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THE THREAT

Well Mr. Savin, wanna buy these 3 trucks?

I'll check my account first.

Sorry.

You're alright? Come on.

Damn. What're you doing?

Are you crazy?

-See this truck Mr. Belloc? -Yeah.

It is Montlaur's property. But Montlaur doesn't work.

Our contract is over. Finished.

-Ask another company. -What?

Because of this Portuguese?

-I didn't know. He's the driver who did it. -Sure you knew.

-What? -Come on!

I know, I can't prove it.

Be careful, Belloc.

Keep me out of your shit,

I warn you. It won't work.

I'm happy.

We lost a customer but I'm very happy.

-Yesterday I broke with Belloc. -You did well.

They already tried to cheat me with a smuggling job in Canada.

-You're alright, Dominique? -Yes, I'm fine.

I think Verillon is the best to replace me.

Alright.

I'll help him to get up-to-date.

Savin will start with 3 trucks.

Why 3 trucks?

The trucks you tried. I bought them.

Volvo?

Baumer please.

Baumer? It is Savin.

I changed my mind.

Sell them again! -But you liked them!

I'm not for sale, dammit!

Miss Julie Manet?

Doctor Canselier?

You're afraid, eh?

You still love me.

No, Dominique. No.

I like you.

But I don't love you. Don't come back again.

-Bastard! -Dominique, no!

Listen!

Listen to me!

Don't cry.

She must have a hard time.

Beautiful, always rich... and now a defeat.

As if she had lost everything.

But it's not your fault.

-Want some? -No thanks.

Good, I'll keep it for later.

You're right because from now on you'll feed me.

I can't go on in the company.

We'll manage.

Of course.

I'll start over again.

At my age, imagine.

I'll be late.

-I'd like to see the house again. -Okay. Shall I take you?

No, I finish early tonight. I've some errands.

Meet at the usual spot. At the citadel?

-As you like. 8:30, right? -Ok, 8:30.

See you tonight.

100.000, Miss Montlaur.

Would you like entourage? -No thanks.

See you tomorrow, M.Savin.

Oh no!

Shit! It's impossible!

Can't you wait?

Listen Paco! It's the third time in two months. Impossible.

Where exactly? Ok, I'm coming.

No sorry sir. Julie just left.

Thank you.

-Well? -There you are, Savin. At last.

-Where is the truck? -Half an hour walk from here.

Let's go.

What happened? Gisèle again?

Yes...And this time it's final.

Anything happening?

Paco! Where's he?

Come on. Get up.

I'll get a crane truck.

Excuse me, Miss Manet.

I know you didn't expect me.

What do you want?

Nothing.

Just have a look at you.

You're very beautiful.

Even close-up.

What're you doing?

One of us too much.

-You're crazy! -I don't think so!

Pick it up.

-Open it! -No.

10 millions! Take them leave us alone!

You're crazy!

Little cunt! I made Henri!

But I gave him a child!

-He moves? -Not yet!

I'll make him move!

Get up!

-Saw the time? -I couldn't care less.

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

Henri... I don't wanna lose my license.

No way. Sleep now.

My darling...

She almost killed me!

Tell me what happened.

Calm down.

Don't be afraid.

Dominique?

Someone wants to meet you.

M. Savin?

Detective Waldeck.

We just found Miss Montlaur's corpse.

At the Citadel.

She fell to death yesterday at exactly 9.15pm.

Her body is full of bruises.

Maybe she was pushed.

Spent the night here?

-No, I was at Julie Manet's. -Your mistress?

I'm not married.

What time were you with her? At dinner?

Around 9:00pm I think.

-There was an issue with a truck. -What truck?

A driver had an accident. But what does this mean, M.?

Good. Can I talk to this driver?

Yes, he should still be at our depot.

See you, then...

Julie, it's me.

Dominique died yesterday at 9.15pm.

How could you think so?

I tell you, everyone will think you did it.

What'll you tell the police?

That you had an argument?

Dominique Montlaur jumped to death only to annoy you?

Listen... No one will believe it was suicide.

Listen carefully... listen...

Don't say you met her yesterday.

Not by any means.

-What time did he leave? -9.15pm.

You're quite precise.

I was worried if I wasted his time.

-You have a watch? -No.

But I slept under the clock. I was forced to see it.

Detective Waldeck.

-Miss Manet? -Yes.

-You were on your way? -No. Why?

-Your friend's mistress is dead. -Mistress?

-My friend's... -Henri Savin and Miss Montlaur.

His partner is dead?

Yesterday evening.

-You spent the night with M. Savin? -Yes. Here.

From when to when?

9:00pm to...this morning

-9:00pm, sure? -Yes. I think so.

Listen... I just come from Montlaur's depot.

It took 30 min. with no traffic.

Yesterday M. Savin left at 9.15pm.

You're worried?

You say 9:00pm. I say it's impossible before 9:45pm.

Good bye.

There was also a smaller car. It stopped there.

It drove off very fast, this way.

Have a look.

Tire tracks.

Waldeck, come here!

What is it?

Look. Paint marks.

Hello Bruno.

Check who of Miss Montlaur's friends own a small car.

It's a red car.

Scratched at one side.

No, I don't come yet.

I need a breath.

I owe you two phone calls.

-So it's a crime? -If someone asks, say I'm on it.

Well, if you take that tone with me...

-So you saw something? -No, I saw nothing.

3 francs.

Keep the change.

A red Austin, 9:15pm, fast. That's what I saw.

Miss...

-This is the last time I ask you. Did you go to the Citadel? -No.

You're leaving? -No.

You work in traveling clothes?

What is this?

Maurice! Get the young lady.

Can you stand up?

May I sit again?

On the contrary.

Aren't you well?

Yes.

-You're pregnant? -Yes.

-How far? -Second month.

I'm going to marry M. Savin.

I'll be back.

10 millions?

-That afternoon? -She took out 10 millions, yes.

-She used to take that much? -Never.

Small amounts only. She paid by cheque normally.

It's getting strange.

I'll see the judge.

You persist to deny the evidence of your presence at scene.

The 10 millions disappeared that day. How can't we conclude a crime?

"Take my lover for the money."

-And the fight begins. -This is pointless...

Henri Savin made me pregnant.

A perfect blackmail motive.

But Henri didn't want to marry Dominique Montlaur. Ask him.

I'll ask him tomorrow morning.

Meanwhile I'm forced to charge you.

Yes, thanks.

It's me.

How "I inherit..."?

Yes, I'm coming.

Waldeck!

A new one?

Not bad, huh?

Listen. Henri Savin...

He inherits Dominique Montlaur. Everything.

Think like me...

He made a deal with Julie Manet.

-Montlaur's fortune is worth the crime. -Listen...

If they both agree in court he's done.

Alibi or not...

I'll come and get you.

I'll meet the judge.

The judge is waiting.

So you were not at the Citadel and left the tire marks with your car?

I don't know.

And the scratches on your neck?

Who made them?

Henri.

You also fought with him?

No, not at all. We made love, that night.

The scratches on her neck?

Yes, I noticed them at once.

I asked her who made them.

She said her cat did it, when she tried to caress it.

Henri and I found a house by the Gironde. To live together.

Yes, we visited a house. But to live alone, for her.

How she wanted to pay it...

Henri and Dominique broke up before I got pregnant.

Dominique and I wanted to get married.

Therefore she changed her will.

Henri knew that I was pregnant!

Therefore he wanted his own company.

Julie was just a whim, nothing serious.

She threatened to tell Dominique. She'd ruined everything.

The inheritance won't work. They don't behave like accomplices.

Or everyone tries to save his own skin...

I don't agree. She wouldn't give in so easy.

But I'll confront them. We'll see.

And if she continues?

Then you were right.

She saw her chance in the troubled relationship. Too bad for her.

What do you want?

Ruin my life? Why do you dispute everything I say?

Who says it's my child? Why all these lies?

You just want to save your skin.

Your honour, why should I make up this nonsense?

Tell us...

Who waited at the Citadel? You! Not me.

Please, M. Savin.

I'm sorry, Your honour. Enough is enough.

Use the backdoor. The press is outside.

-But the car's there. -Take it back.

I'll distract them. See you later.

Look if the car's there.

Have you seen Savin? How he's looking?

You'll have to take all charges. It'll get tough.

Murder, kidnapping, abuse...

20 years minimum.

Admit you worked together.

I wasn't at the Citadel.

You worked together before it got difficult.

You love him so much?

Listen...

I don't like to suspect you.

Canada is a beautiful country.

Why did you come back?

I was homesick.

-I'm at Maison des Vignes if you need me. -Very well, sir.

Well, then?

I need to check Mme Montlaur's accounts.

-Are you an accountant also? -No.

An expert will come tomorrow.

Good bye sir.

Canada, Vancouver 1955. Savin owns a truck workshop.

What does he mean with homesick?

It's about a stolen truck found in his workshop.

-Has he done time already? -No.

He's innocent as a lamb.

10 millions and I disappear. Tomorrow at the Citadel. 8:30pm.

I'd feel lonely in such a house.

How much worth is all this?

A fortune. I tell you later.

Sir, my typewriter's on strike. May I call the service?

No. Order a new one. It's too expensive to repair.

Here. Just take mine.

Triumph Adler '58. Same like Savin's.

Pretty rare. A collectible.

-Paco! -Hi Henri.

-What time is it? -Why?

-Get your pay and go home. -Just 'cause I'm late?

I said get your pay.

-Do you feel at home? -I knocked.

At whom?

Today...? At a queer, three Arabs and two communists.

-And now a truck driver. -Ex truck driver.

-But you're Savin's friend, no? -Very good friend.

You like a drink, Paco? -Never.

C'mon Paco...

Wanna keep it secret, huh?

Has Gisèle left?

Don't mention my wife.

She's gone cause she wanted to go.

Some people get totally ripped off.

I don't usually drink either.

The truck that night, was the Pastis driving it?

It was the morning Gisèle left.

I drank myself sick.

Until Savin came to get you.

-You were... hanging around in town... -I just slept.

Then he woke me up and told me how late it was.

How late was it? -9:15pm.

I remember well. He urged me to see it.

The fuckin' bastard... Savin.

You were right. It's completely ruined.

-What shall we do with it? -On the trash over there.

-Well, what's wrong? -The shaft is out of balance.

-Can't you replace it? -Only if I unscrew the swivel.

-Isn't Paul here? -He's in the depot.

Well detective?

May I see the books again?

Go to the office. The secretary is there.

-Do you have my inkpot? -No, sir.

The right one's from the inkpot.

The left one's from the clock. They're identical.

Circles, curves, small pit. Doubtless.

The clock and the inkpot were touched by the same person.

Does Savin repair clocks too?

I'm Savin. I'm in this office.

Julie's waiting for me. Paco calls me up.

I hurry to the truck.

8:00pm, Paco's dead drunk.

I take him with me. I don't even try to save the truck.

I drive directly to the depot. It's only 8:20pm.

I go on the roof.

I adjust the clock. The fingermarks.

I wake up Bruno who believes it's 9:15pm.

I have an alibi. I hurry up.

8:30pm. I have spare keys.

I take Julie's red Austin.

Direction Citadel to meet with Dominique. The anonymous letter.

9:00pm

I'm Savin, I'm at the Citadel.

I push Dominique. She fights back, she scratches me.

That's it, I go back.

What did the guy see? Julie's red Austin?

9:35pm.

I find Julie.

We make love, quite violently...

I scratch her.

And tomorrow I'll be rich.

And the cops have an ideal suspect... Julie.

Julie Manet, you've a visitor!

I hope I don't bother you.

I've no right to come here.

I wanted to tell you, Julie...

That I believe... I can help you get out.

It's a question of time...

Julie...

Thank you.

Well, a typewriter disappears, a drunkard gets fired...

Scratches on trucks... Savin has maybe made them himself.

A broken clock...

Savin's an innocent lamb, I know.

Not too bad? I say "Not too bad"?

Nothing broken? Good. That's good.

No. Stay there.

Find the owner of that R5.

Rented this morning by Henri Savin.

What was he looking for there?

Still nothing.

Here. That's all for now.

Waldeck. Phonecall from Paris.

Yes it's me.

Thank you.

Savin's on the passenger list to Montréal.

Right now...somewhere over the Atlantic.

-Interpol... can bust him at arrival. -For what?

Because he beat up a Gironde cop?

I have no fucking shit against him!

No evidence at all.

-It was in the trunk. -Give it to him. Take care of his personal stuff.

Quick.

Call Paris. Savin shall be busted at Montréal airport.

Yes, I'll hold on.

I'll get the latest news.

The passengers checked out half an hour ago.

JULIE MANET INNOCENT HENRI SAVIN ON THE RUN IN CANADA

It's not your fault, Waldeck, we can't predict everything.

But don't worry...

Savin has left with money, he'll resurface...

and make new mistakes.

And a Canadian Waldeck will arrest him.

I don't think so.

Considering his panic about...

the shirt button we should never have found.

He could die of fear anytime.

Only in death he can rest.

Yes? Hold on please.

For you.

Yes, it's me.

Yes, my love.

I'll be there.

Yes.

HENRI SAVIN VANISHES IN A TANK TRUCK EXPLOSION

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