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Don't do that.

It all began on the evening of Shrove Tuesday.

"Colette House Beauty Care Massages for Men"

Good evening, the girls are all over there and they are waiting.

They are eager to see you.

You, go away.

The mistress doesn't want to see you here anymore.

How is Francine's future?

Very fascinating, there is a long journey.

That's very nice.

A mysterious journey.

Look here, what does this queen mean?

Girls, come on, come on quick my beauties come with me to the

yellow living room.

Francine, Kiki, Alice, come with me.

What is it?

- Those men. - Very well.

Kiki, Francine, Alice, go there.

Florence, bring us some more champagne.

Francine, wait.

Antoine, are you still here?

Mr. Antoine, what more do you want?

I told you to never set foot in here again.

Here Madame Colette, I pay more, much more than the others.

Alright.

Come Francine, let's go.

But just this once.

You are so beautiful, Francine.

If you only knew how I love jewellery, I wish I had so many wonderful ones.

You are wonderful Francine.

They are for you. All for you.

But you must be mine, only mine.

Florence, why doesn't madame Colette want that man hanging around the house?

Who are you talking about?

About that chap who's up there with Francine.

Mr. Randall, have you been to Vietnam?

And so you can understand how here, like in Vietnam, there is no place for love.

That man is seriously in love with Francine.

Mine...

You will no longer go with the others.

You cannot understand these things, I can never forget that night,

the Vietcong penetrated our village, it was carnage.

I can still hear the screams of the wounded asking for mercy.

Well not completely because people want to read only

about the enemy's.

Why not finding a more cheerful topic?

Madame Colette, those two men - the masked ones I mean - who are they?

Do you know them?

I can't tell you.

We also have professional secrecy.

I see.

Well, we should urge Francine, I have little time left.

Francine, hurry up, they're waiting for you.

Come on, hurry up.

All right, I'll be right there.

No, Francine, don't go, please.

Come on, be good, I'll be back.

No. I told you not to do that.

Come on take it easy, next time we will decide everything.

You can't do this to me, you don't have to, bitch.

Then go away, you disgust me.

Any customer is better than you.

You don't have to do this to me.

Bitch, you're nothing but a whore.

You disgust me.

I would like to know more about that strange man who is upstairs with Francine.

What happened?

Francine is dead.

Quick, get out.

Get out.

You must leave now.

Soon. Hurry up.

Here, Inspector, we found her as you see her just now.

Mistral, take her to the morgue.

Right away, Inspector.

Antoine Gottvalles.

Richard Randall.

That's me.

Yes, I know.

Here.

Check this address for me.

Anyone else?

Well, there were also two customers.

And where did they go?

You know, in the commotion I didn't see them leave.

But you will have saw who they were with.

Of course, they stayed together with Kiki and Alice,

but they won't be able to tell you who they were...

the kind of people who come here, after hours, for sauna and massage.

Yes, massages, I understand.

Mr. Randall, when do you...

What more do you want to know, Inspector?

Antoine Gottvalles killed that poor girl, he had threatened

her several times.

It's all my fault, I should not have let that wretch in.

Mistral.

It is confirmed.

Have the order sent out immediately and search for this Antoine Gottvalles,

about six feet tall, brown hair and blue eyes.

Right away.

It's love.

True love, finally.

Don't disappoint me Pepin, please.

Who is it?

Don't worry about it.

Wait.

Who is it?

Marianne, it's me.

It's me, Antoine.

Please open up.

Tell him to go to hell.

Go away, Antoine.

Open or I'll break the door down.

I told you to go away, Antoine.

Open or I'll break in everything.

Everything, do you understand?

Open up, Marianne.

I'm in big trouble.

I don't know who to go to, Marianne.

Please get out of here, Antoine.

I don't want to know you.

Don't come here anymore.

Do you understand?

Go away.

Haven't you heard, you filthy bastard?

Marianne told you to get out of here, and go away.

You, come here.

Want to smoke, boy?

You're all sons of bitches.

Dear Georges, my opinion is that Gottvalles

is paranoid, unable to act rationally.

There are many men like him.

Have you read the autopsy?

Of course.

The poor girl's brain was crushed by the force of the blow of the lamp.

Father, please, let's discuss another topic.

Would you like something to drink?

I suppose this time you won't have to

put much effort into this process.

Well, in confidence, I've never seen such obvious guilt

since the first investigations. But I can't discuss the case, Theodore.

Of course. I understand.

Tonight Eleonora must do some work.

It's rather urgent, I need her to copy some notes.

We will have time to do it tomorrow.

Don't you feel like you're working a little too hard?

These notes are important to me.

By the way Roger, tomorrow morning you will have to go to the courthouse.

You'll see the Chancellor...

and give him the results of the psychiatric evaluation of Antoine Gottvalles.

Alright.

Would you like some coffee, Roger?

It is a pleasure to meet you.

Wait for me, Roger. I'll walk you to the door.

I'm sorry we can't meet tonight,

better if I didn't ask his permission.

Don't say that Roger, I couldn't be disloyal to my father

as I could not be with you.

What are you doing?

If my father could see us he would refuse to let us see each other.

Let's not be hasty.

See you tomorrow, Roger.

"Witness Room"

I'd like to see the damn thing die.

Poor Francine.

And yet I still have doubts.

I know Antoine very well,

we were once married.

Poor man.

Yes, he was violent, but not a killer.

There are no doubts. They will condemn him to death.

Dr. Delluc, do you remember me?

But of course, you're Mr. Randall.

Yes, we met at Professor Waldemar's.

You came to his home for an interview

I would like to ask you to grant me some of your precious time,

because I am writing a novel about a certain environment...

and I need a scholar's opinion, the psychiatrist's opinion,

and I know you're good at this.

And Professor Waldemar.

Come to rue Pigalle, doctor and you can enjoy Marianne's number that

is simply sensational.

Moreover, Richard has a table reserved all for himself.

And that's not all, Dr. Delluc. We take care of ourselves.

If the police temporarily shut us down,

Mr. Randall has a private lounge.

Antoine Gottvalles, you have been judged by this court.

The charge is the murder of Francine Didier.

No, I didn't kill her.

You're mad.

Silence.

I loved her.

The court has issued this judgement.

Guilty.

For this crime the punishment is death.

Old fool.

I am not a murderer.

You are the guilty ones, it's only because of your false

statements that I am here.

I curse you.

Filthy whore.

And you, interfering swine, will end up the same way.

And you, who couldn't wait to get rid of me, so that you could throw yourself

in the arms of that whore-monger.

I curse you all.

I will return from the grave and I will kill you all.

Listen to this headline:

"Antoine Gottvalles promises to return from the grave".

And here again,

"All those responsible for his conviction will die a violent death."

And you? Don't you worry?

You are on the list.

If I should worry about threats from convicts,

I should have been dead long ago.

Sweetheart, I have to say goodbye.

Here, buy yourself something.

Now I really have to go.

- When will I see you again? - Whenever you want.

Can we meet tomorrow?

Of course, call me.

Till tomorrow.

"Chronicle from the inside:

we have recently received news that the well-known Antoine Gottvalles,

convicted felon for the murder of Francine Didier, has escaped.

We will give more details as soon as they become available.

In the meantime, here is a summary of the individual concerned.

At the age of twelve he was confined to a reformatory from which he escaped."

Listen to the description of the daughter, she is a small woman...

From the communications department.

About forty, yes of course.

Put me through to radio control. It's urgent.

Stop.

Thief. Stop him.

Here's the report.

I'll take care of it right away.

I'll bring it to Gerard.

Our boy has changed means of transport,

he stole a motorbike and we've lost him.

This gives him an advantage in Paris traffic,

we'll find him by radio. Do it now.

He went that way.

We've located him in the Bois de Boulogne

This is the opportunity I've been waiting for, let's go.

Randall is usually here by now.

It is very late, I'm sorry but I have to leave.

If you need anything call me.

Enough. Stay still.

Let go.

My beauty where are you going? Come here.

Don't be stupid.

I guess that's enough for you.

Gaston, kick him out.

And don't let me see you here again.

How is it that you show so much interest in Tina?

One moment, Marianne.

I would like to talk to you.

Did you hear about Antoine?

I have never been convinced of his guilt.

Nor of all your witness statements.

And what do you want from me?

Antoine was your husband.

We loved each other very much.

Of course.

But that night you refused to help him, is that correct?

What made you to behave like this?

Fear?

You have to prepare for the next number.

I can't help you, Inspector.

You laid into that fellow.

However, try not to abuse it.

Miss, put me through to Judge Tessier, please.

Yes, Théodore Waldemar.

How are you?

I can't complain.

I'm pleased to hear it.

Can I help you?

Listen, Georges.

About those experiments of mine.

I would like to ask you a favour, but you mustn't think it strange.

Of course not.

Tell me about it. What can I do for you?

I would like to have the head of Antoine Gottvalles for research.

I understand that you may have difficulties,

but you have to try to get it for me.

Yes, I understand. All right, Théodore.

I'll see what I can do.

You really are a friend.

Don't expect miracles, though.

Truly a magnificent specimen.

It must be said that my friend Tessier has performed a miracle.

I would like to remove the eyes. See to it.

Professor, the eyes move.

Don't be ridiculous.

No muscle can move 24 hours after death.

It was not a muscle,

it's the iris that moved.

I swear to you.

Look, Roger.

What is it?

Tell him that I will be with him shortly.

You've been overworking, Roger.

Take a holiday, you've earned it.

A little rest will do you good.

A few days in the mountains will put you back on your feet.

I invited you here to show you what you were kind enough to obtain for me.

I find it quite horrific.

You must remember you're the one who condemned him to the guillotine.

But this was in court and I was doing my duty as judge.

You see, Théodore, that man was guilty, and for this I had to condemn him.

Of course.

In any case, I did the craniotomy and I assure you that it was a

very interesting study.

The head of Gottvalles.

His eyes, there was something

that I cannot explain to you. Do you understand, Eleonora?

No. Nobody believes it. Nobody, not even your father.

Why do you torment yourself?

Because I am sure of it.

Those eyes moved in the light.

Don't think about it.

They are the eyes of a dead man, Roger.

Francine, who had regained her detached and professional appearance,

Had a keen interest at the stolen jewellery.

I was struck by the change...

and full of hate and resentment, I reacted by hitting her repeatedly.

I furiously beat her, trying to destroy with my own hands

the signs of mercenary love.

Francine instead,

like the image of a Madonna,

seemed to smile at me in her hopeless pain, while she was

muffling her cries.

I was desperate.

Full of helpless fury I crushed her face with the alabaster lamp.

Fontaine speaking.

- I'm Colette, Inspector.

I would like to know something about my home.

Sorry madame,

-but for now there is nothing we can do about it.

And when will I have definite news?

I don't know, I will call you after I speak with Judge Tessier.

But several days have now passed.

And now, Colette?

It's all been solved, hasn't it?

The file is in the hands of the judge. He's the one who will decide.

Listen, I need to talk to you urgently. Can you come by?

Of course.

That was madame Colette.

What did she want at this hour?

She was very nervous, that woman must surely know something.

She wants to talk to me.

What's wrong with you, Alice?

Not sleeping?

I can't.

Do you feel sick?

I'm afraid.

Don't try to be clever.

You used to stay at the house of madame Colette...

and you were there the night of the murder.

I don't go there to kill people,

but to have fun.

Get him out of here, he annoys me.

Tell me, what is it?

The minister is putting pressure on us.

When I know something about it, I'll call you immediately.

Come in.

Hello, Randall.

You will find what I am about to tell you very strange,

but I asked you to come here in the hope that you can help me

to shed some light on the murder of Madame Colette.

You feel that the condemnation of Gottvalles was rather hasty

I would like you to return, with your sharp mind as a writer,

to the time of Madame Colette,

remembering even the smallest detail.

Madame Colette knew something. She had a secret.

I think she decided to talk, but she was prevented. She was killed first.

If you are interested in my opinion,

I believe that the motive of the crime was money.

It's a brutal way to steal, isn't it?

What do you know about this money?

They said she had a large sum hidden away somewhere.

You know, Madame Colette, was a somewhat eccentric woman,

she had no trust in banks.

Apart from your personal curiosity, who else could be interested in this matter?

There was someone else, one of the girls.

Well, yes, of course, Alice.

She seemed very interested,

but now she has left the house, and nobody knows where she's gone.

That's why she disappeared.

I have the impression that she was also aware of Madame Colette's secret.

Polinon, free all the informants we have.

We have to find her now.

All right.

Randall, I have never been completely convinced that a writer,

for work reasons, should live among whores.

What other reason is there?

I don't care what you think.

Do you want to arrest me for this?

Get out.

There is no point in hiding your king, old boy.

Don't judge too quickly, Georges.

You know what?

After the death of Madame Colette,

no more joking about Gottevalles' curse.

These are superstitions.

Anyway, I'm glad not to be on his list.

Listen, Eleonora, why don't we go somewhere?

I'd like to be alone with you so we can talk.

We can't always see each other here.

Roger, be patient.

You know very well my father's opinion.

Of course.

How are the experiments on the head of Gottvalles?

Good.

I discovered something very interesting.

In his brain, there are traces of abnormal tissues,

which in fact would contribute to his abnormality.

I have studied these elements in depth and I have come to

the conclusion

he was a schizophrenic.

Perhaps.

But, you see, after the murder of Madame Colette, I had doubts that

I condemned the wrong person.

I want to review all files of the case.

I wouldn't want to make a serious mistake.

It's your move.

Checkmate.

Professor, if you allow...

Father, what is it? What's happened to father?

Nothing, Eleonora.

Drink this.

I feel faint.

I'll have Roger drive you home.

I will accompany you, Judge.

Not at all.

You have a very nice villa.

My compliments.

- I enjoy it very little, Roger. - Of course, with your work.

Are you sure you feel well?

And take care.

I wanted to say good night, father.

One moment, Eleonora.

I wanted to ask you something.

Please do.

I didn't like Roger being alone with you in the other room.

You know my opinion.

I don't want that boy to bother you.

I know your opinion concerning this, and you know that I've always respected your wishes. But...

But what?

Well, it is not my fault if he has feelings for me.

I told him to leave you alone, but evidently he does not want to understand.

I will have to talk to him again.

Please, father, don't worry about it.

All this is very embarrassing for me.

I promise you...

- It's Tessier. - Georges. How do you feel?

Did you get over that turn?

I feel much better now.

You'll find that a glass of cognac and a good night's sleep will work wonders.

That's what you need.

I will follow your advice.

And tomorrow you'll be fine.

I'll read again the trial proceedings of the Gottvalles case.

I'll let you know if I find something.

I will try not to embarrass you further, alright?

Goodnight, darling.

Thank you, father. Goodnight.

Tina, I want to talk to you.

Yes? What about?

I saw you were talking to Pepin in secret.

True, but not in the way that you are thinking, my dear.

In what way then?

- I have to go now. - I'd like an answer now.

Why?

Pepin sometimes disappears for hours, like now.

I'm sure you know where he goes, and with whom.

I'm frightened, Pepin.

I do not want to end up like madame Colette.

Don't be foolish.

You must have faith in me.

We'll make a lot of money out of it.

And Marianne?

That's my business.

Maybe it's better to give up everything and call the police.

What are you saying?

Pack your suitcase and be careful.

And the old man?

He's asleep.

Max, my love.

Aren't you feeling well?

I had a bad nightmare, but it's over now.

It was a horrible nightmare, father.

It was as if they hurt a loved one,

but I couldn't understand who it was.

Yes, speaking.

It's Doris. Judge Tessier has been murdered.

That's not possible.

I found him in his room, he had his throat slit.

I beg you Professor, come at once, please.

Yes, don't worry.

What happened?

What has happened, father?

It was Doris, poor Georges.

He was murdered.

He was murdered tonight.

I wonder why Tessier died.

The poor fellow was on Gottvalles' list.

According to the list it would be the turn of Pepin and Marianne.

But you, Randall.

Not on the list, are you?

But this would only happen if the possibility really existed

that someone could take revenge after the fact.

It's strange, but a slender thread seems to connect this unusual series of deaths,

does this not seem absurd to you?

In any case there must be a plausible cause in all these crimes.

It's an interesting case, unprecedented as far as I know.

That is why I am writing it, I'm fascinated.

As far as I am concerned, gentlemen,

the killer is cunning, but won't escape justice.

Excuse my question, Inspector, but I understand you have arrested Doris,

Tessier's maid, and her young lover.

Is there evidence against them?

I arrested the girl for complicity, but she is too slight to have made those blows.

The man instead...

Max, the lover of that girl, there is no doubt.

You did well, Inspector,

Now excuse me, I have to go.

Well, I bid you goodbye, Inspector.

You don't need me, do you?

One moment, Randall.

Also, this time it went wrong. Seems to me like scratches.

You can go.

I'd prefer it if you didn't leave Paris, at least for the time-being.

I will need further clarification on this case.

Just a few questions.

Don't worry, I won't detain you too long.

Listen, Martin, you were the only stranger who was in the

villa of the judge at that time of the night.

You tell me that you went there to have a good time with that little friend of yours,

and Doris confirms your alibi. But I find it a little weak.

What reason would I have to kill him?

If you ever had one, be sure that I will find it.

Alright, that's enough.

Sign the statement.

Let him go, he's free.

Martin, don't disappear. Perhaps we will see each other again.

Charles, this is clean.

Why, Inspector?

In addition to his alibi, Martin has another one.

He is left-handed and the judge was killed with the right.

I would like to speak with your director, Pepin.

- He was here at the opening of the club but now... - Has he left?

Yes, sir.

I understand, thank you.

Roger, what are you doing?

You frightened me.

Stop it. We're allowed to meet each other to talk, just for that.

What's wrong with you?

You've changed a great deal recently.

You know my father's opinion about our relationship.

But I don't understand why he should object.

I already told you. It will take some time.

My father is old-fashioned.

Try to understand. I love you. Please just be patient a little longer.

I was not mistaken.

Go away, Roger.

Go far away from here.

Don't ever again show your face here. Do you understand? Leave, Roger.

Find anything in Randall's manuscript?

Yes, very interesting.

Do you remember how many girls were at Colette's?

Five in all.

The one we found killed in Pepin's home, Alice.

I would like to speak with you, doctor.

I don't feel like talking to anyone.

Have you ever been a client of madame Colette?

Me? Are you joking?

You are the only person that I know to be in love with Eleonora.

What are you talking about?

Listen.

There is Randall who in the manuscript of his novel speaks

of a certain Eleonora.

There are many Eleonora's in this world.

All right, but after I have spoken with Randall

I think I'll know another one.

You like to dance.

It's my passion.

Who can that be?

Marianne, why are you here?

Come in.

Sorry to bother you but I knew that Tina was here

and I wanted to talk to her.

Hello Marianne.

I'll get you something strong.

I know you're angry because I accused you of flirting with Pepin,

and instead it was with Alice who he was cheating on me.

I had lost my mind, you know?

Police interrogations.

I didn't know what to do anymore.

Here you go, this will buck you up.

Tina, I know you had an appointment with Pepin,

you had to meet after the club closed, the night he was murdered.

But our meeting was only business, nothing else.

It doesn't matter anymore, but if he was going to meet you I thought...

I met him.

Alone?

No, he was with Alice.

I told you it was just for business, I had to talk to someone,

but I don't want to discuss it anymore.

And don't bother me anymore.

Wait, I'll be right back, Tina,

I don't understand the reason for all these questions.

The truth is that I am afraid,

I was very fond of Pepin and I don't know why he was killed.

Perhaps Antoine's curse.

I can't believe it. And I know you don't believe it either.

But all those who have been killed had testified against him.

Sorry Marianne, Tina is very nervous and I wouldn't want her...

The light.

Max, that girl's lover.

There are no doubts.

Not now.

Good evening, Doris. My apologies for disturbing you, but it is necessary

to ask you a few questions.

I need some information.

One moment, I'll call Martin.

No, I want to talk to you.

Excuse me, but I have to ask you a rather intimate question.

Do you have another friend besides Martin?

No, absolutely not.

Martin and I are to be married in a few months.

So who is Max?

Martin, that's his real name, Martin.

Come on Doris, tell me everything.

It will be better for the two of you.

Look Inspector,

when Martin and I are making love, I call him Max.

Max, that girl's lover.

There are no doubts.

Are you still here, father?

Hurry up, go to bed, it's very late, you need to rest.

Listen to me.

Father, what is it?

That's why you didn't want to give me Eleonora.

A case like yours should fit in sexual psychopathy,

you are not only a sexual psychopath, Waldemar,

Congenitally, you are a filthy pig.

How could I not notice before you were jealous of your daughter?

Yes, morbidly jealous, but now I've found you out.

I will kill you with these very hands.

Roger, please don't do this.

Stop.

He is mine now.

This is the end for you Waldemar,

the initial that Randall wrote with blood before dying looked like an M

and instead I discovered it was a W,

to identify you, Waldemar,

that with your sick mind, possessed prostitutes named with your

daughter's name.

Do you know where I found this mask?

In the house of Judge Tessier, who was your unsuspecting accomplice.

I'm sure that in this home I'll find a similar mask.

Francine was your first victim. Do you remember, Waldemar?

What's wrong with you?

Nothing. It's nothing, go away.

Eleonora, what happened to you?

Tell me, my sweet.

Leonora, I want to help you.

Go away.

You disgust me, go away.

No, Eleonora. You don't have to talk to me like that.

I told you to leave.

You disgust me.

Who is this Eleonora? Is she a whore?

Shut up. You have to shut up.

Do you understand?

Eleonora is a whore and you're a lousy old man.

Shut up, you slut.

- Suck. - Stop it.

After the first crime killing becomes easy.

Antoine Gottvalles was sacrificed thanks to the friendship of Judge Tessier.

And madame Colette who laughed of the two of you,

and perhaps blackmailed you, was the third victim.

But you, Waldemar, who understood that game subtracted 400,000

francs from her,

you were very clever.

You managed to divert the investigation making us

think of a theft.

Then it was the turn of the judge, better not to share with

anyone certain burdens.

Alice had managed to discover Madame Colette's secret and

revealed it to Pepin.

Pepin in turn blackmailed you, didn't he?

They had to die.

Randall, Marianne, Tina, their end was marked.

This is not true.

It is not so.

It was Antoine Gottvalles,

it was him with his devilish eyes who ordered me to kill.

The jury might believe

that those eyes had an affect on your sick mind.

That same suggestion that you tried to transfer into Roger.

Stop him.