All language subtitles for Her Private Life (1971)

"My Private Life"

Does this place belong to you?

- Yes.
- You live by yourself?

- Alone.
- And your family?

My father's dead...my mother has remarried
and she's been living in Paris for years.

And i suppose you weren't staying here last night.

- No.
- And the reason for that?

Now listen, it's better to leave pretexts aside.

I'm a Police Inspector.

And you're the only person that can give me some lead.

- I stayed with someone in the city.
- In his house?

- No...

- Where?

- At a hotel.

- Where did they find the jewels they stole.

- I'll show you.
- How long did the victim work for you?

- Since the day i was born.

- Was she staying with you?

- Until my father's death.

- And she left on her own?
- No, i made her leave.

As she got older she became weirder...
i couldn't stand her.

We had agreed she would come here,
finish her job and leave afterwards.

Since you knew their worth,
why didn't you deposit them in a bank?

Maybe...because i like to wear them often.

But maybe cause there's no order in my life.

I suppose you had them insured at least.

Yes.

I don't suppose you have any doubt that the killer
pretty much knew the jewels would be behind the mirror.

He also knew you wouldn't be here last night.

- Who could know that you wouldn't be here last night?
- No one.

Not even her...she would be here at early dawn,
and she was leaving without bothering me.

So let's begin with the one who did know it.

And i mean, the one that stayed with you at the hotel.

- When are you going to meet him again?
- I don't know.

He said he would call.

I suppose he'll be in a hurry when he finds out about the crime.

Tell me his name.

- Vasilis.

Vasilis Dekas...civil engineer.

We hadn't met in a long time.

Since he had finished the Polytechnics school.
- Did you have an affair with him.

I did love him.

Nothing more.

We split at some point...
when he thought there was no other way about it.

You see, we couldn't agree.

Yesterday was just pure chance,
it's not going to happen again.

Never...

She was startled to see me...
she left the dancefloor and came to me.

She begged me to accompany her on her way home.

She was alone...at first i refused,
hoping i would avoid any complications.

But i immediately regretted it.

She asked me if i'm happy...
and if i think about her once in a while.

She was struggling not to cry, and i felt...

i won't deny it, Inspector,
i felt real bad.

It wasn't just the fact that she still loved me,
but also that our separation had hurt her so much.

She wanted to have a walk.

To leave the car.

She was trying to remind me our old habits.

She asked me why did we separate, why did i leave her.

As if i had never explained to her before.

As if she had forgot how destructive her way of life was.

...for the career i was trying to make for myself.

and how she was dragging me to a meaningless life,
just because she had some property of her own.

that we could waste around having fun.

You asked me why did i prefer the hotel,
if i was going to accompany her home later anyway.

The truth is that i had absolutely no intention of moving back into her life.

Last moment i decided that whatever was going to happen between us,
it had to be done in a hurried way, on the spot.

She never managed to have a balanced relationship with anyone.

She was tortured by a terrible loneliness,
that eventually led her to alcohol and meaningless encounters.

She tried to make me pity her,
but i ended up becoming completely indifferent.

I didn't believer her, Inspector.

As every woman in her position,
she was trying the 'desperation' tactic.

Not seeking love or sex anymore,
but compassion and protection.

I told her i would never meet her again.

that she needed a therapist instead of me.

or at least a lover with...humanitarian inclinations.

She didn't lie to you mister Deka,
that's the way she lived after your separation.

Cheap sexual encounters,
with certainly dubious persons.

- This is only her business, Inspector.

- You believe so.
- Absolutely.

And, what about the burglary.

The murder?

The unfortunate victim that lost her life
because of all this promiscuity and decline?

Do you need me for something else?

You may go...
i'll call you if i need something.

- Thank you.
- Good bye.

- You're scared?
- What would i be scared of?

- You should tell them the whole truth.
- But i'm not guilty.

Well, not for the murder...

- I won't leave...i'll wait for you 'til you finish.

- Talk to me Vasili...

The Inspector is waiting for you, you're late.

The man we're looking for is not in our files.

So there's no way for me to find him,
unless you help me.

You must talk to me about anyone who was visiting you lately.

I live alone...away from my relatives.

I don't have any friends nor relationships.

I was thinking more of chance encounters, some person unknown to you that you may had hosted for just one night perhaps.

Something like that has happened, but...

...one year ago.

Are they after you?

Will you believe whatever i tell you?

No...

Nevertheless...i didn't murder anyone.

nor did i steal...

nor did i rape.

I'm telling you so as not to be scared...
since i have to stay here a little longer.

or else i'll get caught.

You're drunk.

- They were after me tonight as well.
- Ghosts?

- You got it...

That's how i started myself.

First the ghosts..then the Police.

You try to escape the one, you end up with the other.

Sometimes i wonder what will become out of misfits like us.

Nothing will.

I've stopped thinking about it...
and you know what i'm doing?

Just whatever the moment brings.

Whatever...

- What's your name?
- Stathi.

- Mine is..
- No, don't tell me, it's better if i don't know.

Why were they after you tonight?

Is it time for you to believe?

I was hanging out with friends.

Police encircled us.

They were tipped about drugs.

They got the rest...i managed to run away.

I wonder why didn't i just sit and get arrested.

since i'm going to end up in their hands anyway.

You're used to living like an outlaw.

No, it's not that.

It's about the traitor.

As usual he's one of the trusted ones.

Each time a traitor gets his, his kind gets smaller.

And i like that...

- Are you leaving?
- i wanted to leave without waking you up.

- I'm sorry things turned out this way.
- And where are you going?

- Where does this balcony lead to?
- To the street behind the house.

Then i hope it's ok if i leave from there.

Bye.

Would you do me a favor....a big favor.

Would you forget about that traitor.

Good luck.

I never saw him again.

No matter the details,
i'm sure he's not the one you're after, Inspector.

Is he among these people?

I have a suitcase ready, i'll find me some quiet hotel in the city.

We'll see about later.

- Have you decided?
- I can't live in that house anymore.

Not even with me?

If i hadn't left you back then, maybe
none of that would have happened.

I know that anything you did was out of despair and loneliness.

I'm the victim in this case...not the guilty one.

The Inspector believes though that it was your way of life
that was responsible for the murder.

- I understand he'll be demanding details about your private life.
- He's already started.

- None of us could stand an interrogation like that.
- You feel sorry for me.

I just want to help you.

And when everything is over?

Each of us will be on his way.

- Hello?
- It's me, Niki.

I don't suppose you forgot about me already.

Yes, i read about it in the papers.

Of course i didn't have any other reason to call you.

You're one of those that can implicate all sorts of people
when you're under interrogation.

Yes i'm worried...
I called about six times but couldn't reach you.

So you should avoid any word about me.
You understand the position i'm in.

Nothing else.

- What happened?
- Nothing...

Who was it?

How can i avoid the Inspector?

It would be better if this crime never happened in here...
But tell me, who was on the phone?

I don't have the strength to confess even to you.

Don't get scared, no one knows me around here.

- Again, Inspector?
- I preferred to meet you alone instead of dragging you to my office.

So now you realize how i admire your struggle to transform yourself?

Probably something happened though, and i'm the first suspect.

Where were you Friday night?

- I was studying at home.
- You didn't go out at all?

- No, i can remember clearly, you can ask my family.
- What time did you leave in the morning.

- At 7:30.
- Where did you go.

Here, i had a lesson.
The school's supervisor can assure you.

I believe you...that's why i came here myself.

- I didn't want to expose you to anyone.
- Did anything happen involving me?

A crime...

...in a house where some lady sheltered you
one night that you were running away.

It must have been a year ago.

What's wrong? Don't you read the papers?

I didn't know her name.

I didn't realize it was about her.

It would be better if you answer exactly to my questions.

You don't have to weigh in on my questions,
they all serve a purpose.

- This is a test that each of us have to go through alone.
- No...

Not when a crime is committed,
and there's testimonies like this one.

- Yes, i know her well.
- Where did you meet her?

In the street, a Sunday afternoon.

Not a long time ago.

I was just wondering aimlessly, when all of a sudden...

She made it pretty clear what she was really after.

She was telling all kinds of wild stories in order to make me go along.

But what did i care, Inspector?

Such a strange woman.

- Why did you do it with her.
- For the money.

Enough!!

You may smoke.

Where did you find him?

He was one of the first suspects i interrogated,
he was in our files.

Still, there's more of them...
But only you know their names.

It's horrible to ask that from a lady!

Have some trust in me.

I could publicize even mere speculation if i wanted to.

But you see, there's cases where the investigator...

can be as trustworthy as a priest.

We all have a private life more or less.

- Ask me then.
- Did anyone stay for more than one night at your place.

Yes...a woman.
- A relative?

- A friend?
- Not that either!

I'm listening...

She was the servant's nephew...

She used to work in a bar.

I had a lot to drink...
and she offered to walk me home.

She was telling me that someone she loved had left her...
I felt sorry for her.

And i offered her to stay because i liked her company.

I wouldn't be alone anymore...

And this was a joy for me, Inspector.

But you made her leave as well at some point.

She proposed something horrible to me.

She proposed bringing home someone she met in the bar.

Of course i refused,
and i started treating her differently.

She noticed my change of behavior towards her.

She asked me if i wanted her to leave...but no...

i didn't want that after all...
i abhorred loneliness and i was used to her company.

I left her there by herself, i would meet her later at her job.

I was invited to a friend's house...i stayed late.

When i arrived at the bar,
they told me she didn't show up at all that night.

That made me suspicious and i was right.

Your body, my love...

sometimes it smells like pine tree, sometimes like the sea...

What was that?

From a poem by Sappho.

I caught her with someone else on my bed.

I felt sick of her and i made her leave, that's all.

You don't believe me, Inspector?

I can't take it anymore, Vasili.

I understand...it's terrible being forced to admit such stories.

I wonder how did you get caught up in that stuff...
how did you go through all this!

You don't understand...i never humiliated myself!

Never in my life, Vasili!

It's other people's weaknesses that humiliated me!

Mister Deka..

- How come you're here?
- I came by to take Anna home.

- She just left moments ago.
- Yes i saw her.

Is there anything wrong?

She's having a nervous breakdown, Inspector.

Stathi...

What are you doing here.

I was waiting for you outside of the Inspector's office.

You hated that way of life...

On one hand you were afraid of the Police...

and on the other you felt pity for the scum that got you into this.

Have you regretted it?

I won't put you in prison...under one condition.

By the day of the trial, you will have sincerely regretted all this.

And as an innocent man, to return to your previous life.

To your family...your studies.

That way, not only i'll be vindicated for the trust i have shown you...

but you can also be sure that i will
personally work on getting you acquitted.

Most of all i'm concerned about your future.

You're free for the time being.

You may go.

From that moment on i was determined to be worthy of his trust.

He stood by me at the trial....he was moved when i was acquitted.

You have changed Stathi, you've changed a lot.

Once you asked me for a favor.
- You mean that...

- Yes, that exactly.

I've forgotten my previous life before i met you,
and that's how i wanted it from that first night.

- But why did you vanish?
- Indeed...i felt very bad.

Don't remind me of all this.

Tell me something Anna, that guy
waiting for you every day at the Inspector's office...

what's his part in this story?
- Why do you ask?

Maybe because i love you.

Maybe i have another reason of my own.

Once i was in love with him.

No...i'm not still in love with him.

- No, it's not that.
- Then what is it.

Could you open the door.

Take a look at that.

Morphine!

Do you think she was guilty, Inspector.

Certainly.

But not for burglary and murder....no.

And the proof is that she reacted
in such an honest and innocent manner.

- I hope that's the last time i'm bothering you.
- Do you mean that you've found the killer?

Not exactly.

I arrested a burglar recently, a former immigrant.

He admitted that he met you
right the first day he got back from Munich.

What were you doing at the station.

I was waiting for someone who didn't show up.

I asked him where did the train come from.

He understood of course that it was just a pretext.

I was very lonely those days.

I was waiting for someone who didn't show up...
and nobody bothered waiting for this one.

He told me he was returning from Germany.

He was working in a factory outside Munich.

But he got bored and left.

He was homesick.

He wanted to see his family...his home.

He told me he didn't want to stay...
that he didn't want to see anybody.

It was his fiancee's house...
she was marrying someone else right the next day.

That's why he got back.

He loved her...and he wanted to stop this marriage.

But he didn't have the courage to achieve anything.

Later i figured out why.

My god...it was wooden!

His hand was severed by a machine at the factory he was working.

That's what i wanted.

He evolved into a pretty gutsy burglar.

His wooden hand helped him to break the glass
and open balcony doors from the inside.

As in your case, it helped him to shatter the mirror.

Has he confessed?

Not yet...

and that's because i didn't put much pressure on him.

There's a chance i'm going to perform
a reenactment of the crime soon...even today.

I'll let you know by phone.

Good bye.

I want to be left alone.

I thought that you led a life of promiscuity after our separation.

- But not to that point.
- Shut up, shut up!

- I'm leaving.
- That's what i asked.

You've probably figured out that i was
pushing myself to stay with you all this time.

So you want to make me feel even more guilty.

Someone has told me about you...

She said you're not who i thought you were, and she was right!

What did she say?

Not him...i asked and found out myself.

I found out that you never finished your School...
because they got rid of you...because you're rotten!

- And your affairs are even filthier!
- Who's the one saying that about me!

- You're not the one that you pretend to be,
i've finally understood myself!

It's a lie! I never got into her bedroom!

I swear to you, i never saw any jewelry!

Yes?

Stay there, i'm coming over.

I want two patrol cars, fast!

- Is it ready?
- It's inside the spare tire.

Put it inside.

We would already be there if you hadn't offed that old woman.

You screwed up.
- You're the one that was late with the phone call.

It was almost morning by that time.

I couldn't do otherwise.

Plus we wouldn't be late
if you weren't following her at the Inspector's.

Is there any of that?

There is.

Are we leaving?

Don't you think that the two of us will raise suspicions?

You're on their watchlist.

You're such a scum, buddy...

That way they'll think it was your old partners that got you.

At least til i pass the borders.

The jewelry is in the trunk, in the spare tire.

Take care of your studies and your future...
and forget about me.

If you're not close to me i may not make it...
and abandon everything again.

I'm not the kind of woman for you.

The Inspector has such a file on me that would make you feel sick.

Same if you read my file!