All language subtitles for Le scandale (Claude Chabrol,1966 - M Ronet-A Perkins-S Audran) - FrTNTRip-DivX6.0

Bravo! Bravo, Miss!

Come on, get in!

My name is Paul. And you?

Mich�le.

Or Michou.
-I prefer Mich�le.

And me, what's my name?

You come here often?
-No, I never go out at night.

Maybe you want me to leave?

Alright.

Alright.

You're wrong, you know.

I'm very friendly.

Even charming.

Paul...

Try to remember the motto, "the
first will be the last and the last
..." or something like that.

Take it easy, pal.

To us the booty!

Leave me a piece of her, guys.

Beware! You're choking her!

Take off your hand!

Shit! You're crazy! Shit!

Shit! You're crazy!
-What's the matter with you, bloody fools?

Let's take her away.

Come on, let's hurry.

Advantage out. Keep on,
you're going to win.

You smell the end coming, right my boy?

I see the panic in your eyes.

Your hans are moist. Your mind is empty.

I don't even need to look.
Watch this!

It's a Pyrrhic victory!
-A what?

Go back to school.

How did you find the story
about the american buyer?

I don't know. Christine probably talked about
it to Jacqueline. No, it's Christine who told me.

It means the victory is heavier to
the winner than to the defeated.

She let you know about
her businesss now?

Well, she talks to me when I
listen but since I don't care.

Denise, take the bags.

Still, she sent you playing tennis with me
while she had her little business meeting.

She knew you would tell me.

It means she wanted me to know.

The naughty girl!

You would have learned
sooner or later.

You told her you come with me to Hambourg?
-I would if I could.

She spends all her time at the office.
-She doesn't sleep there yet?

Well, let's say she trains herself.

I thought I had done a favor to you.

It's a proof of friendship
that I gave you.

What do you mean?

To get a rich young woman to his friend
is a proof of friendship, right?

I'd say a dirty trick!

Look out!

So you didn't forget?
-I received them yesterday.

That's exactly what I wanted.

It's ugly.
-It's wonderful!

I say ugly.
-Wonderful!

What can she do?
-What do you want her to do? To sing?

No, I wanted her to fly.

I want that everyone flies.

No!

Come on, fly Denise!

Where we go now?

We're going at my home.

I must go to Paris.
I have some shopping late.

Not today.

The castle, the wine cellars, the vineyards
and the office where we are. - And the name!

Yes.

My colleague refers to the brand, obviously.

The Vandeuil Champagne.

It's a name. A very small name.

But it sums up the situation very well.

And I guess you'll agree that our offer
is very appropriate to the situation.

Our business is still flourishing, dear sir.

I guess you'll agree with that.

To say the truth, it's
more than a business.

It's part of our national heritage.

But with the splendid weather outside
it's criminal to keep you locked in this office.

We could continue our
conversation while taking a walk.

We would be delighted.

We'll come back in an hour, Jacqueline.
Everything else can wait.

Follow me.

Listen. I know a nice man.

He has bought a well-known newspaper.

But he changed the title.

Without the title, his newspaper is shit!

He's a bum now. When I meet him
I give him 5 cents.

He's a very good friend. You understand?

Come on, Miss Belling,
let's be serious, now.

Let me resume the situation for you.

The estate belongs to you, alright.

But Mr Paul Wagner is still
owner of the name.

You just have to convince him.

Your business is good, alright.

So forget your feelings.

My feelings have nothing
to do in the matter, Mr Lancome.

Don't worry, I'll convince him.

I just need a little time.

How long?

Let's say...six months.

You said the same thing last year.

But last year, Mr Wagner
was still in the hospital.

He has recovered but his accident...

made him a little weird.

What do you mean by "weird"?
- De-de-de-demented! -He's mad?

Not at all. You must take him
on his good day, that's all.

It's just that he has not completely
recovered. - He's crazy?

No, no, she means...

Does he understand?

He's much, much better.
You'll get along wonderfully, I'm sure.

Of course.

Paul?

Paul, you hear me?

Paul, I have something to tell you.

Listen, Paul, don't be
childish. I know you're there.

Leave him alone. People are not
forced to answer to your calls.

I just wanted to remind him that
he's having diner with us tonight.

Don't worry.

He'll come.

My car...

In the glass, my car.

Mr and Mrs Chasellarand

Contess Dubreuil.

Mr Peletier...

No, he's too boring.

Remove his name.

Come on, stop that!

What I would need is a General.

These kidneys are almost cold.
I can't eat that.

Take my plate and heat them up.

Wait please.

Mine are great.

And yours?

Delicious.

They're really good.
- Very, very good.

Not too cold, not too hot.

Alright, bring them back.

What do you think of General Poitiers?

Yes, of course. Write his name.
-It's disgusting.

All these people almost dead.

I beg you, try to make
your party more fresh!

Why not inviting Denise?
Don't you think, Paul?

Why? It's a friend of yours?

You want to invite her?
- Why not?

Denise...?

Denise Vaillant.

And Evelyne.

She's funny. And you know her.

Well...

If you want.

Evelyne Wharton.

Let's not forget the Lecourt.
And the Bremont D' Orville.

You must know that, Jacqueline?

I didn't forget them, sir.

The laws of gravitation...
(He's refering to the silly TV quiz)

The apple...You don't remember?

A nice ripe apple...falling!

Newton, sir!

Right, Newton.

I'm sorry. It was Newton, Miss.
You didn't know?

Leave Jacqueline alone!

We can't work in this racket!

Well, let's change the topic.
You love the navy?

Well, anyway...

Miss, what is a sampan?

A sampan?

Everybody knows that! It's a small
boat in China seas. Too easy!

Maybe Miss Pelletier doesn't
share you love for boats, my dear.

So, you're listening too?

You know her name.

Sneaky girl.

I'm forced to listen! This television
is making an awful noise!

I'd like to have a quiet
and smooth evening...

but this damn machine is
pounding in my ears every minute!

Turn it off, Jacqueline.

Turn it off, I tell you!

Well...

there's nothing interesting
on mondays.

Hey, I found something funny.

"Mrs Herv� Coignard and Mr Jean Coignard,
Mrs Gresette, etc...

have the painful obligation to let you
know about the death of Mr Herv� Coignard,

their husband, father and uncle."

It looks like an incest, no?

What name did you say?

Mrs Herv� Coignard, Mr Jean...
- No, I mean, who is dead?

Mr Herv� Coignard.

Remove him.

How much guests we have now, my little?

What kind of evening is that in the end?
You invite me to diner and all I'm offered
is a business talk and silly tv shows!

Nopbody wants to talk with me or what?
Or maybe, it's not the right time...

"See you next week".

"Good-bye".

Let's all congratulate Miss Pelletier
for her shining and difficult victory.

Her too, she annoys me!

Will you shut up, in the end!

It's broke...

Well, it's over for tonight.

We'll finish the list tomorrow morning.
- Of course, Mrs. Good night.

Good night.

Paul...

I have something urgent to tell you.

Let's go in the sitting room for a while.

Fortunately, it happened on a monday.

I want you so much
to believe me when I tell you...

that I would give everything...

for us to...
- To get married?

It's so silly the two of us arguing...

when we share the same interests.

I thought you didn't
like electric mouses?

Why do you still continue to play pugs?
- I don't understand.

You understand very well what I mean.

Well, alright, I know your
name is a recognized authority.

And you crave to go by the same name.

You never give up. Right, Christine?

Me, at least, I fight for a worthwhile goal.

You, you only fight to make
your life more difficult for yourself!

For instance...

How much do you make as the
Champagne merchant agent?

Not much.

But enough to travel with comfort.

Tomorrow, I leave for
Hamburg, for instance.

It's after tomorrow that you leave.
- Yes.

Thanks.

Don't you think it would be
better to work together?

I already told
you twenty times. No!

And your vainglory forbid you
to change your mind? - Yes!

Your place is here...

even if I own the majority of shares.

Only because of your
father's mean tricks.

At least he left you with a name!
- He could hardly do otherwise.

I mean, the Champagne still owns your name.

Yes. That's funny, huh?

Paul...
- Yeah.

I have a proposition for you.
- I thought so. Shoot.

3 million. Is it enough?

Old francs?

New?

I'll think about it.

Good.

I'm ready to make a deal with you.

You're right. Your name's worth it.

And I'm ready to buy
it at a very high price.

I see.

The upstarts try to ennoble themselves.

You're talking about me?

No, of course. I meant the two buyers that
you tried to hide from me during the week.

I'm sure they made you a very
good offer to buy the Wagner name.

Come on.

With a dowry like that you could
buy yourself a princely wedding.

Thanks. But with the "Belling" name...

Even if the Champagne is the same.

"Never mind the bottle, let's just
drink it". But your americans don't
think the same, they're not poets.

It's my name they want, not yours.

If I said yes, it would be 7 million,
Christine darling.

So, it's yes?

I said I had to think about it.

Alright. Fine.

There's no hurry.

You'll come to my party?

Your two buyers will be there?

Of course, it's for them
that I put up this party.

And if a deal is made...

Chris will have his yacht.

Chris' yacht...

Very well. I'll be there.

After all, it's not everyday that you
see Champagne flirting with Coca-Cola.

Good.

Chris?

Chris?

Darling, I think it's in the bag.

Well, I'm pleased for you.

What's that noise? - It's the housemaid.
She prepares a bath for me.

Let's get rid of her, darling.

Leave through the other
door, please, Catherine.

I'm not dressed.

Sorry, darling.

I'm not well, I'm tired.

Notice...

that I'm always like that when
I'm deprived of television.

It's the perfect
place to put your ashes.

I love that.

Oh, what a waste!

I have many others.

You're a very unusual young woman.

Yes.

And very, very expensive.

Who talks about money?

Me!

Miss Belling. - Mr Lorecourt,
I didn't see you coming.

And you're here too, Mr Clarke.
- Very pleased to see you, Miss.

And you have already met Miss Wharton.
- We're old friends already.

Mr Lorecourt and Mr Clarke are
now knights of our Champagne brotherhood.

An historical event.
- It's a great honor.

Come. Let's talk business.

Let me take this, please.

Mrs, I beg you, let me hold it.

Can I get you something to drink?

Sure, let's have a drink.
- I'm fascinated by your business.

...I need 500 tons of mothballs.

Astonishing!

I can find them.
- But my main turf...

is alcohol and tobacco.

Go get me a glass of this delicious
Champagne, if you please, darling.

There.

You know who he is?
Our possible buyer.

How do you find me?

Sensationnel. Sensationnel!

We had a hard time then, you know.
It was a real war.

Not like the last one, in 39'.

That was a wanker's war.

Isn't it wonderful?

When the hostess is happy,
the party's in full swing.

Of course, I'm happy.

You're not?
- Yes, yes...

Tell me what I can do to make you happy.
Everything you want.

Everything?

Anything.

What Chris would say?

You know very well that everything
Chris possesses is yours.

Isn't that the true
meaning of friendship?

Mrs, Mrs...
The bishop is all alone.

Duty before pleasure.

You can't imagine how awful it was.

I don't know if I told you....

But it cannot be said enough...

It was really awful.

Very painful.

I think your wife needs
your moral support.

Maybe she's in dire straits. Where is she?

In the arms of the church.

She can go...

in peace.

I wondered when you would
dare speaking to me.

Me too.

I know all about you.

You've had this nasty accident.

Yes, but as you can see,
I'm not diminished at all.

I'd lie to check that.

I have a loft in Paris.

And I put up parties much
more relaxing than this one.

I'll let you know.

You're not losing time, huh?

We have so much time in front of us.

Who is the little
brunette all alone?

It's only a secretary.

She needs encouragement.

I looked like her a long time ago.

Lesson number one.

Don't look sad.

You have what it takes.

You must only think...

"I'm beautiful".

You want me to get you
something to drink?

No, it's me who will get you
something to drink, Miss.

Now, we don't know where to go.
South France has become too mundane.

Move over! Don't stay in your corner!

I want you to be very
nice with the bishop.

He seems to have a liking
for the Americans!

I don't want to be nice with the bishop.

My big boy doesn't
want his yacht anymore?

What proves you
won't change your mind?

You hurt me.

You promise? You'll keep your promise?
- I swear I'll keep it.

Spit!
- I spit.

I say spit!

Here comes the bishop.

After much thinking, there's a thing I
always wanted to say to your bosses...

Where's the bishop?

There.

You were saying...

A thing I always wanted to say to
your bosses. After much thinking

I realized that I didn't like Champagne.

Boo!

Sorry, I'm confused.

Finally you're going to meet Mr Wagner.
- The elusive Mr Wagner! Pleased to meet you.

Not elusive, Mr Clarke.

We simply evolve
in different environments.

Different environments...
Well, of course...

But they will soon crisscross, I hope.

What a beautiful party!
The atmosphere is terrific!

It's this beautiful castle.

Don't you think, Mr Wagner?

I'm born in this castle, you know.

Well, I see...

Thank god you came!

A new year's Eve at Mme Tussaud
would be more cheerfull than this party!

I'm sorry to see that you're
not enjoying yourself.

And you?

I'm on duty, sir.
Good night General.

Die!

Smile then. Cheer me up.

Look at them. There's one thing left to do.

To drink and to pretend...

being somewhere else.

And where would you like to be?

Maybe trying to climb
the seven hills of Rome.

Or eating a bouillabaisse in Sevilla.

Or waterskiing in the shadow of the
Pyramids. In fact, anywhere but here.

I never had the opportunity
to travel much.

Then...

let's go on a little trip immediately.

Come with me.

But maybe Mrs will need my services.
- I said come with me. It's an order.

I'll tell you. What this party
needs is an explosion.

But only you, sir, can make it happen.

You take me through my feelings.

Okay. I'm taking care of that.
Just give me a little time.

He's delicious.
- Isn't he?

What's wrong with you?

I'm leaving.
- Why?

I'm not having fun here.

Where's the exit?

You can take these stairs
if you really want to leave.

I have to.

It's too bad.
There's so many things to see.

Really?
- Sure.

You just have to know where to look at.
And we didn't reach the climax yet.

I can live without it.

I rather leave.

As you wish.

You'll regret it...

Therese!

I mean, Denise.

Come on, you're not that ugly...

Stop it, Chris...

Mr...

Belling.

Jacky, it's Jacky!

It's unbelievable!

You probably mistake me for someone else.

He's so wonderful!

Don't you remember Cannes?

And Genoa?

And Corfu?

And Athens? In 1961, aboard my yacht.

Ungrateful!

Mrs, my name is Christophe.
But it's true that I love Greece.

The only drawback is that
it's a bewitching country.

It forbids you to see
things the way they are.

I clearly see this watch.
A platinum Audemars Piguet.

A small gift to the test of time.

You're a poet and I never
could resist to a poet.

Can I offer you something to eat?
- With pleasure.

I'd like some of these
little greek fishes.

How did you call them already?

Mas, mes...

Mrs, I'm afraid alas that...
- Everyone avoids me. Why?

Because I'm not rich enough?
- I'm sorry.

Ah, our kind amphytrion...

I was saying that the
harvest prospects seem promising.

Yes.

We'll have another miraculous vintage 47'.

If an amateur can afford
to advance an opinion.

A very good year, really.

Ladies and gentlemen! If you want to
come over there. I have a surprise for you.

Come on! Come on!

My special vintage.

Come on!

Come! Come! My lord and
the General side by side.

(Inaudible)
- Very good idea.

Look.

It's a Belling Champagne!

Stop! You're crazy!

Mr Lancome doesn't share
your sense of humor!

Poor Mr Lancome!

It's not Champagne.

It stinks.

Mr Lancome...

What's the idea? - He can keep
his millions, I keep my name.

No one wants to taste it?

Maybe, it's a bad vintage, after all!

People like you should be locked in
the asylum. - Shut up!

Look what you've done!
- It's me who did that?

Yes.

Will you still invite me
to your private parties?

But, you're all wet!

It's disgusting, what you've done.

Why? I only tried
to liven up the party.

I don't give a damn about that party.

I will never go to
Hambourg with you, now.

Not with Christine on the
verge of a nervous breakdown.

Why do you think that?
On the contrary.

Your chances to come with
me are bigger than ever.

You really think she'll be
in the mood to buy me a yacht now?

But it's for you that I did that.

Think about it, for once.

If I do stupid things of this kind

I will need someone to watch over me.

To put me on the right path.

And what makes you think
that this someone could be me?

It's up to you to persuade her.

You must convince her that you
have her interests at heart.

It's the truth.

As long as her interests
are the same than mine.

What was in the bottle?

Some Coca-Cola. Warm.

Don't worry too much, my darling.

Remember that they're
business men first.

When they want something dearly...

they don't renounce only...

because they've been splashed
by a few drops of soda.

How could they complain?
They make it, after all.

It was Coca-Cola inside that bottle?

How do you know?

I just guessed...
It was the same color, anyway.

This deal will never happen.
I'm certain.

It will.

You'll see.

Oh, I forgot to tell you...

There's actually in Hambourg
an opportunity not to be missed.

A 28 meters yacht with
crew and all comfort aboard.

I could make a jump there
before someone else buys it.

It's really the right time, worrying
about your yacht, after what happened tonight!

You need to change air for a few days.

You will lose your nerves if
you keep overworking like you do.

We both need to leave and
make a long trip.

You remember how wonderful it was when
we made this cruise in the Greek Islands...

where you ate full plates of
these small fishes with silver scales.

What's their name already?

Merides.

You know very well it's impossible for
me to escape from here at the moment.

Why not?

Even without the americans we could
pack in everything here and still
have a wonderful life.

Why spending the best years of your
life tied to your office...

at the mercy of people
like these two monsters?

Hambourg?

You said Hambourg?

Yes, I said there's a yacht there...
- But, Paul is going there!

Really? You're right, he mentionned that...
- You could be very useful to me, for once.

If only you could talk to him.

Make him understand.
- It seems near impossible.

You could try, at least.
In any case, you could keep an eye on him.

And prevent him to make us
look like fools throughout Europe.

Yes...

You'll go to Hambourg.

It was not my intention to
leave immediately. - You have to!

I'm rather busy at the time being!

Let me take the reins then...

And...

if you're good at it...

maybe there will be a
little gift for you.

You know that...

I don't like little gifts.

And if it was very big?

You win. I'll go.

Really?

I really don't like this town.

Saturdays are worst than in France here. Come
on, let's go to my business lunch. - Wait.

It's funny. When I'm home...

I'm convinced that boats are
the only things I love in life.

But when I see them...
- Yes, yes, I know your arguments.

Nothing is worth living for.

No place is worth...
- No, it's not that.

There's something that gets on
my nerves when I see them close.

Hambourg gives you the creeps!

Nah...

It's just that they are
as everybody wants them to be.

They fulfill their functions
as planned.

When I used to be Jacky and

was, well, let's be honest and true,
a Gigolo at the Carlton...

I was fulfilling a function too.

Anybody could rent me and do
with me as they pleased.

And it's what Christine did.
Slightly pushed by me.

I remember these old trollops
and their damn cocktails!

These Gin cassis...

These Cointreau Chantilly...I still
have their horrible taste in my mouth.

And if you didn't drink...

they took offense and no tips.

Yes, but in the long run, you climbed
the ladder until Champagne.

Yep. Now, I'm Mr Belling,
the Champagne King.

It's a kingdom which
I'm not very proud of.

Who is this man?
Me, I haven't changed.

Where can I find...

the thing...

that would justify my life?

Being idle is difficult.

You need much concentration. I think
you've made a good effort on yourself.

When I met you, you
were a complete loser.

Now, you've learned to do
nothing with distinction.

It's the work of an artist.

Come on, now.

Go alone.

Leave me alone.

Alright.
- I want to stay here a little while.

I'll see you tonight where we
said we would meet.

Mr Wagner, you wear a famous name...

that is, for us germans,
synonymous with good taste...

since the foundation of
your illustrious company in...1794.

Mr President, your needs meet mine.

I'm sure, gentlemen, that I
speak on behalf of us all...

when I say that my deepest wish...

is that Champagne never,
nevermore, stop...

flowing between our
two beautiful countries...

because of ridiculous divisiveness.

I drink...

to friendship.

I'm looking for Herr Belling.

Dankeschen.

I've been waiting you for hours.

This is a savage country
where girls need to be tamed!

I introduce you to Miss Kierkegaard.

Good evening.
- Good evening.

Take a drink.
- Thanks.

You want a girl?
- Yes, yes, yes!

My friend wants to buy a girl.

A girl. A young "frau".

Miss. "Madchen".

How do you say "hostess" in german?

But a good looking one, huh?

Not any german whore.

That one.

How lucky you are...

Good evening.
- Good evening.

A very good evening.

Now, we're set.

You speak french?

It's not important, anyway.

You are very beautiful!

Do you like Champagne?

Champagne, of course.

A bottle of Champagne, waiter.

A Wagner '55!

Do you speak german?

Never on saturdays.

Sorry?

You see that this conversation
leads to nowhere.

What's your name?
My name is Paul.

Me, Paula.

No, it's me, Paul.

Me, Paula!

Her name is Paula.

Cheers to that!

It's really the most life-changing
conversation I've ever heard.

It's a great start!

You dance?

Of course.

And now, Paul and Paula will
rush on the dance floor...

in one of their inimitable act.

What's next for tonight?

It's over. We go back
to the hotel.

We could go to the cemetary.

You're a romantic guy, right?
- I need some fresh air.

Let's walk a little, come on.

Come on, we won't hold
the candle for them.

Come on!

Come on!
- Yes, later.

Oh, shit!

I like this place.

I like this place, Goddammit!

Paula...

Grass...

is so pleasant.

Shoes are the source of
men's misfortune.

Abused...

feet started to sweat...

in protest.

And then decay set in.

I hate trees.

Trees! Very nice!

Chris?

Christine's there! She
comes up the stairs!

What?

That's not funny. Not at all.

Not bad, huh?

Caroline, too.

Outdated but lovely.

Say, why don't you call
it Christine like me?

It's more a peasant's name...

than a yacht's name, don't you think?

Silly.

Anyway, you still have
time to think about it.

I want every detail to be perfect.

You still put
sugar in your coffee?

Tell me...

You didn't answer to my question,
last evening. - What question, darling?

How did he behave in Hambourg?
- Who? Paul?

Of course, Paul.
- He behaved very well.

We went to the restaurant and
I showed him the docks, that's all.

He didn't talk about business, huh?
- Not at all.

You know...

I think he doesn't like it...

when you try to force him.

Why? What did he tell you?

How are you, this morning, Jacqueline?
- Very well, sir. Thank you.

Nothing urgent, Jacqueline.
- No, Mrs. I don't think so.

You like it?

It's from Evelyne.

You're going to her party?

Maybe I'll go...

What does it mean?

I don't read german.
What does it say?

That a young girl has been
murdered in Hambourg.

And somebody seems to believe
that you know something about it.

What's the relation with me?

It's me asking you.
Do you know this girl?

Why should I know her?

I don't ask you if you should
know her. Only if you know her.

No, no.

I never saw...

I never saw her in my life.
- I don't believe you.

Why would I receive such a letter
if you're not involved?

Tell me!

Where does it come from?

It's illegible.

But it's been mailed in France.

I'm certain that you know something.
- You're imagining things, my darling.

Do you think that the people who sent
this will stop now?

They will continue to write me
and next time I'll get more details.

It's in your interest to
tell me the truth, you know.

Tell me.

Did you meet this girl?

Well...

Where did you meet her?

I didn't meet her.

At last...

I mean...
- You mean what?

I didn't...

have any contact with her.

But you know someone
who did, right?

Who?

I think...I think...

that Paul...

has spent some time with her.

You mean that you're certain that
he's spent some time with her.

You were with them?

We had a drink together.

And then?
- Then, I went back to the hotel.

And you let Paul alone with her.

How long?
- How could I know?

I felt asleep.

All night long.

I see.

You're sure you have nothing
to do with her? - Darling...

Paul certainly couldn't harm her.

He was dead drunk.
What a sad story.

I'm not so sure.

I think it's an excellent
story for our business.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to see your friend.
- Don't tell him that we talked about it.

Lydia...

Paul?

What a surprise!

Me hoping I had fallen out with you.
- What made you imagine a thing like that?

So I went to a lot of trouble for nothing.

Too bad.

I will find something else.
- You're on a good start already, you know.

Really?
- Oh, yes.

Sit down.

Hamburg.

It was a nice little success...

I don't like very much mysteries.

Especially in the morning on an empty stomach.

What about german mysteries?

She's a rather beautiful girl.

But newspapers pictures
are often misleading.

What are you talking about?

What does it mean?

Sorry, I forgot you were
not very gifted for languages.

Well, this young woman has been
discovered at dawn.

She has been strangled
with a black stocking.

And apparently she has
spent the night with her murderer.

Where did you find this?

A friend who has my best
interest at heart ...

and has prefered to remain anonymous...

until now.

What Chris told you?

Everything, of course.
I'm his wife, after all.

If I was a policeman...

I'd be very interested to know that the
last customer of...

Fraulein Paula...

has received a series of 17 electroshocks after
an incident in which a woman was strangled.

Why don't you go tell them?

I ask myself...

Probably because we have so much
affection for you, Christophe and I.

And also, I consider that...

some things must be kept into family.

Don't you think?
- Yep.

And also, more generally...

one good turn deserves another.

I understand.

You will keep quiet
as far as I agree to sign.

I think it's very fair.

I scratch your back, you scratch mine.

Well..

Think it over. There's no hurry.

Right?

I must go now. Christophe
hates to wait at breakfast.

You want to frighten my customers?

What do you want?
- I must talk with you.

You look very bad.
- Throw him out.

I can't.

And this trip to Hamburg?

It went well?
I didn't receive a postcard.

Tell me...

Do you think that...

I could do...

things...

abnormal?

Go straight to the point.

What do you mean?

What's bothering you?

It's impossible to
have a conversation here!

Let's have a drink after closing then.
- I need to talk now.

You cannot wait an hour?
- Listen to me.

You know me.

Do you think I'm the kind of man
who could do things,

horrible things,

without realizing?

If you were drunk?

No, not necessarily.

Well, if you want.

Do you have electric trains?

Yes, in the back there.
- Thanks.

What's this drunkenness story?

This time, it's much more serious.

Explain yourself. If you don't
speak I can't counsel you.

Listen! I wouldn't be here if...
- Get off me!

Be careful.

Scotch. Double.

What are you doing here?

You're mad at me?
- What are you doing here?

I have spies everywhere.

Christine has forced me to
tell everything, you know.

She has a gift for that.

Anyway, it doesn't matter...
- No matter at all.

Cops can't nail you.

No, I mean...

She would have learned, sooner or later.

Christine won't talk.

Trust me.

Listen, you don't look so good...

I'll stay in the area.

No.

I need to sleep.
- And then...

we'll go to Evelyne's party.

Please.

I'm not in the mood to go to
Evelyne's party.

I can't leave you all alone.

Give me another. Double. Thanks.

If you're left to yourself
you will have a depression.

No, I want to sleep.

Okay. We'll do like this then.

I leave you alone but after that...

you'll go to Evelyne's.

You're starting to sound like your wife.

No!

You're coming too late.
They're all sleeping.

A piece of peeper...

but the secret is ..

to put bacon only with beef.
Never with lamb!

Suddenly you're in the top ten and just
after that you start falling, it's mathematical.

China is not to be blamed.

It's the oil business which
is responsible for everything.

It's too easy to try to
blame the party.

You suspect nothing but suddenly
you notice that...

the price of a kilo
of asparagus has doubled.

You came, at last.

I'm on to something great.

Not a word. See you at once.

You came, at last.
- Yes.

I'm a monster, you know.

When I like someone I want to devour him.

Kiss me again.

Again.

Again.

Now, tell me everything.

What do you want to know?

Small details...

What you eat at breakfast for instance.

What?

Come on, talk to me.

Good idea.

Who is that girl?

You must not ask questions like that here.

I know her. I saw her somewhere
not long ago...

but I can't remember where.

She's a kind of actress. You know the type...
- No, no! I know her.

Alright, you know her.
- There's something in her that I dislike.

That I hate!
- What's the matter with you?

I know where it was. It was in...

You didn't see my husband?

Leave me alone!

He went over there.

Where do you find
all these creatures?

Under rocks at low tide.

You want to drink?

Leave me alone!
- You're not very polite.

You want me to kick your ass?

You have very depraved friends.

Get them all outta here!
- No violence.

You're happy now?

We're alone.

That's what you wanted.

What did I want?

Come.

Do not move.

Be furious.

I'm calm now.

Be calm.

But...

try to be...

a a little more expressive.

I won't hold very long.

Pull in your stomach.

Raise your head.

Do as I say, Paul. Raise your head. And don't
stay there drunk as a skunk. Find me an expression.

You're not very funny.

Yes, yes, I'm funny...

You can't imagine how funny I am.

And you're ridiculous.

If you could see
how ridiculous you are.

Go away!

Go away, Paul!

You're not a man, you're
just a pathetic copy.

Never say that again.

Go away, you're a madman!

Don't touch me.

Shit!

Don't come near me.

I have something there?
- No...

Your skin is soft as a baby.

There's something. I can feel it.

Look closely.

Maybe there...
- Pull it out, then.

It's not ripe yet.
- Come on, pull it out with your nails.

But, I'm afraid to hurt you, darling.
- No, pull it off, I tell you.

That's it.

You sure?
- Absolutely.

You're spotless.

I like very much my husband.

Wait till you see him on his yacht.

Only the two of us.

With a greek crew.

They're the best sailors.

But a french cook.

So...when?

When? When can we escape?

Not now.
- Not now.

You say the same for months.

We must wait until this matter is settled.
- Then, we'll be old.

Silly you!

After all, you're not so bad here.

It reeks of Champagne.

Many people would like
to be in your shoes, you know.

I don't see why.
- What's the matter with you, darling?

You were so nice when you woke up.
- It's your fault.

I feel like I'm married...

with an electronic device.
By the way, I talked to Paul.

You must be dreaming to think you
can still make a deal with the americans.

Why not going on our trip at once?

It's not the americans holding me here.
- I see what thrills you here...

Empress of all that kiss your eyes.
And me, your humble slave.

I'm fed up with your promises!

It is time for you to do as I want.

Else...

Else what?

I need shoes.

Else what?

You want a thing. I want
another. What will we do then?

Listen, you'll get nothing
from me by trying to force me.

Don't start again with this old song.
I know it already too much.

You know very well that all I do
is in your interest, more than mine.

Of course, one of these days I'll
realize and I'll rejoice.

The day I will be dead,
buried and eaten by maggots.

A news from Paris, now, that will sadden
every french or foreign art lover.

The very famous english artist, Evelyne Wharton,

reputed in Paris for the
brilliant parties she gave...

and also for her great gift as a sculptor...

has been found strangled, this morning,
in her Parisian loft.

Paul?

Paul, open the door.

Police can't prove anything.
They don't know you were at Evelyne's party.

I'll testify that you left with me.
Christine will say the same.

It's so stupid.

Who cares about a woman like that?

We must stick together.
That's the most important.

Don't you think, Paul?

I don't need anything else. Thank you.

Very well, Mrs. Good night.
- Good night.

Chris is there?
- No.

And Jacqueline?
- Neither.

Where is she?

She went to Paris to make an errand for me.
I expect here to arrive at any moment now..

Then, you're alone?

Why?

I have something to tell you.
- I already know.

Chris too.

I think that...

I killed...

Evelyne.

I can't remember anything.

She was lying near me when I woke up.

The same thing probably
happened with the german girl.

I thought I was cured.

Come in.

But instead...

it's worse.

The strokes increase in frequency.

It's better if I go
back to the clinic, right?

Maybe it's not too late
to help me recover completely.

Maybe.

I'm not afraid to surrender
to the police.

Believe me.

But it would be in the newspapers
and the result will be the same.

I would still have to be locked in
to receive a therapy.

And the scandal would
force you to close shop.

I guess it's not what you want.

So, listen to what I came to ask you.

Can I count on you
and Chris to stay silent?

Better yet...

If police interrogates you...

you can say that I came back from
the party with you two. Okay?

Of course, we can say that.

We could say that...

on one condition.

I should have guessed.

Paul...

I'd rather wait to talk about it with Chris.

Take a paper. Write the deed
of transfer. I'll sign.

My name doesn't mean much for me now.

You would have had it for free
if you had not tried to haggle.

Come on, hasten up!

You were more hurried last week.

Yes, come in!

Oh, it's you, Jacqueline!
- Good evening, Mrs.

I'm sorry to be so late but
the traffic was awful.

It's nothing. You're back,
it's the most important.

Tell me, could you please type something
for me tonight before going to sleep?

Of course. - You will
have your free morning tomorrow.

Thank you, Mrs.

Here, this paper.

It's done, Mrs.

Thank you. You can go to bed now.

Good night.

Could you sign, please?

Here.

You're crazy to come here!

Don't worry.

I locked the doors.

I was waiting for you.
- But you can't stay here!

She's...

in bed. Don't worry.

Come on, let's go upstairs.

Come.

I remember that I fell...

I remember.

I fainted...

but...

how could I kill Evelyne

if I was unconscious?

I remember...

I'm not crazy...

Chris!

Christine!

Christopher!

Jacqueline!

It's Christine...

She's dead...Hurry up...

What are you doing here?

What...

What did you say?

Christine is dead.

What do you mean "dead"?

You killed her?
- Of course, he killed her.

But...who are you?

And now, he's going to kill us!

No, Chris. Quick, kill him!
He's crazy!

Chris, you can't believe her!

It's not me, it was never me!
- How could you do that?

You really must be crazy.
- No, no, no...

I know now that I'm not crazy.
- Beware, he's dangerous!

When I left Evelyne yesterday she was with Jacqueline.
She will tell you. Where is Jacqueline?

Shoot! Kill him!

But who is that woman? And where
is Jacqueline? - Kill him!

No.

My poor darling.
Forgive me...

but I was so scared.

He's crazy.

Give me the gun.

I'll do it for you. - Wait.
- Where is Jacqueline?

Come on, tell him.

Paul...

How can you be so sure you didn't kill her? - I
know very well I didn't kill her or anyone else.

Where is Jacqueline?

You won't judge me?

Why don't you tell him?

You're ashamed?

It was his idea.

He thought it was so funny to fool everyone.

He made me a ton of promises...
You can't imagine, my dear Paul.

He said that it would not last long.

That he knew how to steal all her money.

You lie.

You lie.

Get a good look at me.

It's the last time you see me...

as a little skivvy.

I stopped my career for him.

When he fell for an old hag
he ditched me...

but he always came back.

I can say that we had a
lot of fun, the both of us!

You know that I love you, Chris.

I did it all for you.

It's you who killed Christine?

Yes.

And the two others?

Yes, my love. For you.

Listen to me.
Everybody will believe it's him.

That's why I killed the two whores.
I covered all the angles.

When we get rid of him, you'll see,
all will be smooth.

Give me the gun.

We'll be free. No more lies.

Give!

Don't be silly!

It's him who will be charged!

Stop! Stop!
You're going to kill her!

Stop!

It's you who pushed me into the beds of these
old hags! - I pushed you only for us.

Stop!

I stole them only for you!

And you, you were pimping me!

You wanted to humiliate me!

For money!
- I thought about us only!

She only thought about money!

He was stealing all my money!

My money!

My money!

My money!

My money!

My money!