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THE FISH WITH THE GOLD EYES

- You're only good at asking for money.

- For the love of God. - Don't you get it? It's over.

- Come here. - Don't you touch me.

Leave me alone.

- Want me to give you a ride?

- Yes, yes, let's go.

- Are you a foreigner?

- Yes.

- German?

- No, I'm an Englishman.

- You speak our language quite well.

- I speak several languages.

Not too well, mind you, but enough to be understood.

- I see.

Should we stop here?

- Okay.

I saw you having an argument with your friend.

Having problems?

- No.

Whenever there are problems, I try to forget about them.

- We all do the same, but don't always succeed.

- I've rarely succeeded at it.

- Breaking news.

This just in.

The murder of Hildegard Aaron,

a wealthy Belgian tourist who'd just arrived on our islands,

has just been confirmed.

- Always bad news.

It's as if they enjoy bumming everyone out.

You know one thing?

- What's that?

- Best thing you can do is become friends with the first person who comes by.

- Agreed.

- Have fun, drink, and not be tied down to anything.

Should we get going?

- Yes.

- Should we get a drink?

- Yes.

Listening to you is fun.

What do you do?

Are you a hippie? - Haven't given it much thought.

You don't care, do you?

- I don't care about anything.

Hold on a sec.

- There's a private room upstairs.

We'll be much better off there.

- Right.

- I've ordered a bottle of whisky.

Is that okay?

- I can't afford that.

- I'm buying, don't say another word.

- This isn't a private room.

- No, it's an apartment.

Would you like something more private?

- I like you, Englishman.

What's your name?

- Derek.

- I like you, Derek.

WITH LOVE, MARCO

SWEDISH TOURIST KILLED AT A COVE IN GERONA.

TWO DEAD AFTER ACCIDENTS IN MASNOU AND ARGENTONA.

- More murders.

When will this end, Virginia?

- At least they won't bother you this time.

- I'm obsessed with the man from the beach.

- The inspector called this afternoon.

He wants to see you tomorrow.

It's just a formality, he said.

- A formality?

That's what they always say.

Derek, my boy, you finally showed up.

Where have you been?

- So happy to see you.

We thought you'd changed your mind

and decided not to enjoy your holidays with us.

- Let me explain.

I'm in big trouble.

- Trouble?

I don't get it.

- I'm involved in a murder.

- What?

Is this about some sort of accident?

Did you do something wrong?

- Me?

No, no, I don't think so.

I don't know, it's all so confusing.

It happened where I was.

I don't know who did it.

A girl was killed.

Zachary, I need your help.

- Another murder?

This is the work of a madman.

- Yes, I'm afraid so.

- What do you think I should do?

- Let the police know.

- I'll be suspect number one.

- I'll take care of that, calm down.

- I'll vouch for you.

Nobody's going to think you're a murderer.

- Who's a murderer? - What?

- Who is she?

- Marina, a friend and one of our students.

She draws, sculpts, and all that.

Marina, this is Derek, our friend and fellow countryman.

I think I've told you about him.

He's in trouble.

Nothing too serious, I hope.

- Hi, Derek.

- Hi, Marina.

- She works with her dad. At the aquarium, to be precise.

- Yes, got it.

Zachary, what should we do?

- We'll go see the inspector first thing tomorrow morning.

- What's the matter, Mrs. Kendall?

- Derek, our young friend,

is mixed up in something ugly. A murder.

A girl named Monica.

- Mbnica?

- Mobnica.

Yes, inspector, it's her.

Monica.

- That's all.

First, Mr. Kendall, you witness a murder,

and now one of your friends is involved in another one.

- An odd coincidence, Inspector.

- That's an understatement.

Your friend's story is not very convincing, don't you think?

- Maybe, I know, but that's how it went down.

- Though you were sleeping right next to her,

you didn't hear a thing, is that right?

- No, nothing.

- Let's step outside.

Then, you thought it was upsetting and decided to leave in her car.

Later, you show up here of your own volition,

believing I'll accept everything in good faith,

and even thank you for your cooperation.

- I know it sounds far-fetched, Inspector.

- Far-fetched?

My young friend,

nobody would believe a single word of your story.

- The worst thing is, you're right.

- Inspector, as I told you, besides being my fellow countryman,

he's also my friend, so I can vouch for him.

- Sometimes that's not enough, Mr. Kendall.

But your friend is merely a witness at the moment,

a valuable witness.

Don't leave town, young man,

we'll be seeing each other often.

- Got it, Inspector.

Thank you.

- Unbelievable, I've never seen a more obvious suspect.

If he's guilty, he must be either a fool or a psychopath.

- I think he suspects me.

- I'm afraid so.

I know the inspector all too well, he's a sly old fox.

He didn't believe a word you said.

- What do you think he'll do now?

- Keep a close watch on you.

- Yes, and maybe arrest me if he can't catch the killer.

If only I could prove I'm innocent.

- Don't get in any more trouble, Derek, that's their job.

- This is my problem.

There's something I'm missing.

What could be the relation?

- What's that, Derek?

- I'm sure there's something else.

I've just remembered Mobnica was a member of the aquarium's yacht club.

- I haven't forgotten about you.

That would never happen.

I know, you guys are hungry.

It's time, little ones.

Pedro's going to feed you.

Don't be so impatient, I'm coming.

I'm coming.

- Marina.

Marina.

Where could this girl be?

I can never count on her.

What are you doing over there?

You know I need you. We have to feed the fish.

- The fish.

Yes, dad.

- Feed them at the right time.

I'm the only one who takes care of them.

You're never around when I need you.

- Dad, I'm always home.

- Only fish are loyal.

Don't take too long, child, and don't go out there alone all the time.

Remember, two girls have been killed.

- You startled me.

- Sorry, that wasn't my intention.

- I didn't hear you come in.

What are you doing here?

- I went for a walk, it's a nice day.

- Did you get into any trouble?

- I'm always in trouble.

- I was talking about the inspector.

- Right.

I'm not sure whether he trusts me

or he's giving me the rope to hang myself.

- Are you thinking about staying here long?

- Even if I wanted to,

I couldn't leave this place, simply because of its charm.

- Are you also an artist?

- I can draw and paint.

- Do you make a living doing that?

I'm not that good.

I'm not like Kendall or his wife.

I work at a record label in London.

Vulgar, isn't it?

It's not that vulgar.

Are you on holiday?

- You could call it that.

That was it.

Did you know Monica, the girl from the motel?

- Yes, she came here often.

- What about Marco?

- Marco?

- A good-looking young man.

- Yes, I thought you meant him.

- Don't you find him attractive?

- I've never been into those kinds of guys.

- Were he and Monica dating?

- He's always dating wealthy women.

- Got it.

- He'd do anything for money.

- Anything? Even murder?

- Marina, don't you know I need your help?

Who's that guy?

- A friend.

- Friend? He's a foreigner.

Don't you know the killer could be a man like that?

- Let me explain.

- There's nothing to explain.

Go away.

Marina, I hope this is the last time something like this happens.

- Yes, dad.

See you later.

TO MARCO, FROM VIRGINIA

- Were you planning to kill me, too?

- I don't know what you're talking about. I haven't killed anybody.

You came into my house.

You took Monica away and now she's dead.

- What about that piece of clothing?

The killer was wearing something like that.

- Anybody could buy that.

- You walk with a limp, just like the killer.

- It's a tennis injury.

- I don't believe a word coming out of your mouth.

What's your relationship with Virginia Kendall?

- What's it to you?

- Tell me now.

Come on, time to speak.

The Kendalls are my friends.

- It's not a crime.

Mrs. Kendall is an adult and so am I.

- So it's true.

- Yes, Derek, it's true.

You know Zachary.

He only cares about his art and himself.

A woman needs more than that.

Don't you think?

- I never would have guessed.

I shouldn't be lecturing you, but Marco is a slimeball.

Why, Virginia? - Oh, it doesn't matter.

He's always working, surrounded by clay or metal figures.

His hands, he only cares about his hands.

If he couldn't keep sculpting one day, I don't know what would become of him.

Right now, he's in danger.

He saw the killer and can identify him, and the killer knows it.

Do you think he cares about that at all?

No.

He only cares about his inspiration, his works.

- That fish.

That fish.

Did Zachary make it?

- No, I did.

- I've seen it before, Virginia.

- It's never left this room.

- The dead girl was wearing it around her neck.

- The girl from the motel?

- Yes.

- It's based on an old engraving, a forgotten sketch.

A local goldsmith saw it and liked it so much he bought it.

- What?

A goldsmith?

Where does he live?

Who is he?

- His name is Miguel Toledo.

- How can I help you?

- Mr. Toledo?

- Yes, that's me.

Are you looking for anything in particular?

- Yes, a fish.

- A fish?

I don't get it.

- A fish with eyes of gold.

- I haven't sold any of those yet.

- Yet?

- I don't know who told you about them.

- I'm a friend of Mrs. Kendall's.

- I see. Come on in.

I thought it was a better idea to wait "til the next tourist season.

- You haven't sold any of them?

- No, none.

- I saw a similar fish that's related to a crime.

- A crime?

- A woman was wearing that fish.

She was killed.

- I haven't sold any.

Wait.

Oh! Now I remember.

There's one, a single one.

I gave it away.

- You gave it away?

- A friend of mine insisted.

He wanted to give it to a friend of his.

- Who's that man?

- A nice young man.

His name is Marco.

- Hello?

- Zachary?

Zachary, it's Derek.

- Virginia told me you came by.

What's going on?

- I've just found out about something that might be important.

Can you come to town?

I'll wait for you on Main St.

- Are you still getting yourself in trouble?

Is it dangerous?

- Doing nothing would be more dangerous.

I'll explain it to you.

Do you have your car?

- Yes, I was just about to go out.

- Don't be late, it's urgent.

- Sure thing.

I'll be there in less than 20 minutes.

Be careful, don't trust anybody.

- Those hedges grow so much.

I'll finish trimming them tomorrow.

Were you speaking with someone?

- With Derek.

I have to meet him now.

Are you coming?

- No, no, I have too much to do.

- What's the matter?

- I'll tell you on the way there.

Let's go see the inspector.

- This intrigues me. - Wait "til you hear everything.

- What's the matter?

- I don't know.

The brakes aren't working right.

- Zachary, are you okay?

- My hands.

My hands!

My hands!

My hands!

- Nurse Tessy,

you will take care of the patient until he's discharged.

- Yes, Doctor.

I treated Mr. Kendall on another occasion.

- Doctor, are you sure I don't need to be hospitalized?

I'm afraid it's not too serious.

- Derek, how is he doing?

- It could've been worse.

- How could this happen?

He never does anything reckless.

- He didn't do anything.

I don't get it.

- What don't you get?

- The accident.

- It wasn't an accident.

- What?

- I have the preliminary reports with me.

Someone tampered with the brakes.

- That means --

- It means it was attempted murder.

- We were on our way to see you, Inspector.

- Me?

- Yes, to file a report on someone.

- Who?

- The man who gave the dead girl a jewel as a present.

The same stolen jewel.

- That doesn't prove anything.

- Maybe not, but that's your problem.

Inspector, there's something else about that man and today's accident.

- It's late.

- Who cares?

- Yes, right.

He's at the clinic.

- It wouldn't matter, anyway.

- Maybe he suspects.

- Not even that matters.

He wouldn't care.

- Right, that's the way things are.

- Yes, that's right.

Yes, as you said, it's late.

- Hold on.

Remember what I said before? I'm having some problems.

You know.

- I get it, the usual.

A car.

It pulled up.

Looks like the police.

Marco, are you mixed up in something?

- That's my business.

Leave.

It wouldn't be good if they saw you here.

There, through the back door.

Hurry.

- But --

- This doesn't make sense.

I didn't do anything.

- That's what they all say.

- Are you worried?

- Bewildered.

- What do you find bewildering?

- Everything.

The crimes, the fish, and Marco.

- Why Marco?

- I don't get why he killed those women, he lives off of them.

- Did he kill them?

- Who else could've done it?

Kendall saw the murderer running away and he was limping, just like Marco.

Besides, there's her.

- Her?

- Virginia.

- I knew it.

There are no secrets around here.

- I guess.

Marco must've tampered with the car, causing the accident.

He wanted to get rid of a witness.

- Besides, he's Virginia's husband.

- Yes.

- This way. It's this way.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing, just taking a breather.

Just that, Derek.

Don't you like taking a breather from time to time?

- Yes, I'd almost forgotten about that.

It's so peaceful.

- Sometimes, it's good for you.

- It's always good for you.

- You want one?

- No, thanks.

- It's hot.

- It is.

- Do you really like living around fish?

- Fish? Forget about that, dear God.

- Done, but I hate fish.

- So do I.

Derek.

- Yes?

- Take your mind off the fish and the crimes.

That's a good idea.

Take my mind off everything.

Don't think about anything.

- About anything.

What are you worried about?

- Your father.

- Don't think about that now.

- Marina.

- You were saying?

- I can't stand him.

- Tell him you're not a kid.

- Marina.

- I could've done it many times, but he's my father, Derek.

- Yes.

Sorry.

- Marina.

Do you know what time it is?

And with the foreigner.

- Stop it, dad.

- Marina, child.

Hey, Englishman, hold on.

I won't let you take my daughter away from me.

A slimeball like you.

Never, never.

Never, Englishman, never.

- Who's there?

Is that you, Bruno?

If you've finally decided to show up, let me tell you --

- Hello?

- You better come clean, Marco.

- It wasn't me, I told you before.

I haven't done anything.

- You're lying.

You were a friend of Hilde's, the Belgian woman...

and she was killed.

- Lots of folks are my friends.

I know lots of people.

- I'm telling you, he's busy right now.

Okay, I'll tell him right now.

Wait a moment.

- I'll say it again, I don't know anything.

- You were also dating Monica, the girl from the motel,

and she's dead.

- That has nothing to do with me.

- You gave her a fish with golden eyes...

a fish with golden eyes as a present.

- The fish?

- Yes, the fish.

- Just a moment.

Inspector, it's for you.

- Yes, speaking.

What?

Where was it?

Okay, we'll be there shortly.

Another one, and this time it couldn't be him.

Okay, we'll have to let him go.

- Zachary, you can't be there, the draft is not good for you.

- I don't like being locked up, you know that.

Besides, that's not going to fix my hands.

- Your hands will be fine soon.

Don't worry.

- They tried to kill me, don't you see that?

- Calm down.

- If it weren't for you --

It's funny, you and I again.

- I'm always at your service, willing to help.

- I need your help now more than ever.

- This number, please.

- Yes, one moment.

Go ahead.

- Thank you.

Marco?

It's me, Virginia.

Yes, tonight at your place.

- Cheers, my lovely Ms. Kendall.

One sec.

One sec.

No.

- What do you think you're doing?

- My car! My car!

Thief! Thief!

- Yes, I know, I know.

Speeding.

Stolen carr.

- A stolen car on top of it.

Do you realize the mess you've gotten yourself into?

- I'm afraid so, Inspector.

- Know one thing?

- What's that?

- Today, I spoke with Dr. Santos, a psychiatrist.

- A psychiatrist?

- He said something interesting.

That fish.

The sketch is the work of a lunatic.

- I always thought there was something odd about that fish,

but I never would have guessed that.

- I had a sketch of that fish done and the psychiatrist added the rest.

Sometimes, madness can hide itself so well that nobody suspects.

Certain psychoanalytic theories can reveal evil in a simple drawing.

It sounds made up, but it's true.

- That sketch isn't Virginia Kendall's.

There's no way she's insane.

- I didn't say that.

It was based on an old sketch.

- Who's the author?

- When I find out, I'll tell you who the killer is.

- What's the meaning of all this mess?

- No idea, we found it like this.

- And my wife?

What did she have to say?

- Nothing yet.

We haven't found her.

She must've gone out.

Didn't you know?

- Where could she have headed to?

What you've told me about that fish and the sketch is horrifying.

- You have no idea who gave it to her?

- No.

We've never talked about it, but she's not the artist.

She's the sanest woman in the world.

- I didn't say she made it,

I'd just like to know how she got her hands on it.

Now that you're home again, Mr. Kendall, be very careful.

You're still our key witness.

- Yes.

- Nurse, look after your patient well, and let me know if you see anything odd.

- Sure thing, Inspector.

I will.

- I always thought it was Marco.

- So did I.

- Did you know he conned Hilde out of a big sum of money

and she was about to report him?

- No, but I can't say I'm surprised.

- However, remember: we're looking for a madman, not a conman.

A madman who's obsessed with fish.

- Fish?

- Any ideas?

- No.

- I hope that's true.

You're still a key suspect to me

and you might be dangerous to the killer.

Take care.

- Where's Kendall?

- Upstairs.

He's gone to his bedroom.

He's quite distressed.

Would you like something to drink?

- No, thanks.

Don't leave him alone.

- As you wish.

- Hello?

- Is this the yacht club?

Is that you, Marina?

Yes, it's Derek.

Yes, I wanted to speak with you.

- Yes, got it.

That fish.

I'm sure I've seen it somewhere before.

I could look it up.

Dad's got a veritable museum of facts about weird fish.

- Look it up, but don't tell anybody,

not even your father.

Take good care.

The killer seems to be obsessed with fish,

or at the very least, that fish.

I'll see you later.

- All right.

- Who were you speaking with?

- Mr. Kendall.

He's doing much better.

- Okay.

Come with me, now, the fish are hungry.

- Yes, dad.

- What are you doing there?

- Sorry, I didn't mean to bother you.

Mr. Kendall locked himself in his bedroom.

He's sleeping.

- In any case, don't wander too far,

he might need you.

- They've erased the signature, but I remember it.

- No, no.

No, dear God.

No.

- Yes, a crime.

At Punta Blanca cove.

A girl.

Looks like a nurse.

It's awful.

Yes, officer.

- The killer seems to be obsessed with fish.

The killer seems to be obsessed with fish.

Obsessed with fish.

Fish.

Fish.

Obsessed with fish.

Obsessed with fish.

Fish.

Obsessed with fish.

The killer seems to be obsessed with fish.

- Kendall.

- You know.

- Zachary?

I still can't believe it.

You're the last person I would've suspected.

- I know, and I'm sorry.

- It can't be.

It's impossible.

You were a witness.

- I witnessed the first crime, Marco's crime.

I saw everything: the blood, the fish.

That was --

When I was a child, I saw my mother die.

My father was insane.

Sometimes, something like that leaves a mark,

you inherit it.

- But what about the accident?

- Marco tried to kill me.

He was afraid I'd recognize him.

Nobody ever understood me.

My nurse got scared when she found out why I'd left the clinic with her help.

I had to kill her.

- You're insane.

- I'm sorry.

- Thank you, Derek.

- It had to be done.

- Yes, it had to be done.

I started seeing everything more clearly today.

I suspected there were two different killers.

Everything else was clear.

When I knew he'd listened in on my call,

I came here to keep an eye on him. But now, it's over.