All language subtitles for Maigret S01E01 Murder in Monmartre_Track03-eng

{traffic humming)

(french accordion music)

(relaxing lounge music)

(muffled chatter)

- What's the matter. Arlette?
- Nothing

- What do you think you're doing?

That's not what you're being paid for

Now go and finish your act

Look here, my dear girl, I
told you to go and finish

(door clicking)

- What's the trouble”?

- How should I know?

{slow Parisian music)

(slow dramatic music)
(footsteps thud)

- Please.
- What is it, miss?

- I want to report a murder

(dramatic suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(match striking)

{light Parisian music)

(people chattering)

{door slams)

- [Man] How long's he gonna be”?

- [Man] I'm telling you now
I mean it, I mean it, too

- Bonjour monsieur

- Bonjour

(typewriter keys clacking)

- What do you got”?

- Oh, patron

- Where's Lapointe?

- At Jabert on the warehouse case.

I'm doing the statements
for the magistrates

He wants them this morning

- Mm-hm, Javier? (coughs)

- He's taking a statement

from a girl who's coming
in with some story

- Mm-hm, what are these
people waiting out here?

Anything te do with us?

- No, patron

- This wind goes on we're gonna have rain.

- Yeah.

{typewriter clacking)

(sniffing)

- Lucas.

- Patron?

- She yours?

- Ah, no, this is the girl

Lapointe's supposed to be questioning.

He must have brought
her in here to see you

He slipped off somewhere.

Lapointe?

- What's it all about?

- She made a statement to
the police in Montmartre

Lapointe had it

I should think it's here somewhere.

Here we are.

Something about a Countess.

- All right, Lucas, you're busy.

I'll deal with this.

Send Lapointe in as scon as you find him

- I most certainly will

- Don't be too hard on him.

We were young once

(chuckles)

- Mademoiselle?

Mademoiselle?

- Can I go home?

- One to two questions

- It's nothing but questions

Oh, my head

- Please.

- Do you mind”?

- Mm, go ahead

- I'l never get them on again

(grunts)

Yes?

- You are Jeanne Marie Marcelle
Lelure known as Arlette.

- Age 24, born at Moulin

Living 42C Rue Notre
Dame de Lorette, Paris

and working as a dancer
in Picratt in Rue Nova.

I've said all this a dozen
times since five this morning

- Ah, when you went into your
local police station and said,

"I've come to report a murder.”

Question, whose?

A Countess.

When was it committed?

Not yet

Really Mademoiselle you must
say a little more than that

- Well I have.

- I was sitting in the
club with a customer

after I'd finished my act, which is what?

- I strip to music

- Ah.

I heard two men talking at the next table.

I could not see them
because of the partition.

One was called Oscar.

And he said, "The Countess
still has her jewels

"but at the rate she's going,
she won't have them long

"We'll have to deal with her."

Just like that?

Mm.

Then they got up and
went out and [ could see

that the man called Oscar
was tall, broad shouldered

and with a face like a boxer.

After which, like a good citizen,

you went and told the police hm?

Did your companion hear this?

- No.

- What's his name?

- Albert.

- Albert, hm.

Is he your lover?

- No, he says he loves me

- And you?

- Well, I like him.

- Hm.

Well, I expect we'll find him

- Oh no, no you mustn't.

- Ch your story could do
with a little confirmation

- Well, no it couldn't

- Why not?

- I was very drunk last night

You ask anyone

I don't know what I heard.

- Where had you been drinking?

- Oh around and then in the club.

- And when you'd had enough to drink,

you went to the police
and told them the story.

- So they say

- But why?

- Because I didn't want to go home.

You know how it is when you've
been drinking all night

- Are you now saying this story's untrue?

- If you like.

- No Countess?

No, no. no Oscar, no murder?

- No.

- I suppose you know it's an offence

to make a false declaration to the police?

- Yes, well, I'll pay the
fine if that's what you want

Just let me go home te bed

- Alright

-Can I?

- You're not worth my
time or the magistrate

Next time you get drunk think
of some other joke to play.

- Don't worry

I've had enough police
stations te last, thank you

{heels clicking)

- Well, what did you make of it?

- I'm not sure.

- Och, smells like a bedroom

- Well not mine.

(chuckles)

- Funny, she was lying

- The usual false alarm?

- No, no.

Sometimes she was lying
in the wrong places

(button clicking)

I want any report of any
crime involving a Countess

put straight through to me

- Ah, Lapointe, I want a word with you.

- Ah Lucas.

Lucas tells me that he asked
you to question that girl

- Yes, I was going to

It was just that I remembered
something downstairs

and I went to fetch it.

I'll see her now, shall I?

- She's gone

- Oh.

- What's the matter?

Are you shy or something?

- (chuckles) Well in a way perhaps.

- Hm, well you'll get over it

In the meantime don't ge running off

without telling anyone where you are.

You're on duty all the
time you're up here

Understood?

- Yes, patron.

(exhales)

- Well, go on

It's not the end of the world.

- Yes patron

(door clicking)

{relaxed French music)

{door creaking)

(screaming)

(dramatic music)

{relaxed French music)

(coughing)

- Well this is all very nice
but what about some lunch?

- Oh darling, I'm terribly sorry

but I'm trying something new

It'll be ready in a minute.

I'l go and see if it's
done. (lips smacking)

I want to know what you think

of the chicken I got this moming

There was a lovely plump
bird hanging in the shop

- What?

{grunting

- Smells delicious.

Be ready in two minutes

- Good, what's it gonna be?

- Ah, you'll see.

It's a surprise

I got it from a shop
I've never tried before.

- What's wrong with Shelly?

- He takes me too much for granted

{grunting

- It'll do him good

to see me go somewhere else for
a change. (doorbell ringing)

Oh no, not just as we're going to eat

- Send him away.

- Madame.

- Ah, Monsieur Lucas

- I'm so sorry Madame, but this is urgent.

- Lucas, come in

Sit down.

Set a place for him

- No, no, no, no patron really

No truly Madame, my figure

(laughing)

Patron. there's been a murder

- The Countess?

- No, the girl

(sighing)

I'm sorry, Madame.

- Tell him I will a casserole
the chicken for tonight

(chuckles)

- All right.

- Have a word with the concierge Lucas

- All right.

- All right, will you all
wait outside a minute please?

- Doctor?

- Strangled about an hour and a half ago

Seized from behind by the look of it.

- Mm-hm.

- She took her shoes off.

- What?

- Oh nothing, nothing

All right, doctor

I'll send her out to you

- Thank you

(paper shuffling)

- Concierge didn't see her come in

- Anyone else”?

- No, the office is on the first floor

People coming and going all the time

- Hows long has she been here?
- About two years

- [s that her?

- Yeah.

- Studio portraits in a
nightclub where she works

- Yeah.

- Picratt's.

- Mm.

- Not these though

These were taken by some amateur

- Aye yi yi, some amateur

- (sighing) hm

Farewell to them.

She kept the place clean

- Funny sort of girl to be a house proud

- Funny sort of girl te be murdered

I think whoever it was probably
waited in there for her.

- Till she came back.

- Till she came back from us.

She was killed because she came to us.

All right, Lucas.

You look after the scene.

And I'll take a look at
this Picratt's place

- Right.

{Parisian cafe music)

(traffic rumbling)

(kids chattering)

- Shut.

- Where's the owner?

- Asleep

- Since when?

- Seven, half past.

{cup clattering)

I'm his wife.

- Wake him.

- Why?

- Inspector Maigret Criminal Justice

(sighing)

- Fred, Fred wake up.

- Huh.

- Police.

What's the trouble?
- Were you we here last night?

- Oh, of course, I'm here every night.

I look after the cloak room.

Cook if anybody wants to eat

- So you would remember
anyone who came in”?

- Oh, pretty well.

- Arlette”?

- {scoffing) Course, she works here.

- Where'd she sit last night
after she finished her dance

or whatever it is?

- 'Tis a dance.

It's very artistic.

She sat over there.

- Was she alone?

- No, with some boys who's
been wasting her time lately

- Name?

- Albert.

Why, is it him you're after?

- Not specially?

What about the two men
over at the next table?

- There was nobody sitting at that table

- Where were the two men?

- There weren't any two men

There was a big Dutchman here with a party

and American over there with two girls

No two men.

- Well who is Oscar?

- Oscar?

Well there's a butcher
down the road called Oscar.

Good chap with a moustache

- Oh no, this Oscar's
fall, broad shouldered,

face like a boxer.

- Ah, here's my husband

- Good maming Inspector, Fred Alfonsi

Wanna drink?

- Not now, thank you

- Always glad if I can help the police

Make me some coffee then.

- He wants to know who
was here last night

- Can you tell us why?

- Arlette is dead.

- Arlette”?

- Strangled in her room this morning.

- Oh.

No, who could do such a dreadful thing?

Oh, poor Arlette.

- How did it happen”

- She overheard a conversation

in here last night between two men.

One of them called Oscar.

It was about the murder of a Countess.

After you closed she went
round to the local police

They sent her to us

We sent her home.

- And there she was killed?

- Yeah.

By someone a knew her
flat and waited for her.

- I have no idea who that could be.

- Most of these girls take the customers

home sometimes, don't they?

- Not during working hours

They lose on drinks.

- Had she a lover?

What about last night's young man?

- Albert?

Whoa, no, no

He always went home early.

So he had work to do.

- Mm-hm.

What about you?

- What?
- Yeah.

- Me?

Oh, don't bother about Rose

She's not jealous

- Mm, he's a terror for
the girls, this one

- As matter of fact, once,
twice, well naturally

- So you do know her flat?

- Nope, never went near it

- Out there, in the kitchen

- Or upstairs

- And you never heard
of Oscar or a Countess?

- Never.

Shall I open tonight?

- As you wish.

- And if you came, you could
question all the others

I mean to try to help you

Always been on good terms with the police.

(feet pounding)

- Who can this be?

We're not o-

(panting)

- Lapointe?

- Patron.

I came when I heard, when
I knew that she was -

(exhaling)

I came to tell you that.

- Your first name is Albert.

I'd forgotten that.

Here, come sit down.

- Oh, thank you Monsieur Fred.

- I expect you've work to do

- I'l find some.

- Quite irregular.

- I'm sorry

- Don't be sorry.

Nothing wrong with it.

What brought you here in the first place?

- I was showing a friend round Paris.

We ended up here

- How long ago™

- Three weeks.

- It seems a lifetime hm.

- Yes.

She wasn't what you think she was patron

What you thought she was this moming

She was different from the others.

- Would you have married her?

- Someday

If I could have got her away from here.

- If?

- In a way she seemed to like it here

Or she was afraid to leave.

She was afraid of
something, I do know that

- Some man”?

- Yes.

- Oscar?

- She never mentioned his
name but she was afraid.

She had a false identity card too

- Did she indeed?

Her name wasn't Lelure?

What was it?

- I don't know.

Arlette.

- You care for this?

No more any use to us

{sad violin music)

- Do you still want to go
on working on this case?

- Yes patron

I want to find the man who killed her.

- All right, come on.

- Good bye.

- Monsieur.

{typewriter clacking)
{phone ringing)

- Hello Lucas.

What?

Ah Janvier.

{Speaking in French) three years ago

Mm-hm, I see.

Yes, I think he's just come in.

I'll tell him.

Janvier's been on the phone to Moulin

Jean Lelure left her
family three years ago

and they haven't hear of her since

- Neither have we.

- Huh?

- Arlette had Lelure's identity card

- Ah, so Jean Lelure's the
only name we have for Arlette

- Yes.

(sighing)

What else have we got?

- The Concierge at the
apartments said that a man rang

up about two years ago
and left a message to say

that Oscar would be calling.

- Two years ago

- She remembered it

because he was the only
man who ever did call.

- He was her only visitor?

Shew, big broad shouldered man

Ah, she must have known other men.

Lucas, those photographs of Arlette

Take them round to hotel.

- There was Monsieur Fred.

- Oh yeah

In the kitchen.

Now, what about Monsieur Fred, hm?

And his wife.

- She's a lot older than he is.

That's why she lets him do
what he likes with the girls

She's afraid of losing him.

Arlette was the only
one she worried about.

She'd have got rid of her

if she hadn't been the main attraction.

- All this from Arlette?

- Yes, she always told the truth

- (scoffs) Except once

In here this morning

May be some stuff on Fred

Get on the record.

See ff you can find it

- Patron.

- Gonna go back to Picratt's later

- Do you want me to come along?

- No, ask Janvier to get a description
of this Lelure girl

I want to know how she
lost her identity card

- Anything else?

Yeah, find me a big chap called Oscar

Ask him if he's strangled anyone lately.

(laughing)
(phone ringing)

Thank you Lucas.

Will the press get the picture?

- They'll be out tomorrow

Hello?

What?

Hold on.

Patron.

- Mm-hm.

- An old woman's been found
strangled in her apartment

Rue Victor Masse.

- (sighing) Name

- Countess Von Farnhem.

(dramatic music)

(sad music)

- Well I'm finished now.

Tell the Inspector I'll send
my repert directly along

Who is this?

Who are you”?

- Dr. Kazimir Bloch.

- And what do you want?

- She was my patient.

- She's mine now.

- Tell me, how did she die?

- She was strangled

- Oh, then there is nothing
I can do to help you

- I shouldn't go

There may be someone you can help

The Inspector, for instance

- Hi Doctor.

(exhaling)

She's rock bottom.

Who is he?

- The lady's medical advisor

- Kazimir Bloch.

- All right, doctor, will
you wait outside please?

- Now Ferrand.

- All right sir.

Do you want us all outside now?

- Yes, please

- All right fellows, all outside

- One plain plainclothesman downstairs

Don't stop anyone coming up

Leave the street door ajar

- Right.

(sighing)

- Same as before?

- Exactly

- By the same hand?

- Bruises are anonymous

but both were strangled from behind

by a man of unusual strength.

- Or a woman?

- If she was as strong as a man

- How old was she?

-45t0 50.

- What, she looks ancient.

- Notice all the bottles.

And look at this.

- Ah.

- Done with this.

- Mm.

Surely they didn't usually drink as well?

- They'll do anything

Well, I'll be getting along

Don't send me any more tonight

I'm going out to dinner.

- Do you knows anything
about this Kazimir Bloch?

- I only know about one of his patients

But that's enough
- Send him in will you?

- Right.

{shoes clicking)

- You wanted me Inspector?

- How long has she been your patient?

- Three years

- And how long a drug addict?

- 15 years so she said

- Where did she get it from”

- No idea?

- From you?

- Oh no, no, no.

Only twice in the course

of her medical treatment, you understand

- Mm.

Know anything else about her?

- Very little.

- Who is Oscar?

- Oscar, Oscar?

I do not know.

- All right, you can go.

- The concierge is an old sourpuss

She says she saw no one come in

I think she spends half her
day in gossiping upstairs

She cooks for old man on the top floor

She was taking him up his dinner,

noticed the apartment was open

Looked in, saw what had
happened and called the police.

- What does she know about the Countess?

- She's been here about five years

Never went out.

Not many visitors

- Any special ones?

- Long haired young man
who called her auntie.

- Auntie?

- Mm.

- Look at this.

- Robbery the motive?

- "The Countess still has her jewels

"but at the rate she's going
she won't have them long."

Lucas, Arlette was right
about everything so far

She told us the whole truth.

(feet thumping)

(fist banging)

- Hello?

Auntie?

{man gasping)

- You've found uncle.

(laughing)

- Poor old auntie.

- She was murdered.

- Well, it wasn't me

I haven't been here for days

I say do cover her up

She looks awful.

I suppose you're the police, are you?

{door banging)

Or are you murderers?

- Name?

- Philippe

- Philippe what?

- Mortemartre.

And my father is a professor at Grenoble

SO you better be careful

(shickering)

Not of course that he wouldn't
like to see me in prison

(scoffs)

- Take your jacket off

- Do what?
- Come on, do as you're told

- All right.

Hm?

- Like a pin cushion

When did you have your last shot?

(snickers)

- You shan't say

- Not long enough ago.

Did you supply her?

- I don't have to answer.

- No, but you will

Lucas.

Take a look through the place.

Stay here until the van comes for her

Then take this lad down to the office

and hand him over to Torrance.

Put a call through to Nice.

Get some details on her husband and so on.

And after that you can get some sleep.

(chuckles)

- And you patron?

- Home to dinner.

After that Picratt's.

- And who is this Torrance?

- Torrance?

- Mm.

- Oh, Torrance is horrible

He's twice the size of me.

Muscle man.

Nasty temper.

(shuddering)

- won't like him.

(chuckles)

- He won't like you

(snickers)

- What will he do?

- Oh, ask you questions

- I shan't know the answers.

Nobody ever tells me anything

- Not even Oscar?

(jazzy piano music)

(fingers snapping)

- Champagne for the Monsieur

- Rather have a cognac

- Monsieur, I will put
the champagne on the table

for the look of the thing

It's compulsory for other guests.

And a cognac

- Are there any other guests”?

- Oh it's early still but they will come.

- How about the Countess huh?

Oh, it's all over Montmartre.

She was strangled, wasn't she?

- Hm.

Strangled

- Who do you want to see?

- One of the girls?

(fingers snapping)
- Betty.

- Hello (muttering)

- He's Chief Inspector Maigret,
Criminal Justice, dear

- He is?

- Now answer his questions
like a good girl

- Hello Inspector

- Would you like something”?

- Not yet. Francois
will you bring me a glass

for the look of the thing?

- Arlette sat here last night, didn't she?

- Yes.

- What'd you think of her?

- Kind of girl drank a lot.

- Any lovers?

- Oh I wouldn't say that.

Fred of course.

That's compulsory from time
to time like the champagne

Maybe ane or two others

You knewe how it is up here

- Mm-hm.

No one steady, huh?

- Only Albert

She would have gone away with him

- Did she say so?

- In away

Last night we were changing.

She said what a fool she
was and how she'd like

to change everything

I said you and this place

She said if that was all.

Wouldn't say any more though

- Are you strong Mademoiselle?
- I used to be an acrobat.

Try me

(exhales)

We're well matched you and I

- Hello, is that Madame Boucher?

This is a police inquiry from Paris

I want to know if you ever found posts

for any staff at the Villa
Qasis between Nice and Antibe.

The counter count is Von Farnhem.

Oh yes, a long time ago.

Do you remember?

Yes. I'll hold on, thank you

I found out a lot about the
Count and Countess patron

Five years after they were married

the Count was found dead at the foot

of the cliff outside the Villa.

- Beer for three from
the Brasserie Dauphine

- No, not for me, thank you
- No, for me

Verdict?

- Patron?

- From the Count.

Suicide, accident, murder?

- Oh, accident.

Hello, yes Madame, yes

- Ah Lucas, I hope you
feel better than I do.

- [Lapointe] Yes, go ahead please

(chuckles)
- Picratt's?

- Yeah, really bad champagne

Got Philippe in there?

- Yes. I took over from Torrance.

- Has he talked yet”?

- Not yet.

- How is he?

- Nasty

- Let the police know that
we're holding Philippe

Mortemartre for
interrogation in connection

with the murder of the Countess.

So far he's said nothing.

I want it in the early evening editions

And tell narcotics about Dr. Bloch.

- Well thank you very much -
- Where's that beer?

- Madame, we're most grateful.

(receiver thumps)

Patron, I've got a list of
the servants at the Villa

at the time of the Count's death.

- Hm, did you think of asking for that?

- Yes.

- Good, anything interesting?

- Yes, patron.

Amongst them is Oscar Bonvoisin, 45,

valet de chambre and chauffeur.

- Oscar.

Good, oh, this is 15 years ago.

Does she know where any of them are now?

- One of them.

A Rosalie Moncoeur, the cook

She found her a job the other day

with a South American family called Gomez

and the trouble is they moved to Paris

- That's not trouble.

It's good

- But we don't have their address.

- Be a detective, find out

- Now?

- This minute.

- Ah Janvier's got a lead
on the girl's identity.

- Mm-hm, did you have many
questions, many calls?

- 32, but this was the only
woman who knew Arlette had

a birthmark on her foot.

- Mm. mother?

- Aunt.

She says Arlette is really Anne
Marie Trochain from Lisieux.

Good family.

Her great grandfather
was a General Trochain.

- Oh, the Lion of the Congo

- Ah, yes, of course

Well, it seems Arlette was
the alley cat of Lisieux

She was thrown out of a convent school.

Picked up by all sorts of men

Was gonna have a baby when
she left three years ago

(scoffs)

-16, did it live?

- Don't know.

- Nor the father I suppose

- No, but probably not local

Arlette went to the
Auvergne with her mother

who was taking a cure at Bourboule.

- Bourboule Hmm,

That's near Clermont-Ferrand, isn't it?

Thermal baths or something

La Bourboule here.

- And four months after she got back

from there she disappeared

- Patron, I've had some luck

The (indistinct) knew the Gomez address.

- So they should

- No, but straight away, just like that

It's 132 Avenue d'léna.

- Good.

Rosalie Moncoeur huh?

Wonder what sort of a cook she is?

- Irma, beat up those six egg yolks now.

Save the whites.

I'll use them later.

Now Monsieur yes.

Not forgetting I have
lunch for 20 in an hour.

- What are they having”?

- Woodcock stuffed with
oysters and me own sauce

That what you came to ask me”?

- Oh no, no.

It's about the Countess Von Farnhem.

- Oh ves, I see

Not surprised

- Did you work for her
after her husband died?

- Not for long.

People I work for has to
be in time for their meals

and sober enough to knowr
what they're eating

(chuckles)

- Do you remember Oscar Bonvoisin?

- Him, ves

- Will you describe him for me please”

- Big, dark, broad
shouldered, very muscular

Some people admire that type, but I don't.

And I told him so.

- Ch, did he make advances to you”

- To all of us.

Hated me 'cause I wouldn't.

- And the others did?

- They did

And the Countess.

Was he the murderer?

- Perhaps.

- Funny thing, I thought
I saw him the other day

- Where?

- Up in Montmartre, rue Clignancourt

He was staring at me

and while I was trying
to remember who he was

he just suddenly turned
and walked away, but ah,

I could be wrong.

- Have you seen any of the
other servants since you left?

- Antoinette died soon after I left.

Tried to stop a baby, his

I saw Maria not long ago

She's on the streets, hm.

That's Oscar's doing too, I dare say

He was a terror with the girls

The very night they arrived
he'd be up to their room

Bang, open the door and there you were

One after the other.

And he couldn't even be
bothered to say, thank you

- Was he married?

(scoffs)

- Not him.

Oo, he had a mother in his hometown.

Used to send her money

- Where?

- Well, it was in the Auvergne area near
Clermont-Ferrand.

- Bourboule?

- Well, you seem to
know it all, don't you?

(chuckles)

Merci, Madame

Merci. (laughing)

(gasps)
Irma, hurry up

with those eggs.

If you make me boil this
there'll be another murder done.

- Thanks Janvier.

- Well, Lapointe, Oscar
Bonvoisin's the man we want.

- Janvier's been through
with the list of hotels

Arlette went to with various men.

- Oh, descriptions of the men?

- All kinds.

Mostly @ man who answers
to Oscar's description

- It's in the early papers as you wanted

- Oh, Philippe?

- Yeah it's that we
questioned for hours and hours

but so far he's told us nothing

- When Oscar reads this he'll
realise the danger he's in

- There's also an editorial asking how

many more murders there'll
be before we do anything

(chuckles)

- Well, that depends on you

- Me patron?

- Largely

Go away, dress yourself up
as an out of work labourer

and report back here

- I'm to follow someone?

- Yes, go on, hurry

Don't over do it now.

No beard. (laughing)

Bring him in

- All right Thomas, you're turn.

Come on.

(grunts)

Come on, come on

Look I, I want to see a doctor, right?

I demand to see a doctor.

I want to go fo a hospital for treatment.

My father is a very important man.

It will be in all the papers
if you don't treat me well

- Where does Oscar Bonvoisin live?

-lwanttogotoa
hospital for treatment.

You, you can't refuse it

I have a right to

I want to go to a hospital now

- Fine.

There's the door.

- Do you mean I'm to go”? (laughing)

It's not right to turn me out like this.

- That's what you've been asking for.

- You don't understand.

I want treatment.

- You want another shot.

Allright, go and get it

Go and do what you like

but get out of here

- All right, there's no need to push.

- Not that door, that one

(door slamming)

Send Thomas down with him.

Now tell him to hold him at the door with

some formality, all right?
- All right, Thomas?

- Good, I want you to stick to Philippe.

- You let him go”?

- Yes.

He's down at the door.

They'll hold him until we say

Nows don't lose him and
telephone me when you can

- Here?

- No, at Picratt's

Have you got a gun”

- No, is he dangerous”

- Philippe isn't but his friends may be

Now, here, take this

Lucas will pick you up. off you go

- Should we warn the other stations?

- Nope, from now on we
won't be leaving Montmartre

{suspenseful music)

{seductive jazz music)

- Smile, smile.

Not so fast.

- Ah, ah, stop, stop there, that's enough

Now up onto the stage

- And smile.

Think of the money

- (indistinct)

Now, down to the waist

Good, now turn around

Watch me.

- Blackout.

All right, dear.

Get off and get dressed.

- Well, do you think she's going to do”?

- She'll have to.

What do you think?

- She's not as good as Arlette

- Not the same class.

- Better figure.

- He might just as well be
drinking a cup of coffee

- Yeah.

- I don't know.

I think I'll have a word with her.

(door slamming)

- Just look at that.

I'll tell you

It's always the same with these girls

They don't take care of anything

they haven't paid for themselves

- How long have you known Fred”

- Fred?

Oh, (chuckles) years.

- 30, 40, 50?

- Good heavens, no

He'd have been a child then.

- Yeah.

- Not that he isn't
still a child of course.

Men always are really, don't you think”

(tense music)

You?

- Very good of you.

- Oh, always glad to entertain the police.

Never run into any trouble here

- Monsieur, mm.

- Merci.

- We're right behind Lapointe

Philippe went into a
house in Rue de Matteo,

but he didn't stay long.

He's obviously looking

He's someone moving along
the street now towards you

- Right, thank you, Lucas

- Is this your headquarters”

- Yes, for the moment.

- I'm honoured.

I see that you've let
that young fellow go

- Yes, did you know him?

- I guess I know most
people in the quarter

- Did you know that he drugs?

- Yes.

Anything to do with the case?

- Perhaps.

Why do they do it huh?

So many good things in the world

- You should feel sorry for those people

- I'm sorry for the people they were.

- There was never any
of that going on here

And I don't see how
Arlette became involved.

- She didn't.

Arlette became involved
with one of those men

who catch a girl when she's young

Seemed to hold her under a kind of spell.

She wanted to escape, but she couldn't

He did what he wished.

She did what he wished.

- This Oscar?

- Mm, Oscar Bonvoisin from Bourboule

She was 16 when he met her four years ago

A savage man with women

- Some like it.

- Some.

- I'm hungry

Come on, don't let it go cold.

Inspector's been telling us
all about this Oscar Bonvoisin.

- That was the name.

Of course he had other
interests besides Arlette.

- Ah, this Countess you mean, huh.

- Yes, once he'd been her
chauffer down in Nice.

She hated her husband because
he loved her and was old.

Fell over the cliff to his death.

- Accident?

- Perhaps.

But what if this chauffer knew
that it was not an accident?

That knowledge would
be worth money to him

More than money to this chauffer.

Power over a woman.

I think he hates women.

He wants to degrade their
bodies and their minds

perhaps even trafficking
drugs to that end

- But if you have this
Countess just like that

I don't knows why he wants to kill her

- Countess is out of his control.

Beyond caring

A danger to him.

Thought he might as well have
the rest of her jewellery

before she spent it.

And he said so.

- Ah, to Arlette?

- Mm, she pretended,

that she overheard him
telling someone else

- And she said she heard it here.

Was that a lie too?

(sighing)

(phone ringing)

- Maigret.

- We're at the bottom of
Rue (speaking in French)

I can see the Picratt's sign.

He can't make up his mind.

Thrown away his cigarette.

He's moving up the hill
now towards Picratt's.

- But if this, I don't understand

Why should this Oscar
feel that way about women?

- I don't know.

Perhaps his mother could tell us

- His mother?

- Yeah, he had one

(scoffs)

- So have we all.

Do you think this fellow
you've been questioning

will lead you to him?
- Oh, I am sure he will

(feet pounding)

- Customer?

- Ne, much too early

- Where is he?

- Ran right past

Up toward Boulevard Rochechouart

- Gone past?

And Lapointe?
- Right behind him

- Where's he going?

- Home?

He lives at 26.

(sighing)

- Looks for Oscar.

He doesn't find him.

He goes home.

- Perhaps Oscar will come to him

- Yeah, as he did to the Countess

Will he wait for him
as he did for Arlette?

Lucas, we've gotta get there first.

My apologies Madame for everything

- Here, you better finish this

You gotta keep your strength up, you know

{suspenseful music)

- Top floor.

{door thuds)

- He's coming

- Philippe?

- Maybe Oscar

Do you hear anything?

- No.

(feet scraping)

- Not a sound out of you, not a sound

{door clicks)

{dramatic music)
{door thuds)

{suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)
{furniture clattering)

{voices shouting)

(gun blasting)

(body thudding)

- Was it him?

- Yes that was our man.

Thank you, Lapointe

(pensive music)

{people laughing and chattering)

(upbeat jazz music)

Forgive my colleague's clothes

We've been working

- It is done?

In that case, a bottle .

- For the Monsieur.

(indistinct)

- I still prefer a cognac

- Ah, Monsieur, it's
not the ordinary stuff

It's a special today

And besides Monsieur, you know -

- Ah yes, the look of the thing.

(rimshot)

- Ah just in time.
{audience applauds)

{seductive jazz music)

{sobbing)

- No, no, no Albert

You lost your first love

and killed your first man.

There'll be others.