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NAKED... YOU DIE

That man is Simon, the groundskeeper
and driver of the boarding school.

This is La Foret,
our gardener.

He just got back
from a vacation.

You're already familiar with Mr. De
Brazzi, he teaches gym and swimming.

This is Richard Barrett,
our riding teacher.

It seems like he won
a riding event in Paris.

He's been at our school
for two months now.

We still consider
him a rookie, though.

That's your jealousy talking!

How long have you been teaching
at the boarding school, Ms. Martin?

Two years. I could say
I'm still a rookie as well.

I got hired as a summer
replacement, just like you.

I got along with Headmistress Transfield
right from the start, so I decided to stay.

We'll be arriving shortly.

The girls must be on their toes.

Meeting new teachers
IS a welcome occurrence.

They will be eager to
see what you look like.

- How many are there?
- Oh, about ten at most.

The others went
home for the holidays.

There's something you'll like,
since you're teaching natural history.

We call it 'the bug house.'

A strange pavilion full of
rather repulsive little beasts.

Alive, no less.

An entomologist built
it to store his collection.

It has some very
rare speciments.

I'd like to visit it, does
anyone live there?

No. Professor André, who takes care of the
Insects, lives in a cottage on the hill.

I think he and that
entomologist were good friends.

Oh, look! There
are our schoolgirls!

Time to get going, girls!

Go where?

Are you not curious to
meet the new teachers?

Not particularly.

On, right. Of course you're
not interested in the new ones.

- We can tell from the way you're dressed.
- What do you mean?

Nothing.

Lucille, don't you think her
sudden love for horses is a bit odd?

Jill, knock it off.

Don't worry, let her talk. I
don't care about the little witch.

By the way, why don't you run
to meet your future boyfriend?

He's probably a sixty year old
guy with a face like a cracked shoe.

He can't be an old fogey, considering
he's a gym and swimming teacher.

I'm sure he's a regular hunk!

He's Italian, after all!

- Who's Italian?
- Gee, you're so dumb, Cynthia.

It's all Jill's been talking
about for more than a week.

Let's go together, Margaret.

I'll need someone to hold me
back if I'm overcome with passion!

Lucille dear, don't you
want to greet Richard?

When will you learn to
mind your own business, Jill?

Well, well!

Someone's got the hots!

Looks like we got
another Amazon,

and since she already has a rival
the situation is bound to get serious.

- Lucille, you...
- Get out of here.

- Let's get dressed, come on!
- Let's take a peek first!

Hey!

Wait for me!

Wait for me!

There he is! What a hunk!

With a guy like that I will
become a champion right away!

What if I tell him I can't
swim so he will touch me?

Sports instructors always
touch you during training.

Look, there's a
new female teacher.

- A magnificent place.
- Yes, La Foret is a fine gardener.

I'm gonna get dressed.

- Keep an eye on Jill.
- I'll handle it.

This way.

Good morning, Ms. Transfield.

This is Mrs. Clay.

- This is Mr. De Brazzi.
- Nice to meet you.

Please come in.

Boy, I'm done for! I
know I'm already in love!

He looks so athletic.

Let's go!

Come on, give them to me.

Be careful, it weighs a ton.

What's in the
trunk, a dead body?

Well, it's heavy enough.

Hey, maybe it's a
chopped up corpse!

Take it to the headmistress'
office. She's a vampire!

- Where's Lucille?
- None of your business.

See if | care.

Hey, heartthrob knight,
any packages for me?

La Foret picked up
the mail at the station.

Yes, I did. You make me
slave away all the time.

Simon, the package is
under the seat. Give it to her.

Thank you.

What did you get this time?

I've purchased a bomb
to blow up the school!

Keep me updated so
I can escape in time.

Let's go!

Ms. Transfield.

- Do you like your new room?
- Yes, thank you.

It's next to mine.

You're one of my best employees,
I'd like to have you nearby.

I'll see you later.

- Should we bring up the luggage?
- No.

You'll do it when
they're needed.

Welcome back!

Thank you.

How did old Prince behave?

- No, the horse's been fine.
- Good boy.

- But I'm useless without you around.
- Really?

Today he refused to
jump the wall twice.

He flat out refused to jump.

He wouldn't have dared if
you had been next to me.

Well, we'll teach him to behave.

- Up for a lesson tomorrow afternoon?
- Whenever you wish.

All right, then.

'Oh, whenever you wish!'

Did I hear a voice speaking words
of jealousy? I wonder who it was.

- Jealous, me?! Of who?
- There's that voice again!

Would the owner of said
voice be up for a lesson as well?

First, I'm not jealous,
and I don't intend to...

On, right. You're scared
of horses, such nonsense!

Put yourself in my hands and
you will feel like living in a fairy tale.

I will make all your
dreams come true.

- You're such a nutter!
- Correct, but what are you?

My, you are so inquisitive.

Answer me, girl, or I'll
have my squire whip you.

No, mercy! I'm just a poor girl,
my name is Little Red Riding Hood!

Is that so? The one who
valiantly fought the Big Bad Wolf?

That's right.

- And who might you be?
- I'm Richard, young lady.

- Are you Richard the Lionheart?
- Guilty.

- What a great honor, Sir.
- No, the honor is all mine.

Where shall we meet to
continue this conversation?

How does the
bug house sound to you?

- Such a romantic place.
- Meet me there in one hour.

Let's make it two hours.

If you have something
better to do I...

Very well, Miss Lucille.

Goodbye.

See you shortly.

- Mr. Richard?
- Yes, Miss?

What is it?

Please note that, without exception,
all girls must follow the set schedule.

- Yes, of course.
- Of course.

Hey, Margaret! Come with me!

- Where?
- My room!

- What's the matter?
- I'll show you.

Come on!

- What do you want to tell me?
- It's a secret.

How can you tell
me if it's a secret?

It's a secret
between you and me.

It's a present from Daddy.

- Look!
- What is it?

What, don't you see it?

It's a walkie-talkie, a
sort of private phone.

This way we can talk over a
distance of five or six kilometers.

- And why did you want it?
- I need it for my work.

- You mean for your book?
- Indeed.

I am writing a chapter in which the
spy is locked up in the vault of a convent.

The prior is no
prior, but a crook.

The hero calls for help
using one of these thingies!

And then what happens?

I don't know yet, Margaret.

That's what I'm
trying to figure out.

Let's see if it works.

What am I supposed to do?

Just push the red button and
say some spy stuff or whatever.

I'll be in the garden, you
stay here and see if it works.

Okay.

La Foret!

La Foret!

Yes?

Did you pick up my
trunk from the station?

Ms. Martin is in
charge of those things.

You can ask her.

Thanks for the tip, I only
wanted to know if you picked it up.

Either me or Simon. There
was plenty of luggage.

- Where have you put them?
- In the cellar.

Thanks for your
gracious assistance.

Some of the girls' parents insisted that
we hold an underwater swimming class.

However, Mr. De Brazzi, I
do have some objections.

Concerning my teaching skills or
underwater swimming in general?

The latter, of course.

I know what a good teacher you are,
we wouldn't have hired you otherwise.

We are a first-rate
boarding school.

Our students come from the best
European and American families.

Underwater swimming has
become the sport of the wealthy.

How awful. Humans
and fish are not alike.

- Besides, it is dangerous.
- Don't worry.

The students will undergo a rigorous
training before I allow them to try diving.

- We'll need diving suits and masks.
- It won't be necessary.

I've brought along everything
we need for the first lessons.

It's all in my trunk.

Is anybody down there?

Is anybody there?

Who's there?

Jill?

I know it's you!

Stop joking around!

Jill!

Sorry, I thought it
was one of Jill's pranks.

No...

No...

No! No!

Richard?

Richard?

Hello, Lucille. What are
you doing here, young lady?

I thought you were
still on vacation.

I wanted to check if
everything's all right.

Thank you, I came
back last night.

You know, I keep making
the same mistake every year.

I'm always looking forward to
spend the holidays with my sister.

Alas, I forget she's even older
than me, and way grumpier.

I always start missing my
animals after a couple days.

I miss my birds and my insects, so
I return much earlier than planned.

No, you don't! You
already had your food!

Don't be greedy, these worms
are for the mating birdies.

I'm going to check the bird
cages, see you tomorrow.

Thank you for wanting to take
care of my beloved animals.

Goodbye.

Richard!

Does Little Red Riding Hood live
here or have I got the wrong address?

- You scared me.
- Uncanny, I never scared anybody!

- You're a nutter!
- Me? Quite the opposite!

I'm the Big Bad Wolf!

I'm a regular wolf cub, and I'd
love to eat Little Red Riding Hood.

You can't eat me.

I'm wasting my time, then?

Yes, desolated!

Then allow me to change
into a more romantic character.

- All right?
- Yes.

But I came here for a date
with Richard the Lionheart,

to go away together
on his white horse.

- Have you been waiting long?
- Oh, centuries.

I heard he entered
a contest in Paris.

I'm sure he had a lot of fun,
always surrounded by pretty girls.

I bet he never thought
about me yearning for him.

What a lowlife.

I could summon the guy
if you'd like to meet him.

But you'll have to
tolerate my advances.

Sir, please don't
make me do this.

I love King Richard.

How much?

Very much.

- Have you been faithful?
- Always.

- You never looked at another man?
- Never.

But you find me
charming, don't you?

Terribly.

If you'll come here at ten o'clock
tonight, Richard will be waiting.

I will.

How can I repay you?

I love you.

'Jill, what are you doing
in Mr. De Brazzi's room?'

'I asked him to tutor
me, Ms. Transfield.’

''Outrageous! You have
no clothes on, young lady!'

'Mr. De Brazzi is a very
dedicated teacher, Ms. Transfield.'

'I would risk drowning
if I were dressed.'

Careful, girls. Ms.
Martin is doing the rounds.

Really? 'Ms. Martin, what are
you doing in Mr. De Brazzi's room?"'

Hello, girls. You
can stay seated.

I can't find Betty Ann,
have you seen her?

- Here I am.
- I spent the last hour looking for you.

What are you doing
in that diving suit?

- Jill!
- Yes, Miss?

- Why did you pretend to be Betty Ann?
- I meant I've seen her!

- Where?
- On her way to see La Foret.

- Why?
- I don t know.

We'll talk about
this later. Sit down.

Where did you get
that diving suit, Jill?

- Daddy sent it.
- Why are you wearing it?

I'm getting ready for Mr. De
Brazzi's lessons, Miss.

- Have you seen Betty Ann?
- No, Miss.

- I'm sure La Foret has murdered her.
- Stop joking.

Who's joking? The
guy tried it with me.

It's getting dark.

The murderer prowls at night.

No, I bet I know where she is.

She's definitely at the riding stables,
she wants to become a great amazon.

I don't think so, she knows that
her chances are slim to none.

- Right, Lucille?
- You don't deserve a reply.

Peace, girls, peace.

Boy, she really looks mad!

Mind your own business.

Come on, dear, we all
know what you're up to.

Wendy, knock it off or I'll...

Lucille!

Still nothing?

I've searched everywhere, Miss.

- Who last saw Betty Ann?
- Jill, Miss.

She wanted to find her
trunk, Ms. Transfield.

She went to see La Foret?

Yes, Miss. She was still
alive when she left his place.

'Still alive'? Where
did you get such ideas?

I'm interested in
police investigations.

You should concentrate
more on your studies.

Yes, Miss.

Betty Ann wanted
to find her trunk?

Yes, La Foret said
that it was in the cellar.

Maybe he lured her down there.

Maybe that silly girl locked herself
in the cellar, we better take a look.

Come along, Jill.

The switch is broken.

- Don't go down there.
- We don't need lights.

Should I come with you?

That won't be necessary.

Betty Ann?

Betty Ann?

Are there spiders?

Don't be foolish, Jill.

Maybe we're dealing
with an act of sabotage.

You never know.

No, she's not down here.

Did you look behind
the empty crates?

Why would she be back there?

Maybe she passed out, fell
into the trunk and it locked up.

She's definitely not down here.

- Go back to the others.
- All right.

- Did you find her?
- No.

Shouldn't we call the police?

Not at all, it's
a school matter.

Maybe she went downtown.

Perhaps, but I don't think
she would break the rules.

I already sent
Simon to look for her.

I don't think we have to worry.

Yes, I agree.

But this must not happen again.

- Ms. Martin, I want to be more vigilant.
- Yes, Miss.

Mrs. Clay, tell the girls that nobody
may leave their room.

Ms. Transfield, shouldn't
we search the park?

Maybe she went for a walk, got a
slight sprain and couldn't make it back.

That sounds quite
improbable, but let's have a try.

I'm bored, shall
we take a stroll?

Ms. Martin told us
to stay in our room.

- I'm going.
- Nope, you're staying.

Mrs. Clay is
patrolling the halls.

- Where have you been?
- Eavesdropping!

I bet you thought I was
with Mr. De Brazzi, right?

- Who is Cynthia Fellows?
- I'm Cynthia Fellows.

- What are you doing here?
- We were just leaving.

May I go out for a walk?

Nobody may leave their room.

Don't try otherwise, I will be
around watching you constantly.

Denise, I'm supposed
to meet Richard.

- When?
- Ten o'clock.

Mrs. Clay could burst
In here at any time.

I don't care about that, the real
problem will be sneaking out.

'Nobody may leave the house.'

Oh, just beat it!

We still don't know
where Betty Ann is.

They're searching
for the dead body.

What dead body?

Betty Ann's, obviously,
but they won't find it.

What do you mean?

The same thing
happens in my book.

The spy escapes from the
convent and hides in the swamp.

Cops with machine guns and
walkie-talkies are out to get him.

I offered this one
to Ms. Transfield.

What did she say?

She said she
prefers her whistle.

Nothing, Ms. Transfield.

Let's go back inside.

Lights out at ten
o'clock, it's so unfair.

It's not our fault Betty
Ann hasn't come back.

I'm gonna make her pay for this!

The headmistress
will eat her alive!

What are doing here, Denise?

Go back to your room.

Where are you going?

- To take a shower.
- How clean of you!

Stick to the plan, understood?

She reminds me of somebody.

Lucille?

No. Mrs. Clay.

She reminds me of a werewolf.

Thanks, I had already
read these ones.

Turn off the lights,
Mrs. Clay is on her way.

Whatever, I can
read in the dark.

Observe. Switch off
the light at my signal.

Okay, do it now.

I'm so worried about that
girl, when will she come back?

I'm certain that
she'll return soon.

You are very commanding
for a new teacher.

- I have a lot of experience.
- I didn't know that.

Ms. Martin, the lights
are on in the gym.

- It's probably Mr. De Brazzi.
- I'd like to know for sure.

I'll go.

Richard?

Quiet, you'll wake up everybody.

- Why are you running?
- Richard!

What happened? Tell me!

- Betty Ann is dead!
- What?!

Yes, dead! I saw her body!

- Where?
- In the bug house, behind a curtain!

Lucille, I'm afraid we
fooled around too much.

Those Big Bad Wolf shenanigans
really got to your head.

It's true, I swear! Believe me,
Richard, she's behind the curtain!

Let's have a look then.

No! No!

I can't!

There's nothing here.

That's impossible,
I saw her body!

Richard, you must believe me!

- I'm not crazy! I saw her body!
- Stop yelling.

- I'm not crazy!
- Stop it, I said!

You must believe me!

Forgive me, darling.

Calm down now.

You've been thinking
about Betty Ann too much.

You just imagined her.

Richard, take me away.

I don't want to stay here
any longer! Take me away!

You're too upset now, my love.

Come to your senses.

Somebody is coming.

Stay here for a few minutes,

then go to your room, pack your bags
and meet me at the swimming pool at three.

Yes, Richard. I'll be there.

On, it's you.

- I thought I heard screaming.
- Yeah, that's why I'm here.

It was a false alarm.

So this is the famous bug house
Ms. Martin is always mentioning.

However, I'm sure I
heard someone scream.

I'd swear it came from here.

Maybe we're all so worried
about Betty Ann that...

There he is. Our screamer.

A toucan. Very interesting.

I'd love to visit this
place during the day.

Professor André would
be happy to oblige.

This is his kingdom of sorts.

- Do you live in the school?
- No, in the nearby guesthouse.

- That way?
- Yes, near the stables.

- Then we can walk together.
- With pleasure.

Let's go that way, there is a shortcut
that leads directly to the school.

I didn't know that.

I came from the other
side, where the gym is.

The shortcut is much
faster, you'll see.

- That's where I live.
- Very nice.

It's not as gloomy
as the school.

- Good night.
- Good night, Mrs. Clay.

What are you doing
in here so late?

I wanted to take a shower,
it's so hot I can't sleep.

Hurry up and go back to
bed, or I'll tell the headmistress.

Yes, Ma'am.

Anybody in here?

Help! Murder!

What's going on?
Who's screaming?

- What happened?
- Lucille has been killed!

I heard her screaming!

Don't talk such nonsense, Jill.

Lucille, did you just scream?

Someone tried to
break into my room!

- Jill!
- It wasn't me, I swear!

Stop terrorizing the other
girls with your pranks!

- It was somebody else!
- Lucille.

Are you letting Jill influence
you? Have you gone crazy?

- But Betty Ann is dead.
- That's enough!

Who is in the shower?

- I'll look.
- Yes.

The rest of you go back to bed.

May Denise stay?

I really don't understand
you sometimes, ladies.

Come on.

What is it, Jill?

What else have you
come up with now?

- Cynthia is dead.
- I said I have enough with your pranks!

Go to bed!

Jill!

- What's the matter?
- Are you okay?

A murder.

A bit of a novelty around here.

You're lucky to have a
murder be your first case.

Let's wait and see, it wouldn't be the
first time that we've come for nothing.

Might be an accident
or a mistake of sorts.

Well, being strangled by
mistake is not that common.

I'm sure it was La Foret.

He always spies on the girls
when they're in the shower.

I saw him climbing the
tree in front of the building.

I've stopped taking
showers because of him.

He spies on the girls
while they're undressing...

- Are you sure?
- Yes, Ma'am.

You better tell the police.

No...

No...

No!

No!

The medical examiner and the
forensics team are on their way.

Good. Keep looking for clues.

I'll go see the headmistress.

Okay.

Who was she?

Her name was
Cynthia Fellows. British.

Her family lives in Kenya.

She would go home for Christmas
but spent the summer here.

Do most of the families
live in foreign countries?

Yes. Jill's father is a businessman
who travels around the world.

Lucille's parents
died in a plane crash.

She's all alone now.

A young cousin she's never met
has been appointed as her guardian.

Wendy's mother is a famous
actor working in the United States.

I'd like to talk with the
girl who found the body.

The gardener, huh?

I'll talk to him later.

- Thank you, Miss.
- You can call me Jill.

Thank you, Jill.

No more questions?

- That's all for now.
- But I'd like to help you.

I'll call you if I need you.

Look, I've got a walkie-talkie.

Wonderful, go play with it.

We have work to do now.

Does La Foret
live in the school?

No, he lives in a
small house over there.

Why hasn't he showed up
yet, despite all the racket?

I don't know. Maybe he's asleep.

A sound sleeper.

- I found this hidden in a locker.
- Well done, Gabin.

Muddy and wet.

One of the girls wanted
to hide that she went out.

- Are you able to tell us whose it is?
- There's a name tag.

Go look for the gardener, he lives in the
small house you can see from the window.

Lucille!

Tell me more about Lucille.

Lucille... I can't.

No one will know it's you in my bed, if
you keep your head under the sheets.

There's no reason to run away.

It's just absurd.

I can't stay here.

Whoever murdered
Cynthia wanted to kill me!

Why do you think that?

Because I found
Betty Ann's body.

You should have told the
police! Where's the body?

I don't know, it vanished.

The police would
never believe me.

Lucille, are you
absolutely sure?

You don't believe me either!

That's not important,
you can't just run away.

I must, and you'll help me.

I have to meet Richard
at the pool at three o'clock.

Why aren't you asleep?

Go back to your room.

No, please, let her stay.

Fine, but be quiet.

- Try to remember any detail.
- Well, Inspector...

Maybe it's not important,

but Lucille was in the showers ten
minutes before the murder occurred.

- Are you sure?
- Mrs. Clay saw her too, she'll confirm it.

Ten minutes before...

I wonder if Cynthia
was killed by mistake.

Every murder has a motive.

The half million pounds Lucille's father
left her could be a good enough motive.

I want to talk to her.

It'll be interesting to know
where she's been this evening.

Look out, the
coppers are after you!

- Do you ever stop kidding around?
- It's true!

They're going to question you.

Ms. Martin is
already on her way.

I just wanted to warn you.

- Denise, what am I going to do?
- I have no clue.

But you can't run away now.

Besides, do you think
Richard deserves it?

What do you know
about him? Perhaps he...

I know he loves me!

Nothing else matters.

Lucille.

I'm sorry to bother you, but
the inspector wants to talk to you.

Don't worry, dear.
It's just a formality.

- All right, Miss.
- Get dressed, I'll escort you.

No, you don't have to.
Denise will accompany me.

As you wish, but hurry up.

If I'm still inside by three o'clock, I
want you to go the swimming pool.

- No.
- I'm begging you!

Richard is waiting for me, and I
don't know how long they'll keep me.

Richard can wait.

If the police find him, we won't
be able to run away together!

Denise...

All right.

- Be careful.
- Yeah.

Come in.

Are you Lucille?

I'm Inspector Durant.

- Have a seat.
- Thank you.

I will ask you again: where
have you been this evening?

- La Foret, the gardener, is dead!
- Murdered?

Yes. Stabbed in the
chest with a sickle.

- Call for reinforcements.
- Yes.

Did you hear that, Miss?

There's a homicidal
maniac among us.

- Don't you want to help us?
- Hello, HQ?

Don't you realize he's
bound to strike again?

We need more officers.

Help!

- Denise!
- Help!

It's Denise!

- Where?
- At the swimming pool!

I killed her! It's my fault!

I killed her...

Denise! Leave her
alone, you coward!

Inspector!

Inspector!

Let me help you.

She was pushed into the pool
by someone wearing a diving suit!

He ran into the park.

Good! He can't have gone far!

- Where were you fleeing to?
- Fleeing? What are you talking about?

I heard a scream and
started running on the path.

I didn't know about
this ditch so I fell down.

Where's your scuba
mask and your diving suit?

I wasn't wearing them!

Why would I need them now?

- But you're wearing diving pants.
- Yes, that's right.

And why are you going
around dressed like that?

I'm a jogger.

That's why I'm wearing
these diving pants.

I've also wrapped this plastic sheet
around my stomach, under the sweater.

It makes me sweat, it's a
great way to lose weight.

I need to stay in shape.

You search the stream.

Look for a scuba mask
and the rest of his suit.

- Good morning.
- Who are you?

I'm Professor André.

- What are you doing here?
- Me?

I'm under orders to
not allow anyone inside.

But I have to go inside.
The insects have to be fed.

- You better talk with Inspector Durant.
- Gladly.

But first I must take a look at my
collection, in case something got stolen.

No, Professor, it was no theft.

- Someone was murdered.
- Murdered?

Believe me,
Inspector, I'm innocent.

I happened to be
there by pure chance.

I suddenly heard a scream
and rushed to the scene.

Do you always wear these
clothes when you exercise?

Always, Inspector. It's
my personal method.

I can understand people
may find it a little ridiculous.

That's why I'm
doing it at night.

- You should know that my method...
- Yes, you can tell me later.

You may go now, but
don't leave the premises.

Of course, Inspector.

Thank you.

Nothing at all.

We found nothing in the stream.

We'll keep looking.

The reinforcements have just
arrived with the search dogs.

- Any developments here?
- Nothing.

We're tying to find
Lucille's cousin.

He's administering the
family estate until she's of age.

We haven't managed to find him.

We know he left
Paris two months ago.

Hi, Jill.

- How are you, Denise? Feeling better?
- Yes, thanks.

Will Denise be questioned?

No, she's still too traumatized.

- Traumatized? What about me?
- What about you?

- I jumped in the pool to rescue her!
- And it was very brave of you.

You can say that again.

There's a killer on the loose
and we have to catch him.

- We?
- Yes!

Betty Ann is still missing, not
even counting the two murders.

I can't believe you sit ill
haven't caught the killer!

I had the park surrounded.

It's a matter of time
before we find the killer.

The dogs have found something.

- Excuse me, are you Inspector Durant?
- Yes.

I'm Professor André,
I'd like to speak with you.

Likewise, Professor, but
we'll have to do it later!

- Excuse me, Miss...
- Not now, Professor.

- I need to speak...
- It's not the right time.

Nobody is willing
to listen to me!

Go to my office and
wait for me, please.

Inspector! Over here!

Hello, Lucille.

I've just heard about Cynthia.

- It's horrible.
- Betty Ann, too.

- She's dead.
- Dead?!

Betty Ann?

But they only
mentioned one murder!

Who told you
about the other one?

I saw her body,
and then it was gone!

- What do you mean?
- I don't know.

The murderer tried to
kill Denise at the pool.

He thought she was me.

- Somebody is out to kill me!
- That's nonsense, young lady.

You must help me, Professor.

I can't stay here any
longer, it's driving me crazy.

- May I stay at your house?
- My house?

Yes. Please, don't say no!

Nobody would find me there.

I would like to help
you, dear, but...

It's ridiculous and absurd.

A bunch of nonsense.

You are upset and don't
mean what you're saying.

Go to your room.

With all the cops around, you
could not be any safer. Now go.

You have to forgive
her, Professor.

- You are Professor Andre, I presume?
- Yes.

- I'm Mrs. Clay.
- Delighted.

- Well?
- Yes, it's Betty Ann.

- Good.
- Good?

She was strangled, we'll
find fingerprints on her neck.

That could lead
us to the killer.

I would like to talk
to the two girls again.

They're too shaken, Inspector.

I must find out why Lucille
doesn't want to tell us anything.

Those muddy clothes clearly
show that she had gone out.

The killer was trying to
murder her in the shower.

And the girl at the pool?

Right. Why did Lucille
say she killed her?

- She was upset.
- No, I don't buy it.

Lucille had a meeting with someone, and
she sent her friend when I summoned her.

A pretty short-sighted
killer. Two mix-ups.

He had a scuba mask on, and he was in
a hurry because he knew we were around.

- But why kill the gardener?
- He didn't want to take any chances.

- Go on. - He thought La
Foret saw him in the shower.

- What about Betty Ann?
- I haven't the foggiest.

Maybe she discovered something,
and Denise and Lucille might know what.

- Where is the inspector?
- He's with Ms. Transfield.

They just found
Betty Ann's body.

We are all suspects,
especially me.

It's absurd to think that
one of us is the culprit!

- The killer is a madman.
- No doubts about it.

A madman on the loose
who could still be among us.

- Why did they ask us to gather here?
- They need our fingerprints.

- Fingerprints?
- Yes.

They want to compare them
with the ones on the girl's neck.

Our fingerprint specialists
will not arrive until nine o'clock.

Would you please come back then?

It's only a formality.

Is the headmistress
still with the inspector?

Yes, they'll be here soon.

They want to talk again
with Lucille and Denise.

I'll look for them.

- Fingerprints! We're not criminals!
- I've got nothing to hide.

- Have you seen Lucille?
- No, Ma'am.

Maybe she's in the
nurse's office with Denise.

- Should | go find her?
- I'll do it.

Wake up Denise and tell her
to go to the headmistress' office.

The Inspector wants to talk
with her. Help her get dressed.

Lucille's not here?

No, Ma'am.

I haven't see her either.

Be quiet.

It's late and you
have to go home.

Be a good bird.

That's the only reason. I didn't want to
betray the trust Lucille always had in me.

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

I promised to keep it a secret.

That's ridiculous.

You knew that Lucille
saw Betty Ann's body.

You knew that a killer
is still on the loose.

You risked your life
going in her place,

and you still
won't talk about it!

Did you find Richard?

No. Nobody knows
where he could be.

Keep looking, and
bring in Professor André.

Yes, Inspector.

How long has Richard
been at the school?

I don't know exactly,
two months or so.

But I'm sure he's not guilty.

Only two months?

When will Lucille be of age?

The day after tomorrow.

We have to find them.
Gabin, call the men.

Yessir!

Do you know where
Lucille could be?

Answer me!

- She was really confused and...
- And?

She went to find Richard.

Can I help you, Miss?

No. Have you seen Mr. Richard?

He went to the lime
pit at the building site.

Thank you.

Lucille!

Thank god you didn't get hurt.

You frightened the
horse rushing out like that.

It could have killed you.

Easy.

Feel better now?

Don't be afraid.

Where were you last night?

I didn't come to the pool, with all the
police around after what happened...

We would have never
managed to leave.

- I hope you didn't wait for me.
- I didn't.

I sent Denise.

What do you mean?

Oh, I see.

You're thinking
that I was there.

Right?

No!

No... I thought that...

You thought I was the
one who attacked Denise.

No, that's not true.

Please, try to understand.

You cannot imagine
what I went through.

I'm so scared.

Please, Richard.

Don't leave me.

I'd feel lost without you, I don't
have anyone else in the world.

Please...

You're important to me, Lucille.

I love you.

Even more important
than you can imagine.

Lucille!

Lucille!

I'm coming. Who is it?

On, it's you, young
man. What do you want?

Sorry for bothering
you, Professor,

but the inspector would like to see
you at the school at nine o'clock tonight.

All right, I'll be there.

Sarge, over here!

Look down there! It's horrible!

Pull out the body.

It's Mrs. Clay.

I'll tell the inspector.

Where is Richard?

- I don't know! I don't know!
- You don't want to tell us.

Why is he hiding
if he's not guilty?

Maybe he doesn't know
that you're looking for him!

Are you meeting him soon?

- Where? When?
- No!

Inspector, it
would be better if...

Yes?

Are you sure?

Where?

Yes, I understand.

Bring the body here.

I will alert the forensics team.

Take her to her room.

Mrs. Clay has been found.

Killed. The body
was in the lime pit.

Lucille, do you know
why they sent you out?

- Something happened.
- To Richard?

No, it's not about him.

Mrs. Clay has been found dead.

Is this killer
going to kill us all?

I can't stand
this anymore, Jill!

I'm going to find out
what else is going on.

- No! Please stay with me!
- I can't, I must find out!

- Is it Mrs. Clay?
- Yes, without a doubt.

Her face is beyond recognition,

but Ms. Transfield identified some of
the personal belongings on the body.

I want to check her
personal documents to see...

... If there's a mention of
any distinctive features.

What are you doing here?

I was told to come here at nine
o'clock because you wanted to see me.

Yes, I remember, I'm
afraid we'll have to postpone.

That girl's looking for trouble.

Yes, we need more officers.

What about the
fingerprint comparisons?

Yes, the doctor's here, he's
running some preliminary tests.

Yes, Chief. I'll let you know.

Look at this, Inspector.

I found it in Mrs. Clay's room.

What?

It's impossible.

- Are you sure?
- It was in a drawer.

I found it while looking
for her documents.

Unbelievable.

Professor!

Professor Andrei!

Oh... Richard!

Richard?

Richard!

- Richard!
- He can't hear you anymore.

No, it's impossible.

You're dead.

No. Mrs. Clay is dead.

She was the first
victim of my game.

Who are you?

I'm your beloved
cousin Pierre, my dear.

Poor Richard.

He made the mistake
of getting in my way.

He became another
victim of Mrs. Clay.

The real one, whose
body they'll find in a lime pit,

disfigured and
beyond recognition.

They'll also find her confession,
and everything will be clear.

She was deranged,
a homicidal maniac.

She was shocked by
the sight of her last victim.

That victim is you, Lucille.

Then, realizing what she
had done, she killed herself.

- A perfect plan, don't you think?
- But why?

Why did you do it?

You still don't understand?

It's so simple.

It was only a matter
of time, you see.

In two days you
will turn eighteen,

and my guardianship will expire.

Part of the inheritance your
father left you is already gone.

I guess I haven't been
a good administrator.

But, alas, I've become rather
fond of the remaining money.

There's only one way for me to keep
it, as I'm sure you can understand.

You'll never be eighteen.

Richard! He's still alive!

Come to André's house,
somebody's killing Lucille! Hurry!

God, I hope somebody heard me.

Lucille!

Hit the deck!

Richard!

Richard!

You left this in the
headmistress' office.

Thank you, Jill.

That was the key
element of Pierre's plan.

The posthumous
confession of a murderer.

He brought the real
Mrs. Clay's body here,

so he could escape
after killing Lucille.

This letter would have
eliminated our doubts.

But why did he throw the body into
the lime pit before he could kill me?

Otherwise the fingerprints on Betty
Ann's neck could have given him away.

He was running out of time.

He would have killed you
too, had it not been for Richard.

He found Pierre's trunk at the
lime pit, and this foiled his plans.

Looks like I've got the
wits of a real detective.

Maybe I'll need your help
in the future, who knows.

- Goodbye and good luck.
- Goodbye, Inspector, and thanks.

Goodbye.

- Goodbye, Denise.
- Goodbye.

- Jill.
- I'll show you out.

On, sorry, darling.
Did I hurt you?

Hurt me?

Your dear cousin's only
mistake was trying to kill me.

Richard the Lionheart
cannot be killed.

- You're nuttier than ever, darling.
- How dare you!

- I won't stand for this indignity and...
- Stop.

- I would like to come with you.
- Why?

Because I'm in love with you.

Me?

I'm much too old for you,
and a bachelor at heart.

Would you really want
to marry a policeman?

Why not?

My mother did and
she never regretted it.

- Your father is a police officer?
- Well...

Daddy!

Daddy!

Calling Agent 009.

Nope, sorry. Agent 009 is
currently working on Case Jill.

- Jill?
- Correct.

Excuse me, sir?

Where should we put this trunk?

You'll have to ask
the headmistress.

Should we take it
to the storage room?

No, put it in the
garage for now.

We'll take it upstairs later.

Boy, this thing's heavy.

Maybe there's a
dead body inside!

THE END