawn in the oId town

You said you perform tonight. What theatre?

The GoIden TriangIe

It's not a typicaI theatre. And ''secret''

But any taximan in the know wiII get you there. For a tip

Come at ten. Ask for Madame EIvira, the boss

Say you're Georgio's friend and CIaudine sent you

And now I've got to run

LoveIy to have seen you again. I'm sure you'II Iove the show

And we can have a drink after

See you tonight

By the way, I forgot...

Doctor AnatoIi gave me this for you

It's great for toothaches

- What are you doing here? - Nothing, Monsieur

Waiting for the bus home

The waiter is my uncIe. He gave me some water

- You had errands in town? - Yes, Monsieur

- You forgot to teII me? - No, Monsieur

After you Ieft I remembered things we needed

I'm going back, too

WouId you Iike a ride?

I don't know, Monsieur

Come on, then

It's an order

Yes, Monsieur

- You'd rather caress white skin? - What do you mean?

She's meeting you tonight

She kissed your mouth when she Ieft

Not my mouth. My nose

So you spy on me now?.

And it was just a IittIe kiss

Dry and friendIy

Monsieur...?

Yes?

Do you tie her to the bed to do things?

That might be quite nice

- What do you think? - I don't know, Monsieur

Nothing eIse to say?

Be wary of that young woman. She sIeeps with your IandIord

How do you know?.

- Do you know her? - No, Monsieur

So...? TaIk

This morning, just after you Ieft a poIiceman came

A Commissaire Mahmet or something

Showed me that woman's photo

Asked if she'd been to see you

It was him who toId me she was the IandIord's mistress

But why?

What's the connection?

- What's he want, this cop? - I don't know, Monsieur

Do you Iike me kissing you?

I don't know, Monsieur

I feeI a IittIe drowsy... and my vision's bIurry

This toothache is exhausting me. I need to think

I'm going to take a IittIe waIk to cIear my mind

- Prepare dinner for seven. - Yes, Monsieur

She gave you a medicine to drink. It was poison

Since you cIaim this pretty Iady Ioves me

why wouId she want to poison me?

She's obeying someone eIse. And some poisons kiII onIy the souI

- You're taIking nonsense. - Yes, Monsieur

No, Monsieur

I feeI much better

I'II be abIe to waIk

- Is dinner ready? - Yes. It's waiting

Fine. Let's go

- Shine the torch on me. - Yes, Monsieur

- What's this chain? - I don't know, Monsieur

- What time is it? - Nine o'cIock, Monsieur

CaII me a taxi. I have to go into town

No, Monsieur

Yes, Monsieur

PIease don't go, Monsieur

I have to go

I don't know why

-Are you the taxi I rang for? - Of course

- I don't see a meter - It's being repaired

And you haven't asked me where I want to go

You have to see the show at the GoIden TriangIe at ten

How did you know?.

AII taxi drivers work for the poIice

Didn't you know, John Locke?

What's this about?

OrientaIist shows are banned, in principIe

But they're toIerated if the theatres coIIaborate

Like high-cIass whores

Naked young actresses furnish precious information

on cIients' iIIegaI activities

Traffic in fresh meat...

the usuaI criminaI tendencies

And it's the poIice who pay the taxis?

What do you mean?

The Iast time you drove me I didn't have to pay

Last time? This is the first time I've driven you, Mr Locke

Are you armed?

No, of course not

Fine, you can go in

I want to speak to Madame EIvira

WeIcome, Monsieur Locke

OrientaIists are aIways weIcome at our shows

And your presence here is a great honor

You fIatter me, Madame

Joujou wiII take you to your seat

You Iike my IittIe pupiI?

She's been whipped?

Why is that?

PIease! It's just make-up

Our actresses are waitresses during intermission

wearing the costumes they performed in onstage

That's strange

They Iook Iike fresh weIts from a reaI whipping

Our make-up girI's an artist

It's a shame you weren't here for the evening's first tabIeau

There were two magnificent bIack horses onstage

Take Monsieur Locke to Commissaire Mahdi's tabIe

Introduce them with the respect they deserve

Remember what happens if you commit the Ieast mistake!

Yes, Mistress, I remember

You can touch, to see if they're reaI or not

Those are make-up, obviousIy. The reaI ones are on the other side

Much cIoser to the pubis

When my mistress is very excited she whips my privates

to make me scream

Your skin is very soft

Is it very painfuI?

Yes, a bit. There, where the strap hit too hard

What did you do wrong?

I broke a gIass serving a drink with my hands chained together

That can't be very practicaI

No, but it's fun. And the orientaIists Iove it

Professor John Locke, Commissaire Mahdi ben Mochrane

Top marks, my girI. You've Iearned your Iesson weII

Not too hard on the Ieft side, Commissaire. It's a bit sore

PIease

How kind of you, my dear Mr Locke

to have agreed to this interview

- What? But you never... - Oh yes, I did

AdmittedIy in a somewhat devious manner

to maintain the courtesy and hospitaIity due visiting foreigners

I don't understand

- What do you want? - It's nothing reaIIy...

LikeIy a series of sad coincidences

Second tableau

''La Favorite Dèchue'' by Fernand Cormon

Let's taIk straight

Some pretty girIs disappeared from and around a mountain viIIage

very cIose to your residence

One appears to have been raped

and then murdered in a crueI fashion

What's more...

we've found your fingerprints on the handIe of a dagger

the bIade of which was...

stained with human bIood

A woman's, in fact, to be more precise

Thank you

Third tableau

''The Death of Gradiva'' by Edouard Manneret

Drink

I want to have your opinion on my new discoveries

Since you're so interested in DeIacroix's horses

I have to show you these sketches

which are very personaI, if you know what I mean

I might even be inspired by them for my next performances

You see...?

They're cIearIy studies for ''The Massacre at Scio''

which must have comprised a series of paintings

You've seen this one

You feeI unweII, Mr Locke?

LeiIa

- Gradiva. - No

Our star isn't caIIed LeiIa, but Hermione

Her cIear Iikeness to the young white sIave

who posed for DeIacroix

inspired our writer to use her in a few tabIeaux

executions or preIiminary torture

more or Iess connected to her tragic end

of which exist, as you know, many versions

It's Iate...

I must Ieave you

I have to go...

to the cemetery as I do every night

to pray at the graveside of that other me

my accursed twin sister

Forgive me, sir

but at times you resembIe, in a horrid way, her kiIIer

What does it mean, this story...

about the cemetery and the murdered twin?

- Nothing at aII. She's raving. - TeII me more!

Ignore her

Hermione acts strangeIy these days

She never had a sister, Iet aIone a twin

is on the terrace of the Lost Cats Cafè

Three nights ago, she was attacked backstage

Nothing serious, it happens sometimes with...

...with sIightIy unstabIe fans

But she imagines that she met that night

the sadistic criminaI sought by the poIice

who that night stabbed, not her stomach

but that of her doubIe

An imaginary doubIe, of course

Doctor AnatoIi, who was her tituIar Iover, before I arrived,

is keeping a cIose eye on her neurosis

He thinks she may be acting

This criminaI, you mention

is it true I Iook Iike him?

Who knows? No one's ever seen him

You must get to sIeep

Our car wiII take you home

The bIue taxi?

Why do you say that?

There are no bIue taxis in Marrakech

As for Mogador

the photographer wiII pick us up at the Lost Cats Cafè

at ten on the dot

You waited for me?

Yes, Monsieur

I feared you'd never return

Monsieur?

Yes

If it wouId give you pIeasure...

Yes, go on...

What I meant...

You can whip me, if you want to

AII the men do that, with their IittIe bed sIave

To punish you for what?

I don't know, Monsieur

They aIways find a reason

GirIs are bad...

and must be whipped sometimes to remind them who they beIong to

You'd Iike that?

I don't know

Monsieur?

Yes?

At night...

What about it?

The song you hear, at night, through the window...

- You know where it comes from? - No. But it's not from here

What do you mean?

It's neitherArab nor Berber

And so?

It's Death, Monsieur, who is caIIing you

Do you Iove me?

Oh, yes, Monsieur

CIaudine's not here?

She Ieft something important behind

But she'II be right back

Do you modeI for fashion shoots, too?

Yes. Sometimes I do, for fashion, or...

or other things

But not reaIIy

- I'm an actress - Yes, I know

- I saw you onstage Iast night. - That's right! How awfuI!

No, but the theatre's not my mètier either

So, you're in fiIm?

Neither fiIm nor theatre. No, I'm...

a dream actress

Sounds interesting

What does it invoIve?

As the name suggests, I act in peopIe's dreams

How can you do that?

In the most naturaI way

The dream worId is as reaI as the waking worId

Didn't you know that?

You mean it's just as materiaI, just as tangibIe?

Indeed, yes

Perhaps even more so

Your questions are strange

In fact, the dream worId is just Iike the reaI worId

It's an exact doubIe, its twin

It has...

characters, objects, words, fears, pIeasures, dramas

But everything there is infiniteIy more vioIent

Erotic dreams?

AII dreams are erotic. That's what's so exciting for actors

It must be a difficuIt craft

It can be Iearned

There are schooIs, exams, dipIomas

And the nonprofessionaIs are quickIy eIiminated

What's taught in these schooIs?

AII sorts of things

PhysicaI acting, voice training, narratoIogy, psychoanaIysis

penaI Iaw, orientaIist painting, the principaI of causaIity

contradiction as the motor of history

Why penaI Iaw?.

We have to know exactIy what's IegaI and what's not

and the penaIties

Dreams are strictIy monitored by the poIice

You know, for exampIe, anything invoIving minors

young boys or prepubescent adoIescents is strictIy forbidden

And it's a pity

I knew a gorgeous young girI

who wanted to act in a big-budget sado-Iesbian dream

The writer agreed, her parents and Iawyers agreed

but the producer was intransigent. Invoking his moraI responsibiIity

chiId Iabor Iaws, heaIth risks, and I don't know what

MoraIs! He didn't give a damn!

In reaIity he was just worried about his cash

I find that shocking. Don't you?

Yes, yes, of course

But...

Murder... is that permitted?

HappiIy, yes

IncIuding aggravated murder with unIawfuI imprisonment and torture

That's aII that's Ieft to ban

Mind you, they did try a few years ago

A high-minded government, during an eIection

That caused a riot in the profession

But, with the threat of a generaI strike

and occupation of the coIIective unconscious

the governing powers puIIed back

Can you imagine?

Nobody wouId be abIe to dream anything anymore

Doctors said that peopIe wouId die en masse

That's ignoring the rich

who wouId just reIocate their dreams to oneiric paradises

which fIourish in the MiddIe East or the Bahamas

To save face, the government decided

the costIiest dreams wouId Iose their fuII NationaI HeaIth cover

DoubIe standards as usuaI!

I find it totaIIy unacceptabIe. Don't you?

Sure. Of course. But...

teII me, these dreams...

-...you invent them for peopIe? -Ah no, not at aII, no...

The pubIic don't want that

There are writers who speciaIize in that

They're caIIed oneirographers

And they earn a pretty good Iiving

Who coIIects their royaIties?

The Writer's GuiId, as usuaI

It quaIifies as mentaI representation rights

But the actors, they too

have government agencies to distribute royaIties aIso

Of course. How stupid of me

In confidence, MademoiseIIe Hermione

have you ever acted in my dreams?

Of course

Often, in fact

ParticuIarIy, since you've been Iiving in Morocco

In fact, that's why...

you recognized me so quickIy Iast night, and caIIed me LeiIa

Do you remember?

The soIe of my foot raised up...

verticaIIy...

Do you remember, John Locke?

Excuse me. I'm a bit Iate

We'II pick up the photographer on the way

- Are you tired? - Yes, a bit. It's nothing

I sIept very badIy Iast night, that's aII

- Did you have nightmares? - That's a big word

I have dreams, Iike everyone eIse

CarefuI. The poIice are watching you

Yes, I know. It's nothing serious

I don't agree with you

Commissaire Mahdi Ioaned us his car and driver

Come on dear friend. The sea is caIIing you

That bIind beggar there, isn't he our driver?

You can see he is

Here's poor Gradiva's grave

Eight

Nine

Room tweIve

Ten...

EIeven...

Thirteen

Fourteen

- Come in, John. I've been waiting - No, I'm sorry. It's a mistake

I can't find my room

But I wasn't trying to force the Iock on the door next to mine

Besides, I didn't know that this one was yours

No, don't get upset. It's aII going as pIanned

Come in, since you have no other choice

Come in

You're not working tonight?

Ah no. The photo session's over. Thank God

No, I didn't mean that

But your strange profession as dream actress

That must be more of a night job, I wouId imagine

Not entireIy

But tonight, as it happens, I'm working

Which is to say, I'm performing... right now

What do you mean?

You're sIeeping right now, John

In room tweIve

And I'm pIaying...

a character...in the dream you so innocentIy wandered into

In fact, I'm indisputabIy the heroine

This is absurd!

I'm Iooking for my room I'm definiteIy not dreaming

- Prove it to me, then. - Just Iook at your cIothing...

You dream you're Eugëne DeIacroix

on one of those amorous adventures he was so fond of

And this adventure is me

But... it goes wrong

Watch out

Okay. So, this is a joke...

I'm sIeepy and I shouId get back

Oh no, John, it's not a joke

Anyway, there is no room 12 in this hoteI

which is in the universe of our dreams

In the ''reaI'' hoteI, in the conscious worId

which we checked into, Iast night

it's obviousIy room 13 that's missing

As in every estabIishment

frequented by superstitious American tourists

You even said so when we arrived

DepIoring that the hoteI in which you'd be sIeeping

didn't overIook the sea, unIike this one

Your room is probabIy just on the other side

That's what I'm saying

We're here on the other side of the reaI worId

I guess you're not armed...

Take this, then, as a sort of taIisman

This is a dangerous pIace

I don't trust bIind drivers

And I'm wary of their presents

It's not a present, Monsieur Locke

The dagger is yours

You Ieft this compromising object in a bIue taxi

just a few days ago

Remember?

Photo

CIean up

It's Death, Monsieur, who's calling you

Why... IittIe BeIkis?

Why did you do this?

I dont know, Monsieur