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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 ...