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It's me. I'm at a club.

The whole gang.
The men here are fabulous.

I'd come see you,
but I don't know where the nightclub is.

I know where it is.

Perhaps I'll see you later.

Is it far from here?

No, just a few minutes drive.
I live in the neighbourhood.

You are so nice.

I don't want to be any trouble.

My boyfriend will be there.
I'll surprise him.

Of course.

Where are we going?

To the nightclub.

What are you doing?

Get back. Let me out.
This isn't the way to the nightclub.

Let me out.
Are you mad?

Here. I've stopped.

Let me go.

Help.

This is the seventh murder of the year.
Always the same technique.

And we just can't figure it out.
It's another one of these damn oases.

Give me the address.

She made it sound as if she was
calling from a dance club.

She was attractive.

It should be easy to find the man
who offered her a ride.

He had a oar that...

I forgot something.

Who's there?

I left my cigarettes
on the office table.

Did you find the cigarettes?

Of course, my dear. See you later.

I am going to sleep.
ls there anything you need?

I know her.
Of course, I know her.

I just don't know from where and how.

Try to remember, Dr. Lyutak.
Even the slightest lead can help us.

Why don't you give me some help?

You've used me hundreds of times
for psychological consultations

on the nature of certain murders.

I'd be glad to help you
get to the bottom of this case.

It's him. Yes, yes, I recognise him.
I recognise him very well.

He looked at her with such big eyes.
I recognise him. It's him.

Me, who?

Dr. Lyutak. This gentleman alleges
that he saw you leaving...

...with the girl from the bar
the night of the murder.

Yes, that's true.
Now I remember it very well.

It was a girl on the phone.
I gave her a ride to a nightclub.

I live in the neighbourhood.

I'll be home tomorrow morning.
There's been a delay, because I knew...

The girl, who was murdered
by the river?

Yes, the girl, murdered by the river.

I'll stay up, and wait for you.

I'll wait for you.

Hurry up. Help me.
Someone is following me. I'm frightened.

Tell us where you are.
This is a newspaper office.

I don't know the area well,
but it's on the way to the lake.

Call the police.

Help me.

Stay on the phone.

Call the police on the other line.
They can trace this call.

I'm afraid.

Do something.

He's here, he is...

It's on the way to the lake.

I can't defend myself.

Call the police.

Try to alarm him.

Tell him the police are coming.

Let's hope they get there in time.

Is it always done by
the same hands, doctor?

Strange.

They all seem to be of the same type.

A disease, that nature or illness
engraved into the human brain.

All four of you were
in the area of the murder.

All four of you, without any reason,
and without any identification on you.

I told you. I'll repeat it.
It was dark, and I was relieving myself.

If none of you did it...

...you must have heard something,
the noise, the screams.

I heard the sirens,
and then got punched in the face.

as if I was running away...

...but I was just getting up
from relieving myself.

The proof is still there in the grass,
if you haven't looked for it yet.

But this blood is not from
the punch to your nose.

It's blood from the nose.

And the blood can drop that far down?

That's right.

Am I wrong, or are you the unlicensed
car-park attendant at the nightclub?

The nightclub where you gave a lift to
the girl who was murdered five days ago?

Another murderer.

Just while I was with Inspector Edwards.
It's bewildering.

I was worried about you.

The fact that you had given a lift
to that girl made me extremely worried.

My dear, I am Dr. Herbert Lyutak,
a valuable associate of the police.

I love you. Every second I'm more madly
in love with you.

And where in me do you fall in love,
Marzla?

Here?

Or here.

I love you, Herbert.

Do you need a drink?

Go away.

Was there enough evidence
to hold him?

Of course. We're following him to get some
definite proof, not just evidence.

These people repeat their mistakes.
Their sickness is up here.

I just had a terrible nightmare.

No, not to you.

It's impossible for me.

I am yours.

You can do to me
whatever you want.

Marzia, I wrote you a card...

...for our wedding anniversary.

Yesterday I forgot to give it to you.

Here it is.

You are my wife. I love you.
You love me.

But I am an impotent fool.
Let us separate, Marzia.

I don't want you to be unhappy.
I don't want to hurt you.

You can rebuild your life.
I, as a man, can't be of any help.

Although I am a scientist, as a man
I have a wife who is still a virgin...

...and my heart is blind
and filled with death.

Let us separate.
I don't want to harm you. I love you.

I'll stay with you.
I love you just the way you are.

You don't know what I am like.
I can't explain everything to you, Marzia.

Every day it becomes
more dangerous for you.

You can do anything to me
you want to.

But I'll stay with you.

Perhaps what I just dreamed about was
your real world.

But, I love you just the way you are.

I love you.

Herbert. I love you.

I don't want a separation.

I love you the way you are.

What are you afraid of?
I love you. I am yours.

You are such a cruel monster.
Enough of you, Herbert.

You selfish pig. You're a hyena.

I think you can catch the murderer
you've been looking for...

...in the act, this very night.

Or it's the man who stalks women.

Who?

That car-park attendant
at the nightclub.

But I've done
my own investigation...

...more of a metropsychological
investigation.

I think I have located
the time and place of the next crime.

If my forecast is correct,
he will strike...

...in an hour
at the park's swimming pool.

Will you be there as well?

Yes. I deluded myself into believing
I could cure that individual...

...whom I know myself,
through the help of research...

...of biochemical, chromosomal nature
and of another kinds.

But, I didn't succeed.

It's better to put an end to it.

Herbert, let the police handle it.
Stay with me.

Marzia, I can't miss this appointment.

That man could even kill
the person he loves.

He could even be such a coward
and recant any of his confessions.

If I get him to confess tonight...

...by getting him caught in the act...

...he won't be able to
get away anymore.

It sounds as though you're talking
about yourself, Herbert.

No, let's say that I am talking about
a very dear friend...

...who every now and then
grants himself certain liberties.

Stay with me, Herbert. I am yours.

You can do to me anything you like to.
Stay with me.

What can you do with a husband,
who is useless as a man.

Inspector Edwards here again.
I want four men in two unmarked cars.

Confirm with me that the girl is already
at the location.

At the pool.
Stay in touch with the other officers.

Our sign will be three owl calls.

It's Dr. Lyutak. One of us.

Go away.

It's you, Dr. Lyutak.

Were you waiting for someone else?

For the one you had pointed out.

It's a pity that the police had to
choose you.

You are so young.

I am not afraid, just a little nervous.

Knowing that you are here
makes me feel much safer.

You are right.

It's more interesting to work with
someone you know.

What's happening?

Over there.
I think it's coming from there.

Those are the police cars leaving.
Nobody is staying behind.

Don't leave me alone, doctor.

I won't leave you alone.

The fear, fear has filled your eyes
with an odd desire.

That cry is still on my mind.
I want to scream.

This is not the right time.
It will come.

You have such an unusual look.
It lights up everything.

Doctor, the governor needs you there.

I don't want to stay behind alone.

Why don't you come with us.

I'm nobody. I haven't said anything.
I've nothing to do with this.

I want all the details.

I'm waiting for the crime laboratory
to get all the evidence.

All the officers are combing the area.

I came voluntarily, you know.

I foresaw everything,
the location and the time.

But, it's the second time
a detail has slipped away - the killer.

It's the second time he didn't strike
whom I saw as the victim.

Somebody is ahead of me.

What were you doing here?
You had to be in this park, didn't you?

Why, is that forbidden?
Besides, I was following you.

Can I see how many cigarettes you've
smoked? I know you from the nightclub.

She is beautiful and alive.

The one I followed is alive.

Shut up.

That counts.

How much longer will she remain alive,
if you continue to follow her?

Doctor, you have understood everything.

The mistake, if it can even be called
a mistake, was of 500-600 metres.

But, who were you after? Do you have
an individual in mind, a name?

Maybe him, who,
oddly enough, is there every time.

And as if by chance,
you are always there as well.

Isn't that strange?

The search went nowhere.

Looks like the only ones in that park
were us and that poor woman.

The murder weapon does not exist.

It exists. It's there.

If someone was stabbed to death,
a knife exists.

How did you know she was stabbed...

...if her wounds were covered
when you arrived here?

Another mystery of his personality.

It's the Lyutak residence.
This is Mrs. Lyutak.

I'd like to speak with Professor Lyutak.
It's very urgent.

Herbert is not home.
If you leave your phone number...

Excuse me, what would you
like me to tell him?

It's Miss Heyndrich.
It's very important that he call me.

I was in the park. Tell him that
I saw something very interesting...

...s0mething I already knew about.
I recognised it immediately.

It belongs to Dr. Lyutak.

I preferred not to tell the police.

I first want to talk to him about it.
Then he can relate it to the police.

I think very highly of Professor Herbert.
So I first want to talk to him about it.

I understand.
I will certainly have him call you.

I have this absurd belief,

the car-park attendant will lead us
directly to the murderer.

I wanted to smash his face
to get him to talk.

It's a face that needs to
remain intact, though.

Let's have a drink
at Miss Heyndrich's.

Wouldn't it be better to
get some sleep at this hour?

Willy, you sleep more than you need to.

Didn't you notice Miss Heyndrich picked
up something and kept it from us?

Where was that?

Near the body of that poor woman.

I did not intervene, because I wanted to
see up to what point Miss Heyndrich...

...who cooperates with the police,
would want to hide from us...

...potential evidence,
0r even the murder weapon itself.

That's amazing.

The most amazing thing is not so much
what she's kept hidden from us...

...but why she kept it hidden from us.

Is there a café?
ls it against the rules if we get some coffee?

I'd like to wake up.

A good idea.

What is it?

Who are you?

What do you want?

Go away.

- Everything is open.

No, I am not Heyndrich.

She told me to call her.
I'm Dr. Lyutak.

She said that it was urgent.

But the line has been busy
for quite a while.

We have found everything
unlocked and open.

But there is no trace of Heyndrich.
We'll keep you informed, Dr. Lyutak.

The water is still warm.

She must have taken the bath
and gone out.

Leaving everything open?

My God. I killed her.

She was already dead.

The body was only waiting for someone
to open the window, so it could fall.

If you'd like, sir, the tea is
ready to be served.

I love you, Herbert.

I thought you were sleeping, darling.

These gloves are starting to
become important.

There is also some kind of hair
and specks of blood on them.

Once analysed, they could turn out to be
connected to Miss Heyndrich's murder.

The murderer tried to fake
the perfect suicide.

With all the doors left open, a light draft
of air would have been created.

Blowing against the window,
it would have caused the body to fall...

...which had been positioned
precariously on the windowsill.

Why didn't he just
throw her down himself?

A body falling from the 8th floor
makes noise...

...and can attract attention,
especially during the night.

Besides, the murderer wanted to
escape quietly.

And he had thought it all out carefully.
His only inconvenience was...

...that the light draft of air closed
the bathroom door...

...bef0re it could have had
an effect on the window.

The mystery is what the murderer
was looking for at Miss Heyndrich's.

It must be that thing she picked up.

What I want to figure out most is,
why she was hiding it from us.

It could be that pair of gloves.

That's highly unlikely.

A murderer has no time to take off
his gloves in front of his victim.

It could be that those gloves are
the ones worn by

the murderer of Miss Heyndrioh.

And the car-park attendant?

After he left your office,
he rushed to his home

as if he were in a hurry. Yes,
in a big hurry.

- You found the gloves by following him'?

I found them at least three hours after
he had come home, around 2:30pm

over there, at the intersection.

Miss Heyndrich died between
a phone call with Mrs. Lyutak

and our arrival at her place,
about two hours ago.

About the same time
as you found the gloves.

And Miss Heyndrioh's home is not
far away from here.

Let's have a chat with
the car-park attendant.

Someone played a practical joke
on him with those gloves.

They seem to have been worn by
Miss Heyndrich's murderer.

That's them.

Who knows, perhaps the car-park
attendant can point someone out

who has a grudge against him.

Could it be he can't hear us?

Break the door open.

The bed hasn't even been slept in.

There is another exit to the terrace.

Climb over that little wall.

We'll go down that way,
where we came up from.

I am sure you'll find another exit
over there. We'll meet downstairs.

I lost him.
There is an exit on the other street.

Go back. Wait for him.
Handcuff him and bring him to me.

You trapped...

The hair and blood spots belong to
the girl murdered at the river,

that same girl who Dr. Lyutak gave
a lift to the nightclub.

Do we understand each other?

We can't find the car-park attendant
from the nightclub.

I swear I won't tell anyone.

I won't say a thing.

Excuse me for this odd appointment,

but I wanted to keep you away
from the nosy reporters.

Thank you for your kindness, Inspector.

You were the last person
who talked to Miss Heyndrich,

and I believe it was about
quite delicate matters.

I love you.

But, I am an impotent fool.

Even if I am a scientist,
as a man...

I have a wife
who is still a virgin.

I am Professor John Barton.

I study the psychological rapport
between students and teachers.

Therefore, sometimes confessions
made out of the blue...

...make it possible for me to better
understand the problems of

you young people and shed light on
the soundness of your arguments.

I hope you are willing to
cooperate with me.

I understand. I'm listening.

In my pocket, I have the weapon used
for the murder, actually two murders.

That's because Miss Heyndrich was
murdered with this weapon as well.

I found it where nobody could
guess it would be, except me...

...who has already been
the witness to something.

In the end, what led me to
find the weapon was anger.

I'll drag out the conversation.
Trace the call.

I am listening.
I won't even ask you where you are...

...because I trust you.
I already let you go twice.

It's me, the source,
who has no trust in you.

Actually, what I haven't told you is
the girl in the phone booth was...

...my girlfriend, poor Luisette.

I know.
They all say they had a girlfriend.

But, I saw something.

If I tell you about it now,
you won't believe me.

I still have to look at a couple of facts.

I was talking to the fly.
It's still alive.

You should give me credit
for some more hours.

My nose ended up in a gas leak.

Just have a little patience with me, and
I'll put you in touch with the murderer.

A murdered candidate, she...,

No, behind the school.
Right near the lake.

I'll come and get you tonight
or tomorrow night.

In the meantime, write down all the
things that come to mind as a topic.

And also ask your class-mates about it,
without letting them know...

...I'll use their answers for a survey.
Otherwise, they'll be less honest.

I love this task.
You'll see that I'll do a real good job.

I'll see you tonight, behind the school,
so nobody will see us.

I'd put you in a more
comfortable position.

But, I have to leave you like that.

They have to find you
the way they left you.

I bet you that you can't hear me.

They pumped you up with morphine.
But, we'll surprise them.

Instead of one dead, there'll be the two
of us alive, even if looked up in here.

I already asked seven times.

Look where he was
calling from, Inspector.

Wait.

Marzia, come right away.

There is a man in the house.
I locked him in the cellar.

I've gone out to look for you.

Whoever it is,
I don't want to risk killing him.

It's safer if I empty the gun.

I am sorry for you.

Who are you?

She's alive.

Put your hands up, or I'll shoot.

Don't shoot, doctor.
My hands are up.

And now don't move, and listen to me.
Actually, stay put and listen.

I need to settle a score with you.

I play the doctor and you the skunk,
because you are one.

And since I am no doctor,
but a car-park attendant, take this.

You killed the girl from the nightclub,
didn't you?

I saw you driving by with your oar,
but it isn't true that you stopped.

You lied to the police, which means
you have a guilty conscience.

Don't move.
Otherwise you could get hurt.

Guess when I figured it out.

When you killed the girl
at the phone booth.

That was my girlfriend.
And you knew her. Remember her?

I was at the police station
when Luisette was killed.

It's good that you even
remember her name.

Why didn't you tell that to the police?
You wanted to trap me, didn't you?

But, that policeman let me go.
I followed you step by step...

...and I even counted your hairs,
which are dirty.

You had to kill her...

It's blocked. Where are you?

Inspector, here is one of them.

Dead or alive, take him away.

Luckily you got here.

But, how is it you're here?

He got out of our hands.
Then he called.

He played a joke on the phone.

We got disconnected,
but the phone line was traced.

He kept Laurel prisoner.

This note led me
directly to the cellar.

Congratulations, Miss.
You acted very well.

I just got the confirmation by phone.
The car-park attendant is dead.

It appears he died
from falling on his neck.

As he tried to escape,
he slipped and fell.

Dr. Lyutak, give me a call
when you've calmed down...

...and are ready to have
a conversation...

...and when your maid is
able to do an interview.

Will these have an immediate effect?

I hope so.

I'm going to the police.
Keep an eye on her.

She'll wake up at any moment.

You, Joaquin, keep your aunt company.

Of course. That was my intention.

We found that in the car-park
attendants pocket.

Do you recognise it, Dr. Lyutak?

Of course, I recognise it.

It was always on my writing desk.

Miss Heyndrich gave it to me when
she attended the psychology class...

...which I took for police work.

You remember that, Inspector?

Someone killed Heyndrich,
in order to get the knife back.

If I'm not mistaken, this knife is
the same one used for the murder of...

...the girl in the phone booth
and the whore in the park.

This could explain why the car-park
attendant was at my villa.

He stole this weapon and...

...in order to get rid of it,
he chose the most difficult way.

He tried to put it back in my house
to throw off any suspicion.

And when he noticed, as I noticed...

...that Heyndrich had picked up
the murder weapon he had lost...

...he killed her, in order to get it back.

Heyndrich was killed the same night
I had to let the car-park attendant go.

And we, Dr. Lyutak, stayed together for
a few hours, searching for an answer.

Miss Heyndrioh was killed precisely
during those hours.

There is the answer.
Pity he died.

It would be fun to
have him confess now.

But the car-park attendant was
followed by Richard in the park.

Considering how good an eye he kept
on the car-park attendant at home...

...we can certainly trust him now.

Plus, it gets dark in the park, and
it's easy to lose sight of each other.

There was a lot of that, that night.

But now everything fits perfectly.
Like a Pythagorean chart.

There are only some commas missing.
But, I will put them in place.

I am upset, Joaquin, for myself,
for Herbert, I am afraid of everything...

...also for Laurel.
What have they done to her?

My nerves are shattered.
I am even afraid of

what Laurel might say
when she wakes up.

All she'll say is:
"I'm happy to be alive."

I'm afraid of Herbert.

It's incredible how you can understand
all of our problems.

You are like one of us.

Sorry, I have a terrible headache.
I need some air.

I understand.
I shouldn't talk so much.

This silence is incredible.
Not even the crickets are chirping.

Mother would really like it here.

She always says
she's haunted by noises.

Leave. Florence, go away.

Hangman.

Among our friends, we say
that once it's tight...

...it's all right to let out three drops
of blood to halt the effect of the drug.

That's strange.

Even with the drug Herbert gave her,
she still hasn't woken up.

Her breathing and her neck are normal,
but she isn't waking up.

Wake up.

Just a wrong number.
It happens everywhere.

Perhaps he doesn't like my voice.
You answer it.

Who turned off the light?

The light. Who turned it off? Joaquin?

Who are you? What are you saying?

Help me.

What have they done to us?

Who is screaming?

I don't know.

Can you hear her?
It's driving me mad.

A tape recorder.
It's a tape recorder.

It seems like you're not
happy to see me.

No, Herbert. What are you saying?
I'm sorry. It's been an insane day.

Did Laurel wake up?

Perhaps she did.

In that case, she'll tell us
about this day.

I'm afraid.
I'll wake her up.

Laurel is less important.

Good. Let's start with the one
that's less important.

I'm afraid.

Here comes Herbert.

Marzia, Laurel isn't here.
Where did she go?

Where is Laurel? Where is she?

Close all the doors.
Lock the windows.

Don't let anyone in.

It's the end.

We can't leave her alone.

Make sure whoever leaves is followed,
and no one else enters the premises.

Alright. I'm going.

I'm sorry for you.

But facts are more important
than our feelings.

Don't answer it.

I'll answer it.

No. I'll get it. Not you.

I don't care if you are
with the police.

Wherever you are,
I don't want to talk to you.

She was taken by the police.

The police took her away from here.
She's with the police.

Good, it's better that way.

It'll be another charge against
the dead car-park attendant.

It's better that way.

Stop.

Let me go.

Why?

Because it was she
who locked Laurel in the cellar.

It was she who put her to sleep
with morphine...

...and tried to kill her with the gas.

Herbert did not have to know that.
He shouldn't have known that.

You're insane.
The police know it, everybody knows it.

Not Herbert, Herbert shouldn't
have known anything, I love him.

I did everything for him.
He didn't need to know.

I wanted to die before he'd find out.

Open the door.

Yes, Inspector. two minutes, and
I'll be down to let you in.

I knew I could count on
your co-operation.

It's the police,
my friend, Edwards...

together with the others.

If Laurel told them everything she knew,
the only one who's left is you.

Herbert will be free.
You won't see him anymore.

I always loved you, but
you never wanted to betray Herbert.

Instead, Uncle Herbert betrays you.

He'll hand you over to the police,
in order to stay free.

I would have died with you,
rather than have you taken away.

Just the thought of having someone
take you away from me...

...I'd rather die with you.

Instead, Herbert will hand you
over to the police.

He'll hand you over to free himself
from any suspicion.

He'll laugh at your love,
because he is a mad sadist.

He's a mad criminal.

Herbert is already handing you
over to the police.

And you don't have the strength
to throw your contempt in his face.

You killed for him
and made me your accomplice.

I killed for you.

I killed Luisette in the park at the lake...

...to keep any suspicion
away from you...

...to avoid your having to
hand yourself over to the police...

...because I knew that
you wanted to do that.

I would have died, if I'd lost you.

I did not want to lose you.

And Laurel knows everything.
Does she know what you've done?

Yes, she suspected it.
Then she understood.

Then she saw my clothes
soaked in blood.

The knife Heyndrich took with her.

You wanted to
throw away your life.

I cannot support your crimes
nor accept them as a gift.

I am Dr. Herbert Lyutak.
I have always fought crime.

You cannot insult her love that way.

Coward.

Move, try to open this.
I'll look for another entrance.

Not him.

Save yourself.

No. Not that way.

I won't leave you.

He won't get you.

They won't take you away.

No one will be able to
touch you anymore.

The police won't get you.

They won't be able to put you in prison.

Follow the sound, Inspector.

You can't get through there.
Come with me.

He is the mad one,
he's a sadist. It's him.

That way.