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- Here you go, sir.
- Thanks. Goodbye.

Enjoy your stay.

All done, let's go.

That's a statue of Christopher Columbus.
He landed right here, you know.

Gimme a second.

- Mr. Wright?
- Yes?

The management of Rancho Hotel
welcomes you. The car is over there.

Excellent. I wonder if Christopher
Columbus enjoyed a similar welcome!

- Freaking idiot! You crazy or something!?
- I'm sorry, sir.

- Didn't you see us standing there!?
- I don't know, I don't know.

You better learn to keep your
eyes open, you incompetent fool!

To hell with your "don't knows!"

We're duly sorry and utterly mortified.
Allow us to apologize for what happened.

- The van doors burst open!
- Yes, it was an unfortunate accident.

Come this way, please.

- Hello?
- Hi, it's me, Douglas.

I've got to see you immediately.
I was crazy.

- I got to see you at once, I'm in danger!
- Where are you calling from?

- Where the hell have you been?
- I'm in Rue Leclerc 23.

I've brought the vial,
I'll give it back to you.

- But hurry before it's too late!
- All right.

Douglas?

Douglas?

Douglas...

You're getting better and better, Adonis.
Don't stop.

Get in before the
water gets too warm.

Well, I shall admit your business
proposal is very tempting.

Convincing Williams would be
much more complicated, though.

He's a peculiar, misguidedly
idealistic individual.

A natural born quitter.

However, when one of my beauties got sick,
he saved its life. Remember, Scipio?

I gave him a stuffed
peacock out of gratitude.

It was a gorgeous
specimen, truly.

Interesting.

We'll find a way to convince
this peacock-saver of yours.

Amicable terms would
be preferable.

My associates will stop at nothing,
they're too interested in this discovery.

I do understand their concerns,

but such a delicate matter would
require time, caution and finesse.

Nonsense, we have to act quick.

We don't want anyone
getting ahead of us.

We'll do our best.

I know this country quite well, and
I know how to deal with Williams.

A hallucinogen with such great erotic
effects will interest plenty of people.

We can't afford mistakes. Any
screw-ups will be paid dearly.

Mr. Peacock?

There's my boy. He
will take you home.

Consider him and my car at your disposal,
if you need to go somewhere else.

Thanks. Good night.

Be good and try not to get lost
along the way, Adonis, understand?

Where's Crotz? Answer me!

- Where's Crotz?
- I don't know!

You better talk if you don't
want a beating. Where's Crotz?

I don't know.

- Come on, talk!
- Tomorrow night at Rancho Hotel.

- To do what?
- I don't know! I don't know!

- Spill it.
- He's meeting someone, I dunno who.

So far your beloved Haiti
has yet to impress me.

I Kinda expected that, you've basically
lost your enthusiasm for anything.

You thought the heat of the tropics
would have rekindled my flame?

That was more or less the plan.

Tourism won't save
a broken marriage.

As much as you can't base a
relationship on good will alone.

Sure.

What does your friend do?

Plenty of things: doctor,
biologist, delusionist...

Brace yourself to
meet an eccentric.

Eccentric how?

Like somebody with the means to have
everything but happily lives with nothing.

Almost nothing, at least.

Boy, the sun around
here is relentless.

You think your friend could
show us around the city?

Who knows how busy
he is with his job.

- Really?
- Yeah, he likes breaking his back.

Looks like the house
of the Addams Family.

It definitely looks
a tad sinister.

Wait a minute.

Come on, Fred,
there's nobody home.

We'll come back later, let's go!

Madam? Madam?

Can you tell me when Dr.
Williams will be back?

I don't know, I don't know.

"Don't know." The people around
here never know anything.

Dammit.

What the hell, man?! Look
what you did to my car!

Can't you use your damn eyes?!

The car was stopped, you
were supposed to see me!

Get lost! Get out of the way!

Forget it, Fred!
Let's go, come on!

Gimme a break! Where
the hell were you?!

Madam, he voodoo! He magic!

Madam, he voodoo! He magic!

He magic!

- I had to brake, didn't you see that?
- Fred!

- No, I didn't!
- Listen, I...

What are you doing
in Port-au-Prince?

Williams!

You're the last person I
expected to find here in Haiti!

- How are you?
- I'm good.

- I've been looking for you all day.
- You should have told me you were coming.

- What the hell are you doing here?
- I'll tell you everything later.

This jerk bumped his
car into mine and...

Anyway, that girl's my wife,
let me introduce you guys.

Grace, meet Williams.

Williams, meet Grace.

- Absolutely charmed.
- Hello.

- Congratulations, pal.
- Much obliged.

You're very nice.

Thanks for saving us from
being lynched, by the way.

Nah, you'd have been fine. The
locals are a peace-loving bunch.

- A tad curious and lazy, though.
- Oh, well...

Why don't you join us at our
hotel for a tropicana cocktail?

That sounds just right.

I'd love to, but I'm
expected at the hospital.

I have a couple of serious
patients to monitor.

- Thanks, anyway. I'm sorry.
- Oh, I understand, of course.

We're staying at
the Rancho Hotel.

Why don't you join us
for dinner tonight?

Come on, why don't you say yes?

- Rancho Hotel?
- Yes, we'll be waiting for you. All right?

All right.

- When?
- Well, let's schedule for 7 pm.

We'll also have time
for an appetizer.

I'm in. Rancho Hotel at
7 pm for a tropicana.

Greetings, Dr. Williams.

Boy, you're always so busy. You also
dealing with road accidents now?

- Good morning to you.
- Any developments on your two assistants?

Nothing, Inspector.

I've been meaning to
ask you, actually.

We have only been able
to find Douglas so far.

- That's good.
- He was dead, Doctor.

That's bad, then.

A very odd death. Our coroner said
his blood had been mixed with water.

Like he had an anemic
condition, you mean?

We're just ignorant policemen.

His skin was paler
than yours, Doctor.

I've never seen such a
pale corpse before.

Truly peculiar.

Let me know if you hear anything
about Crotz, your other assistant.

- Hey, Williams.
- Good evening.

Good evening, here I am.

See? I gambled and lost,
he's actually on time.

Damn it. What was that?

Something bit me!
It burns like hell!

- Some animal bit me! Do something!
- Somebody get a doctor!

- What's going on?
- I need help, hurry!

- Call a doctor!
- Don't squash the spider, bring it to me.

You can Kill it now.

Fred.

Open this.

- Just in time, I hope.
- I'm sure of it.

It is fortunate that Dr.
Williams was here.

I wonder how it came here, these spiders
are very uncommon around these parts.

As if they can't stand
our civilized ways.

I've never seen one here before. As an
expert, I'm sure you can confirm it.

Their bite isn't fatal.

It's dangerous and
madness-inducing, though.

But, as you said, it's unusual
to find one around here.

Unless someone brought
it on purpose, right?

Yes, I agree.

Excuse me.

I'll prescribe you some antibiotics.
Get some rest now.

Thank you.

The hotel owner seems to
have a high opinion of you.

Yes, he has something
to make up for.

Dr. Williams, I cannot express you my
gratitude for saving me from madness.

- Well... - Not that I want
to repay my debt with this,

but would you accept an
invitation to dinner tonight?

Thank you, but I'm already
dining with my friends.

So am I, so that
won't be an issue.

Your friends are my guests.

If I may be allowed to give
you some advice, gentlemen.

This would be the perfect occasion to
enjoy our new chef's iambi a la creole.

Iambi a la creole is Haiti's
number one specialty.

The locals believe these mollusks to
have a great effect on a man's virility.

Must be why they peddle them
everywhere in the streets.

Hogwash! I've been eating them for
20 years and I felt no such effect!

Well, they're certainly preferable to
spiders when it comes to local specialties.

Right, Mr. Garner?

By the way, I heard that you are
an avid collector of arachnids.

Do you study them, Dr. Williams?

I used to. I stopped after realizing their
venom could also poison my existence.

Garner's here.

This way, please.

You absolutely have to come
see me one of these days.

- Oh, it would be lovely.
- Indeed.

I'll be right with you.

Garner!

- Why, hello Prater!
- What a nice surprise!

- A nice surprise indeed.
- Haiti seems to be all the rage this year.

Seems like it, much warmer than New
York at this time of the year.

- That's true.
- Would you like to join us?

No, thank you.

I have a better idea, let's celebrate this
meeting with a get-together after dinner.

I'd like to offer you a
bottle of champagne.

- Very nice of you, thanks.
- See you later.

- See you later, Prater.
- All right!

- Here.
- Thank you.

That's the last thing we needed.

I've always been interested in a
so-called specialty of this country.

- Do tell.
- Voodoo.

- I'm quite interested in magic.
- Voodoo is a religion, not magic.

It's a real cult which originated
from Dahomey, West Africa.

- A cult of spirits.
- Yes, the loa.

Spirits acting as
God's intermediaries.

It's Haiti's
spiritual lifeblood.

Voodoo originated with slaves.

As an act of rebellion
against French Catholicism.

Against their masters'
religion, you mean.

The slaves had a saying:

"We are Catholic in
front of our masters,

but we are Voodooists when
they're not present.”

So the Catholic elements
In voodoo were a facade?

Created by the
Catholics themselves.

The locals use voodoo to find the answers
to the mysteries of life and death.

They find protection in it, or
even healing, love and pleasure.

Why is it usually considered
black magic, then?

It's actually easy to explain, Mr.
Garner.

Shamans and witches infiltrate this
religion to practice their black magic,

in order to make pacts
with evil spirits.

Pacts which inevitably
meet the same end:

destroying whoever made
them in the first place.

Well, I hope you're not
buying that bullcrap.

Staying out of trouble in Haiti means
not bothering witches and shamans, huh?

Not an easy task. Every
Haitian might be one.

Like I said a million
times already:

better to stay away from this kind of
stuff, if one wants to avoid trouble.

Excuse me for a moment.

- I'd need an information. - Is Mr.
Gordon back? He arrived last night.

I'm afraid it's not up to me.

- We hardly see each other anymore.
- You're right.

Make no plans for
tomorrow night.

Why isn't Williams back yet?

Hope some shaman didn't
make him disappear.

Oh, I'm beginning
to fear the worst!

It was just a joke.

In very bad taste, yes,
but a joke nevertheless.

I'd tend to agree with what Dr.
Williams just said.

Yet, as far as I know, the presence
of an animal with its throat cut...

...could mean that a shaman will send the
spirit of a dead person to kill one of us.

Oh, Williams, could you please take
us to witness a voodoo ceremony?

- I'm just so curious to see it.
- My, how time flew by tonight.

Now, now, you're also responsible
for igniting my curiosity.

Will you be so kind
to take us, Williams?

- Will you grant my wish?
- All right.

- If you really insist.
- It's a deal, then.

Hey, Garner! The champagne!

We'll go to Pétionville.

They're preparing
their sacrifice.

- What sacrifice?
- You'll see.

- Fred, you look nervous.
- And with good reason.

This dance creates a spiritual unit
between them and their goddess.

Then Erzulie will enter the
body of a few chosen ones.

Then they'll sacrifice the bull.

I hope you're not squeamish.

They're preparing the bull
before the sacrifice.

And now the women possessed by the
goddess will drink the bull's blood.

Prepare to witness the most
dramatic part of the ritual.

What's wrong with him?

He's dead. Get me a knife.

Just as I suspected. There's
no blood, only lymph.

Hey, you're right.
But how can it be?

Things that happen when the spirits
punish men who go beyond their limits.

According to voodoo, at least.

We can only call the police.

I'm sorry for having to resort
to such methods, Dr. Williams.

I'm a businessman and I
hate violence in any form.

Alas, my associate deems it the best way
to speed up a commercial agreement.

I have no agreements with you.

You hear the gentleman, Murdock?

Dr. Williams just said he has no
business to negotiate with us.

What do you think?

Don't get too carried
away, you might hurt him.

Poor Dr. Williams.

So? Are you ready to
finalize our deal?

I already said I have no
business deals with you.

You're too stubborn!

You have 48 hours
to make a decision!

And you better not tell
anything to the cops.

Murdock here doesn't
fancy rats that much.

- He's better.
- Bless the Lord.

As I said, the fame you achieved with
some of your chemistry discoveries...

...has already surpassed the
boundaries of our little island.

My friend Garner even came all
the way from Boston, imagine.

He represents an important chemical firm.
You should be flattered.

I'm sorry, Mr. Peacock, but like I said
I devoted myself to being a doctor.

Oh, all of us appreciate your
uncanny talent as a doctor.

However, it shouldn't prevent you
to gain profit from your studies.

The firm I mentioned
would spare no expense.

Too bad you'll have to
disappoint your friend, then.

There's nothing I discovered
that would interest his firm.

That's a real shame, indeed.

It pains me to see a friend throwing such
a great opportunity out of the window.

By the way, did you hear
about Douglas' death?

They wrote his body was
white as chalk and...

Mr. Peacock.

I've been living in this country for a
good number of years, just like you.

Here I managed to find the balance
I couldn't find anywhere else.

I'd like to maintain
it at any cost.

Therefore, I must ask
you to stop insisting.

- It was a pleasure meeting you.
- Oh, the pleasure was all mine.

His temperature has
gone up, Doctor.

Let's see his medical chart.

Well?

He's not giving in,
just like I feared!

He's clammed up like an oyster.

Maybe he's trying
to protect someone.

- Probably himself, I'd say.
- Nah, he's bluffing.

- I say there's something up.
- But what?

Bring us two rums.

Let's examine the situation.

Williams had two assistants.
One, Douglas, is dead.

- The other, Crotz, has vanished.
- Exactly.

If Williams refuses
to make a deal,

it could be because he's got
nothing to trade anymore.

- Right?
- Right.

The assistants might have stolen the
formula from him, not just the sample.

And there's only one
assistant left alive...

But his whereabouts are unknown.

You know, this situation feels
like walking on a mine field.

All these bloodless bodies...

It happened both to Douglas and that man
killed yesterday at the voodoo ceremony.

I mean, Crotz could have
met that same fate.

Thanks.

Well, consider it your new assignment.
You better get going.

Try to find any trace of Crotz,
whether he's dead or alive.

I'll deal with Williams
in the meantime.

See you tomorrow.

- Grace? Hello?
- What?

- Do you want to buy it?
- No.

I was thinking about the man who
died at the voodoo ceremony.

You think it's actually
true that when the god...

Well, if Williams said so...

Don't think about it.

- Grace!
- What?

Look at those wooden sculptures.

Madam! Madam! Buy,
not expensive.

- No.
- Buy, buy, not expensive.

Not expensive, buy.

Buy, buy, not expensive.

Fred?

Madam...

Fred?

- Fred!
- Buy this, Madam!

- Look how cheap and beautiful it is!
- No, thanks.

Fred!

Fred!

Fred!

Fred!

No reason to be afraid
of these folks.

They're just trying to sell
you their goods, that's all.

Fred's disappeared. I can't find
him, I don't know what happened.

He's probably around.

It's pretty easy to get lost
around here, with all this chaos.

Yes, but I... I have
a strange feeling.

He was here with me
just a minute ago.

Relax, Fred's not a baby. He's
probably looking for you as we speak.

Erzulie, the goddess
of love and fertility.

- My gift to you, it's a lucky charm.
- Please, Williams, you must do something.

All right, wait here.

Let me ask around if
anybody has seen him.

Erzulie.

When her spirit enters the body
of a woman she has chosen,

that woman will know the
secret of life and happiness.

Desolated, but
nobody has seen him.

I think I know that old
woman from somewhere.

Nah, it's very improbable
she's ever left this quarter.

Grace, I think you should go back
to the hotel and wait for Fred.

No, I'm not going back
to the hotel alone.

Well, I'm sure Fred did
the most logical thing.

He went back to the hotel
and is now waiting for you.

Why don't we call the police?

Their missing
husbands department?

Could you please walk me
back to the hotel, Williams?

I'd feel a lot safer with you.

As you wish, but I have to
take care of something first.

- I'll come with you.
- Get in.

- Where are we going?
- To Damien.

Stop the car. State
your purpose.

- I'm Dr. Williams, I have to check
some export certifications. - Good.

- Thank you.
- You may enter.

- Why all these roadblocks?
- It was an idea of old Papa Doc,

after those attempted
invasions of the island.

- Good morning, Doctor.
- Hello, Pierre.

Keep the lady company, will you.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

Our plant is air conditioned,
Madam, if you wish to come inside.

It's more ventilated
than outside.

Madam?

Thank you.

This is where the animals arrive for the
slaughter and the meat preparation begins.

The whole preparation process.

This is where they get hung
up and immediately skinned.

Then we choose the
best parts and we...

- Excuse me for a minute.
- Of course.

He was your secretary.

You should know why he was at that
meat plant. Am I right, Mr. Prater?

Now listen, Lieutenant.

Murdock left the hotel
to go to the bank.

He was slaughtered like an animal, and
it's up to you to find the culprit!

Murdock was murdered,
that's for sure!

Don't tell me how I
should do my job.

It's crazy, I tell ya!

We came to Haiti to
enjoy a nice vacation,

not to become victims of
some sadistic madman!

I won't stay one more hour in a country
that cannot guarantee its guests' safety!

Go ahead and do as you wish, Mr.
Prater.

Don't get too worked up for that
secretary bodyguard of yours.

We know about him, and he's not exactly
what we'd call a guest of honor.

Take my advice and return to
the States as soon as you can.

Good morning, Mr. Philip.

Yes. One moment, please.

No, Mr. Jerome is not here yet.

Hello? No, I don't know if
he'll be back this afternoon.

Hello? Hello, New York?

Mr. Chedli, there's a call
from New York for you.

You can speak now.

I'll be right back, Andre.

Hello, Rancho Hotel speaking.

Yes, Rancho.

No, Mr. Lordeau is still
talking on the phone.

Stop asking pointless questions,
we have nothing to hide!

Of course we'll help police
with the investigation,

but I insist we have an internal inquiry
to assess individual responsibilities!

Now listen, I'm the owner here.

Both my good name and that
of the hotel are at stake.

If the Killer isn't one of you,
then someone must have let him in!

I want the head of the one
behind it, understand? Good!

- Hello, Robin.
- Something's wrong?

That guy Prater's secretary,
Murdock, was found dead in Damien.

- He was murdered.
- In the plant?

They'll find the
culprit, don't worry.

You think so?

You're a sweetheart.

How dare you come in without knocking?
Get out!

I did knock, Madam, perhaps
you didn't hear it.

I'll report you to the manager.

I thought you only visited
friends after being invited.

This is the reason why you
ditched your wife, I presume.

Listen, Williams, I got
a proposition for you.

You think it was smart to leave your
wife all by herself in that chaos?

You should have stayed with her.

I think we should
find an agreement.

- That discovery you made...
- Not a chance!

You better watch your moves, you're
not the only one interested in it.

What do you mean?

There are plenty of others, people
who are not to be messed with.

They offer either big
money or big threats.

Yeah, you mean that fat guy
and his friend Garner.

But are there others?
Who are they?

Listen to my advice, Fred:

you're still in time to get out
of this dangerous, useless deal.

You're in a gorgeous country
with your beautiful wife.

Enjoy your vacation.

Cut it out with that
sanctimonious attitude of yours.

You're sorely mistaken if you think I'm
going to leave before the game's over.

- Yes?
- Williams, it's me, Grace.

- Please, come to my hotel immediately!
- What happened?

- Help me, I'm feeling so sick.
- Hold on.

Fred?

Fred!

Grace...

Hello?

Grace? Hello?

Hello? Grace?

Grace, answer me!

No!

Grace! What's wrong?

Hello, Garner! Come
on in, I'm done here.

Hello.

- You may go now.
- Thank you, sir.

Well, my fears were justified.

Somebody managed to
get ahead of us.

Correct, and he paid
it with his life.

No, my dear Garner, I don' like
the turn this deal is taking.

And I like those
methods even less!

I intend to leave this world with
all my red blood cells intact.

- Did you find Crotz?
- No, nobody knows where he's gone.

Besides, as I told you, I'm adamant
about withdrawing from this business.

That Crotz is definitely dead,
just like the other assistant.

Very well, then.

I'll have to take the
matter into my own hands.

Beware, Peacock. If you want to keep
breathing, don't try to steal me this deal.

Fred, I'm begging you, take
me away from this place.

Just one more day in this city
and I'm bound to go insane.

I had that nightmare because they
tried to drug me last night.

I felt like I was dying.

And I had to spend the
whole day looking for you!

Why did you disappear
all of a sudden?

I told you a hundred times but
I'll repeat it once again.

You're the one who disappeared,
I just stopped for a minute...

...to buy one of those mahogany
statuettes at the other end of the market.

You could have looked for me, instead
of running off with Williams.

Don't try to twist facts.

I'd still be in the middle of that
market if it wasn't for Williams.

If it wasn't for him...

Even last night, perhaps
I would have... God...

Fred, be honest with me.

- Where did you spend all those hours?
- Again?

You're starting all over?

I guess this is what good
will means to you, huh?

Forget about idiotic jealousies,
that's what it means to me.

I'm honestly starting to doubt
I can save this train wreck.

Grace, wait.

- Stop acting like a fool.
- I'm sick of this place.

No money, no delivery.
Is that clear?

Peacock speaking.

You may leave now, dear.

- Who is it?
- This is Crotz, I told you.

I Know you've been looking
for me everywhere.

- Where are you now?
- You know Ibo Beach?

- Sure. - You still looking to do
business together, Mr. Peacock?

- What business?
- Want me to give you a little reminder?

- Go on.
- I have the sample. The formula, too.

If you still want them, come
to the Ibo Beach pier now.

Behind the tennis court with
thirty thousand dollars in cash.

Yes, I'll be there.

Mr. Peacock?

Mr. Peacock!

- Mr. Peacock.
- No! Help!

Help!

No...

No!

No!

No!

So, when have you
decided to leave?

She's welcome to
leave, see if I care.

You're still the same old boor.

What are you looking to
get, an armed truce?

Excuse me, Williams.

A whiskey.

Listen, Fred, there's something
I've been meaning to ask you.

Do you still spearfish?

I remember you were a champion, back
when we went to university together.

Yeah, but you were pretty handy
with a speargun as well.

All right, let's drink
to a peaceful truce.

Between me and Grace
or between me and you?

Fred, I wouldn't want you
to get into trouble.

Why don't you take Grace
for a trip around town?

Happy distractions are always
beneficial to peaceful truces, right?

Damn fatso!

No!

No!

- Hello, Dr. Williams.
- Hello, Fritz.

I haven't seen you in ages.

Are we still in time
to visit the castle?

- Why, of course. Come in, please.
- How's business?

Not too many tourists,
but export is good.

But Mr. Philip will have to close
if things don't get better.

I hope you'll accept
a taste of our rum.

Of course, Fritz. That's one of
the reasons that brought us here.

Haitian rum, the
best in the world.

- Try it.
- Thanks.

It's excellent.

- A marvellous Alexander cocktail.
- Magnificent.

Thank you, Madam.

I'd like to show the lady around,
Fritz, if that's fine with you.

Of course, Doctor. Go on and
make yourselves at home.

- Thank you.
- My pleasure.

What was this machine used for?

Dozens of slaves
spent their lives...

...turning this device while
being whipped by their overseers.

Blood, sweat and sugar canes.
All to make a good rum.

And when one of them
didn't work hard enough,

he had to spend the rest of the day
with this thing around his neck.

I'm sorry.

- Slavery has long since been abolished.
- Thankfully.

This country is fascinating
in its own way.

Our civilization hasn't
contaminated it yet.

I think you might be a sentimental
individual. Deep inside, at least.

I believe you could have led a very
successful life in our country.

Don't you agree, Williams?

But instead you chose to drift
along in this paradise on earth.

Watch out, Williams!

You did that, huh?!

I didn't do anything!
I don't know!

I don't know! I don't
know anything!

Hey, buddy.

Tell your boss it's
raining rum here.

I think Philip'd better
close this dump up.

Such a shame you don't
love this country at all.

- Am I right, Grace?
- I don't know...

I don't know, I don't think
I could ever settle here.

And this heat is suffocating.

This shower is so refreshing!
Why don't you join me?

This is absolutely gorgeous.

- You like it?
- Yes, very much.

It was a gift from poor Peacock,
when I healed one of his birds.

He said he surrounded himself
with such beautiful creatures...

...because he was ugly and fat.

Having a slut for a wife
can have its advantages.

Get dressed. Move it!

- You're a coward, Fred!
- Be careful what you do, Fred.

What you're taking from me
is extremely dangerous.

You will never be
able to use it.

Listen up, Grace.

Have you ever wondered who this man
really is and why he lives in Haiti?

Allow me to tell you.

This self-appointed missionary here
has discovered a powerful drug.

He's trying to sell it
to the highest bidder,

before taking off with
his friend's young wife.

Isn't that right?

Your luck ran out
this time, Williams.

You better not try to follow me.

Hello?

What?

But when?

Sure, I understand.

Crystal clear.

Yeah, absolutely.

Bye.

Who was that?

I'll tell you later.

Get dressed now,
it's time 10 go.

- Hello?
- Hello, this is Crotz.

Have you checked the papers
you stole from Dr. Williams?

You will notice they contain absolutely
nothing of the thing you're after.

That son of a bitch!

How do you know about this?

I know lots. The sample and
the formula are in my hands.

Where are you calling from?

I'm willing to do
business with you.

If you're interested, rent a
speedboat at the casino pier.

I'll meet you at the Delougeurs
mill behind the town of Saint-Marc.

Don't forget to bring
thirty thousand dollars.

- All right.
- In cash.

All right.

- They went to the Delougeurs mill.
- Get in.

It must be some wedding rite.

Interesting, don't you think?

Stay here and keep
watching the show.

- I have to meet someone,
I'll be back soon. - Yeah.

All right, don't be long.

Want some?

No.

Surprised?

They must be here already.

If things work out, we'll soon find
out who's pretending to be Crotz.

- We better take this shortcut, Doctor.
- Let's go.

I don't trust it.

I need some guarantees first.

How can I trust a cop who
wants to push this stuff?

- How can you prove me it's good?
- Only way is to try it.

What about my thirty
thousand dollars?

No, you won't see a dime until I'm sure
this is the stuff I'm looking for.

You got a needle?

Come forward, Grace.

No!

- Doctor

Thanks for calling me.
Everything's going as planned.

Excellent.

All we have to do now is find out
who we've trapped with our bait.

I gave Fred a sedative
instead of the drug.

How did you realize Crotz
wasn't the culprit?

Crotz could only be
guilty of one murder.

His colleague Douglas',
as a matter of fact.

I found him dead at
the Rancho Hotel,

the same night I followed
Prater looking for clues.

Our experts knew it was drugs, but they've
never been able to pinpoint which.

What caused their
deaths exactly?

A substance that destroys the
hemoglobin level in the blood.

It makes it all clear, then.

Douglas and his pals didn't know
that and were the first to pay.

Don't move, Marvais!

You got careless.

Robin works for me, as strange
as it might sound to you.

- Women can be pretty talkative.
- Oh, I know.

That's why I told
Robin I'd come here.

I knew she'd tell you,
and you fell for it.

Your ruse won't do you any good, because
you won't be able to tell anyone!

Take my gun!

Be careful.

Stop!

- Get lost.
- Philip, stop!

Get lost, I said!

Murderer.

- He's a murderer!
- Murderer!

No! No!

No!

You cowards! Leave me alone!

No! No!

No!

No!

Leave me alone!

No!

No! Help!

Help me!

Help! Help me!

The Pan American
flight to Miami...

Such a shame.

Haiti could have been wonderful.

Attention, this
is the last call.

Pan American flight 612, from
Port-au-Prince to Miami is now boarding.

The sequences of documentary
nature were filmed on location,

and are therefore authentic
in every detail.

We would like to thank
the following...

...Haitian government authorities
for their cooperation.

Subtitled by Francesco Massaccesi