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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!