All language subtitles for Maigret s01e04 Maigret and the mad woman

Chief Inspector!

Hello!

The soup's boiled over and the
casserole's burnt to a frazzle.

Sorry. I couldn't get away.

Ah!

Fascinating!

But I'm not quite sure why you
brought it, madame.

So I'd be sure to recognise him.

Of course. Yes.

It's just that we do get a few
odd...

..you know.

I mean, I can tell you're not,

but he is a very busy man.
Yes, I know.<

So, what can I do for you?

Nothing.

I've told you, I need to speak to
Chief Inspector Maigret.

I'm really not sure when he'll be
back.

And even when he is-
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There's no doubt about that.

Just you tell him it's a matter of
life and death.

Can you remember that?

Life and death.

Mmm. That was delicious.

A little shopping?

What? Now?
I've seen a 00:02:39,280
I'd like your opinion.

Fireplace? It's the middle of summer.

I thought you said you weren't busy.
Isn't that what you said?

I thought that's why you came back
for lunch.

No, no. I said I wasn't VERY busy.
Anyway, I've got to see Lucas.

Just half an hour.

It'll be good for you.

I'm afraid he's out on an extremely
important case, madame.

Can I help?
I doubt it.

I'm extremely old, you know.

What exactly is wrong?

I'd rather talk to Chief Inspector
Maigret.

Well, if you tell me, Madame,

I'll make sure he knows the whole
story -

every detail.

I'm in mortal danger, you know.

For the past fortnight,

things in my apartment have started
moving while I've been out.

When I get back, they're in
different places.

I'm not mad, you know.

You think I am, but I'm not.

Exactly what sort of things have
started moving, madame?

It's happened five times, at least.

I come back, a vase has been turned
round,

a picture isn't straight.

He won't think I'm mad!

Has, uh...

..anything been stolen?
No.

Does anyone else have a key to your
apartment?

Of course not! I have the only key
there is.

So what you're saying is you feel
you're in danger

because you've come home a couple of
times

and some of your things aren't
exactly where you left them?

I have lived there for 42 years!

I am extremely tidy!

I know exactly where everything is!

Has it struck you...

Please don't be offended, madame.

But isn't possible that, as you say,
at your advanced years,

the memory might not be quite so
sharp as it once was.

I mean, even at my age,
occasionally...

And that's not the only thing!

I am being followed.

Who by?

I don't know who by.

I've never seen them.

That's what's so frightening.

Chief Inspector Maigret,

my name is Madame Antoine.

I've followed your career for years.

It's a great honour to meet you.

I'm so looking forward to seeing
where you work.

It's a great treat.

And my second husband worked in a
department store -

the Galeries Brittannique,

in the Boulevard Haussmann.

He was in charge of the ironmongery
department.

A very good position.

Madame- He was marvellous with his
hands, you know.

He had a little workroom in our
apartment.

Now, when he-
He And if he'd been alive today,

he would have been 92.

Oh.

You didn't have any children by
either marriage?

Sadly, no.

No surviving relatives?

Well, my second husband had a son by
his first marriage.

He was a widower, you see.

He lives in Venezuela.

Apart from that, I have a niece.

Angele -

she's a masseuse.

Do you see her often?
Not really.

No.

And I don't have many friends,
either, before you ask.

Most of them are dead, you see.

But I don't mind.

I go out for a walk every afternoon,

about four o'clock this time of the
year,

so I build up an appetite.

Usually to the park.

You meet all sorts of nice people
there.

I've even got my own bench, you
know.

Tell me, madame, do you have any
pets?

I beg your pardon?

I was just looking for an explanation
of the wandering ornaments.

I thought, perhaps, pets.

Oh, no. I don't need pets!

(PHONE RINGS)

Maigret.

Lucas thought you might need
rescuing, Chief.

'Yes, that's right.' What about your
meeting this afternoon? 00:07:31,320
The Grandier case.
Oh, yes. Yes.

Thank you for reminding me. Thank
you.

I don't need pets!

I live opposite a pet shop!

Oh, the sound of the birds singing
is so beautiful, some days.

You must come and listen to them.

I'm afraid I'm rather busy.

Would you come today? Please!

I've an appointment in a few minutes.

I'll get one of my men to take you
back.

See if he can find anything.

I'll try to drop in tomorrow.
Oh, thank

You're so kind. No-one else will
believe me.

They all think I'm a stupid old
woman

that ought to be put away.

Have some breakfast. You'll get
indigestion.

You can't get indigestion if you
haven't had anything to eat.

Then you'll get heartburn.
Bye-bye.

(PHONE RINGS)

Maigret.

When?

I'll be right there.

The doctor says she was suffocated
some time yesterday evening.

When you took her back yesterday,
what time did you leave?

About 4:30.

We had a cup of coffee and a chat.

She seemed fine.

Did she say anything?

She said you'd promised to come and
see her today

and she said she was looking forward
to seeing you.

What about the old woman who found
her?

Old Mother Rochain, they call her.

Nosiest woman in the building.

She noticed Madame Antoine's door
was open

when she went out for bread, first
thing.

Where is she now?
She lives two floors up.

Janvier's with her.

How many floors are there?
Five.

Two apartments a floor.

Find out everything you can.

See if anyone heard or saw anything
yesterday evening,

or a couple of weeks before.

Right, Chief.

(BARKING AND CHIRPING)

Angele Louette -

72 Rue Le Van.

Telephone anywhere?
I haven't seen one.

She's her niece.

I think she works at home.

She's a masseuse.

A masseuse.

No, Lucas, you come over here.

Send someone younger and healthier.

I need you over here.

Are they going to bury her, now?

Uh, no, no.

They're going to do some tests on
her.

Eww!
Where do you 00:11:58,600
Across the landing.

Did you know Madame Antoine?

Of course I did. She was nice.

Really smart, too.

When did you see her last?

Erm...

Yesterday evening. She was going
out.

Do you remember what time?

It was nearly six o'clock.

I know because I was talking to the
parrot

outside Monsieur Caille's shop.

He always takes it in at six
o'clock.

Am I being helpful?

Extremely.

I suppose you don't know where she
was going?

Oh, yes. She told me.

She said she'd missed her walk in
the park that afternoon,

so she was going for a stroll.

Then she said I should go in,

because it was late for little
girls.

So I did, just to please her.

She went out regularly, every
afternoon.

To the park, usually.

Same time every day.

That's when whoever it was must have
got in.

Except for yesterday,

when according to Janvier's new
little friend,

she went out later than usual.

Because Lapointe was having coffee
with her.

Exactly.

Presumably she came back from her
walk

and caught the murderer in her
apartment.

Has he seen anyone hanging around?

No. Well, he says not.

Bet that bird could tell us.

Perhaps.

Unless it was someone inside the
block.

Do you really believe her story,
Chief?

I'd have sworn she was just
imagining things.

She must have known him,

otherwise why would he kill her?

After all, if she hadn't recognised
him,

he could have run off.

We have to find out what it is he was
looking for.

Didn't she tell you what it was?
She didn't What if he's already found it?

Then we don't stand a chance in hell
of catching him.

235,000 Francs

over 25 years.

Not a single withdrawal.

Not a very exciting life, is it?

What do you think this is?

You found that in the kitchen?
Yeah.

What do you think it's for?
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What do you think this is, Chief?

Looks like oil.

Smells like gun oil.

There's been a gun in that drawer.

I wonder where it is now.

Hello?

Where are you?

Are you in?
Who are you?

I was going to ask you the same
question.

I've come to see my aunt.

Where is she?

That's just awful.

She was my great aunt.

My mother's aunt.

But you can't call someone "Great
Aunt", can you?

Your mother was Angele Louette?

Was she the next of kin?

Uh, yes.

But don't expect her to rush over.

They weren't exactly...

..bosom pals.

You know, come to think of it,
she'll probably be over any minute -

desperate to get her hands on her
money.

Well, she always hated me coming
here.

She was convinced I was trying to
muscle in on the will.

She regards is as her own personal
pension fund.

And you're not interested in money?

I've never had any.

I'm not particularly bothered, so
long as I can get by.

You don't work, at all?

I play guitar in the cafes in the
Latin Quarter.

The rest of the time, I write
songs...

...which the world shows no signs of
being desperate to buy.

Why did you come to see your great
aunt today?

Because I liked her.

I often popped in.

She made me laugh.

Tell me, Emile,

what were you doing yesterday
evening,

between six and eight o'clock?

I wasn't murdering my aunt, if
that's what you mean.

And if I was, I'd hardly have come
back this morning, would I?

If you want to pin it on someone in
the family,

there's a much more convincing
culprit than me.

Or isn't it considered good taste

to point the finger at your own
flesh and blood?

Inspector Maigret.

CHIEF Inspector Maigret.

Well, well, well.

Still living a life of sin and
debauchery, are you, Marcel?

It'll catch up with you, one day.

Don't know what you're talking
about.

I can't help it if I'm out of work.

I'm looking for Angele Louette.

Now don't tell me -

she's the latest love of your life.
Hmm?

How old is she? 50? 55?

That's about your normal style, isn't
it?

Yeah, well...

..what's it got to She popped back for lunch.

Popped back for what?

Then she rushed off to see a client.

She was a bit late and I fell
asleep.

Is that allowed?

I supposed you've come about her
aunt.

She was very upset when she heard.

Who would have done something like
that?

Everybody's upset! It's easy to be
upset!

Where were you yesterday evening,
Marcel? Me?

And don't tell me you don't remember,
or I might forget my better nature.

No, I remember exactly.

I had an aperitif in Boulevard St
Germain about 6:00...

..then I came back and met Angele
and a bit later we went for a meal.

Ask her, if you want.

I can tell you the name of the
restaurant.

How long ago was it?

Three? Four years?

He used to work in a bar on the Rue
Fontaine.

He was know as the Petit Marcel back
then.

Didn't he used to be part of that
Corsican gang?

We never managed to prove it.
(PHONE RINGS)

Do you think he killed her?
I don't kn

I can't make sense of it.

There's nothing from the neighbours.
Not a shred of evidence anywhere.

Ah! Just the man!

I'd like you to go to the Galeries
Brittannique tomorrow morning.

Find out everything you can about
Madame Antoine's second husband.

He used to run the ironmongery
department.

Well, what about the first husband?

Lapointe's dealing with it.

Not that he'll find anything - he
died 40 years ago.

Chief, that was Forensics.

They've analyzed the oil stain you
found - you were right.

It was from a revolver or a pistol.

Well, whatever it is, it's not in
the apartment.

Not any more.

Anyway, she wasn't shot, she was
suffocated.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

You must be Chief Inspector Maigret.

I recognise you from my aunt's
scrapbook.

I'm Angele Louette.

I'm sorry I couldn't get to you
before.

I've been...

..extremely busy all day.

Is something the matter?

It's Marcel.

I... went to my apartment before I
came here.

We had a row. A violent row - the
only sort he ever has.

Could you tell us what it was about?

What we always row about -

why he's such a lay-about,

why he won't earn a living.

I told him to go. Ha!

I'm always telling him to go, only
this time I meant it.

I had to give him 30,000 Francs -

"pay-off money," he called it.

And then he couldn't go fast enough.

Do you know where he's gone?

Back home, I suppose.

He has a rented room in the Hotel de
Nantes.

Good idea! Rush off and arrest him.

I'd like that!

Tell me,

did you visit your aunt often?

About once a month.

The last time I saw her was three
weeks ago.

I should have gone and seen her more
often, but, uh, we didn't get on.

There's no point in denying it.

She was a suspicious old woman.

She...

..thought the only reason I came to
see her

was to make sure I got her money.

Not that there's much, as far as I
can see.

I talked to your son, this morning.

(LAUGHS) Oh, well, then.

I'm wasting my breath.

He'll have convinced you

that I'm an evil, money-grabbing
monster.

He's very good at that.

Did he also tell you

that he borrowed money from my aunt
when he went there?

That she kept money in a drawer
especially for him.

Old women always like him.

It's that weak, helpless look.

It means he could get away with
murder.

Well... you know what I mean.

You don't seem very fond of your son,
Madame.

Mademoiselle.

I love him, but I don't like him.

Isn't that the expression?

I resent the fact that I've had to
work hard all my life,

while he manages to drift through
his days

having a good time doing virtually
nothing.

So you have a son, but you're not
married?

Emile's father walked out the day he
was born.

Thank God!

I don't need men to support me.

I wish I didn't need them for other
things,

but unfortunately, I do.

Luckily, there are a lot of them
about.

Does that shock you?

I was thinking.

Your aunt had a gun.

Did you know that?

But that's absurd.

She was terrified of guns.

She hated that sort of thing.

She kept it in her bedroom.

So what was she scared of?

Or should I say, who?

Pleased to see me?

Overjoyed (!)

I could tell you to unpack all this.

I could tell you what to do with
yourself.

You can't charge me, I haven't done
anything.

So what you running away from?
Not from yo

Don't flatter yourself.

From Angele.

The Sergeant Major, if you want to
know.

She's gone out of her mind.

I'm sick of being insulted and
pushed about,

just because I was still in bed when
she got back.

Where are you goi

Marseilles. I've got friends there.

I want the address.

Well, you can't have it.

They don't know I'm coming, yet.

Jacques will know where I am.

At the Bar de l'Amiral, Quai de
Fiecre.

That good enough for you?

Tell me something, Marcel.

Why did she give you all that money?

Why do you think?

So I'll be sure to come back for
more.

She can't live without me. She goes
to pieces.

But that's her problem. I've had
enough. Bye-bye.

I don't like the colours.

They're the same colours as when you
agreed to buy it.

I don't like them.

There's no point in blaming the rug.

What you mean is, that if you hadn't
gone to get the rug with me,

you wouldn't have been in a hurry
afterwards

and you might have gone back with
the old woman

and you she might be alive, now.

I'm amazed you even managed to get
back for dinner.

I thought you'd have been rushing
about, making up for lost time.

Oh...

I didn't mean it like that.

Sorry.

Never seen him, I'm afraid.

Have you? Come on. Have you?

He's a great talker, you know.

Swears in three languages.

Any news of Marcel?
Yeah, I've just had a call.

He's arrived at Marseilles.

They're keeping a tail on him.
Well, that's All we need now is for someone to
find something.

Ah, Chief!

I've been to that department store

where Madame Antoine's second
husband worked.

Apparently he was a bit... you know?

Must have been what attracted them
to each other.

He used to go around saying he was
an inventor.

Well, he was in his spare time.

He even sold a couple of things to a
hardware manufacturer.

One of them was a new design for a
bicycle pump,

another was a potato peeler.

Was that what you found in the
kitchen?

Must have been.
Excuse me.

Are you saying someone killed the
old lady

for the sake of a potato peeler?

Who knows. Murders have been
committed for considerably less.

No, I haven't.

Do you know, young man, I've lived
here 35 years

and this is the first time

that anything of any interest has
ever happened.

Angele's just turned up, Chief.

They've brought the coffin back

and she's in there with it, with the
body.

With the body? Can I see it?

No, you certainly can't.
Why not?

It's a terrible thing to happen.
Such a nice old thing.

Do you know this man?

I'm not sure.

I mean, I don't want to get anyone
into trouble,

but, well... about a week ago I was
bringing Suzanne back- I remember!

He came running out of the front
door here,

just as we were coming in.

He nearly knocked us over!

What are you doing here?

I've come to pay my last respects.

Nonsense!

You want something from me.

What is it?

Did you know that Marcel was here one
day last week?

How do you know?

Did he tell you?

That would have been difficult - he's
in Marseilles.

Did you know that's where he was?

No.

Are you sure the last time you came
here was three weeks ago?

Yes. Quite sure.

# J'ecoute en vain

# Helas, plus rien

# Plus rien ne vient... #

What a lovely evening.

You seem better.

# ..Le jour et la nuit

# J'attendrai toujours

# Ton retour

# J'attendrai

# Car l'oiseau qui s'enfuit

# Vient chercher l'oubli

# Le temps passe et court

# En battant tristement

# Dans mon coeur si lourd

# Et pourtant, j'attendrai

# Ton retour #

(APPLAUSE)

He can have an encore for that.

I'd prefer it if you answered a
question.

Oh...dear.

I should have known.
Won't take long.<

Did you know your aunt had a gun?

Yes, I did.

How? Did she talk to you about it?

No.

I was having coffee with her, one
day.

She had a cold, you see.

She didn't have a handkerchief, so I
went to look for one.

Well, I opened the drawer and there
it was.

It's true!
What a ..to have a caring, devoted young man
to rely on.

What did she say when you told her
what you'd found?

I didn't tell her?
Because you didn't want her to know
you'd taken it?

I didn't take it. What are you
talking about?

What did you want it for, Emile?
I said I

And who did you talk to about it,
afterwards? No-one.

Not even your mother?
Especially not my <

Why are you doing this to me?

We're going through your son's place
too, Mademoiselle,

at this very moment.
What are you

Tell me that.
Chief!

Take your feet off my chair!

Some oil up here mixed in with the
dirt.

Fresh gun oil.

Can you explain that, Mademoiselle?

There's never been a gun in here.
It's ridiculous!

I must ask you to be at my office at
four o'clock this afternoon.

That's an official summons.

It must be Marcels.

He must have taken it with him to
Marseilles!

Four o'clock, Mademoiselle.
But I can't

How can I? I'm a professional woman!
I've got clients to see!

Why do you all hate me?

Why do you all hate me so much?

It's delicious, Chief.
Good.

Why don't you have some?

The little girl.

She and her mother thought they might
have seen Marcel

about a week before the old woman
died,

but they didn't mention Angele.

Well, don't you think she stole the
gun, then?

You just trying to scare her?

She's more like a man than a woman.

There's something about her, don't
you think?

She needs men.

She uses them,

then throws them away.

Has he?

Yeah, got that. Thanks for your
help.

Chief, Marcel's just been to see
Pepito Giovanni.

Giovanni? The gangster?

Retired gangster.
(PHONE RINGS)

Lapointe.

Right. Thanks.

She's on her way up.

Good man.

I didn't kill my aunt.

You can put that down, for a start.

You didn't kill her,

but you admit you didn't like her?

Oh!

I'm glad she's dead. Absolutely.

She was mean and devious.

She made fools like you take her for
a sweet, dear old lady,

when she really was hard as nails.

Why did you hate her so much?

Because she wouldn't give you the
money you wanted?

Ha! Funny enough, I've been
thinking -

I might do quite well out of her,
after all.

Two widow's pensions,

she never spent a thing -

might be quite a nice little nest
egg

and only Emile and me to benefit
from it.

Of course, if we prove that you'd
murdered her,

you wouldn't benefit, at all.

Tell me about the gun we found on top
of your wardrobe.

It was your aunt's gun, I assume.

Well, it couldn't have been used to
kill her, could it?

She was suffocated.

Who put it there?

You, or your lover?

Lover? Ha! There's no love in our
relationship.

There never was!

I think you were right, Mademoiselle.

I think Marcel did take your aunt's
gun with him to Marseilles.

When did I say that?

When we found the oil stain in your
apartment.

I don't remember.

Nevertheless...

Why would he do a think like that?
Why would he take a gun with him?

Who knows.

To kill someone, perhaps.

Or to sell it.

Surely they must have perfectly good
guns of their own

to sell in Marseilles.

Marcel has been to see a man called
Pepito Giovanni -

a bald, fat gangster, but a gangster
all the same.

Doesn't it worry you at all,

that your lover might be in danger
from him?

Worried? (LAUGHS) Why should I?

You mean you don't want me to come.

I'd love you to come, but-
But it's wor

And you're very sorry, but I might
get in the way.

That sort of thing, yes.

Anyway, you know how you hate
sleeping on trains.

Good morning, Chief Inspector. Where
to, first?

A place that does a good breakfast,
then off to see Marcel.

Well, I'm flattered you've come all
this way to see me, Chief Inspector.

I just hope I can be of help.
I'm sure 00:37:18,600
First tell me how you got into Madame
Antoine's apartment.

I've never been in her apartment.
I've never been in the building.

Two people say you have.

Who?
A mother and They saw you running out.

Oh, yeah? Swear to it, will they?

You're wasting my time, Marcel.

You mean they won't swear to it?

How did you get in? Pick the lock,
did you?

So how old is this little girl?

Two, is she? Three?

She's considerably older - nine or
ten.

(SNIGGERS)

Oh, a very reliable witness then (!)

An open and shut case.

Well, I'm terrified, Chief
Inspector. I really am (!)

When did Angele first tell you about
the revolver?

What revolver?

The revolver you sold to Pepito
Giovanni.

That is why you went to see him,
isn't it?

He's a friend of mine.

I went to see him, cos he's a
friend.

I don't know what you're talking
about.

Well, that's lucky.

If he wasn't a friend, he wouldn't be
too pleased to know

that you'd got the gun by murdering
an old woman.

You're not getting me to admit to a
murder I didn't commit.

Mm.

Well, if you didn't, you were
certainly an accessory.

I'm doing this for your own
protection, Marcel.

You'd be safer in a prison cell in
Paris.

I mean it.

Giovanni's not going to be too
pleased to know

that you've landed him with a vital
clue in a murder case, is he?

You're mad. Why should I give him a
gun?!

I don't know.

Perhaps because it was a very special
sort of gun.

Something Madame Antoine's husband
invented.

Is that it?

I can't imagine where you got hold
of the idea

that I've ever been involved in
anything like that.

It's so preposterous.

It's almost amusing.

Why did Marcel Savoiaire come to see
you, yesterday afternoon?

It's hardly up to me

who chooses to come to my front
door, Chief Inspector.

But what I can say is,

that if I ever were to be approached
by such a person,

I would almost certainly make
contact

with you or one of your colleagues
immediately.

For my own protection, if nothing
else.

You own a number of hotels and
casinos.

Am I right?

Yes. Yes, I do.

But I'm retired now, of course.

I take no active part any more.

Why?

Well, I was just thinking,

if it were to come out that you'd
been involved with Marcel in any way,

we might be forced to take an
extremely hard view

of all your business interests.

Harder than you'd ever imagine,
Monsieur Giovanni.

Mademoiselle.

Can't you leave me alone? Even here?

Has Marcel tried to telephone you?

Of course not. Why should he?

He knows he's not getting any more
money out of me.

I have some news for you.

The deal is off.
What deal?

The deal he was trying to do with
Giovanni.

He doesn't like dealing in tainted
goods.

I'm afraid your aunt died for
nothing, Mademoiselle.

Mademoiselle.

I want you to be at my office at nine
o'clock tomorrow morning.

Bring a suitcase

with what personal effects you might
need.

So, you're arresting me, at last?

Possibly.

God, I thought I hated you before,
but-

Oh, and don't try to leave Paris.

I'm putting a 24 hour watch on you
and your apartment.

Madame Antoine came here every day.

She probably had a special seat.

So tomorrow you're going to make her
poor niece confess?

Poor niece?

How old did you say she was? 50? 55?

And didn't you say she was plain and
without charm?

Doesn't affect the fact that she
probably murdered her aunt.

Sorry to bother you at home, Chief.

Been trying to get you all evening
on the telephone,

I don't know how many times.
We went f

What is it?
Bad news, I'm 00:42:31,840
Looks like your meeting with
Giovanni worked rather too well.

Evening, Madame.

Marcel was fished out the river,
this afternoon.

He'd been knifed.

Two deaths.

No chance of pinning it on Giovanni,
I suppose?

Well, he was obviously making an
example of Marcel,

but I don't think he left a visiting
card on him.

I suppose not.

Well, it least it's saved us the
cost of a trial.

I'll get you a drink.

I believe you lied to me,
Mademoiselle, right from the start.

I don't think you rowed with Marcel.

I don't think you threw him out of
your apartment.

I think you knew exactly where he was
going and why.

It was an act put on for my benefit.

You also helped him get the revolver.

You don't think I'm going to admit
to any of this, do you?

I'm not stupid.

You don't expect me to, surely?

Will you tell me which one of you
killed your aunt?

I have something to say to you,
Mademoiselle,

that come as a shock.

Marcel is dead.

He was found yesterday.

He'd been knifed in the back.

It's not true.

I'm afraid it is.

It's a trap.
No.

I'm sorry.

You know that I loved him, don't
you?

Yes.

The row we had...

You were right.

It was to put you off the track.

I told him about the revolver by
chance.

I was astonished.

He was so excited.

What was so special about the
revolver?

I remember watching my uncle working
on it.

12, 13 years ago.

He'd almost got it right.

It had a silencer built in.

Part of the gun.

Marcel was right.

We could have made a fortune.

So he wanted you to get hold of the
gun?

How did you get in?

Did he pick the lock?

It was one night when she'd gone to
bed.

He made wax impressions of all her
keys.

And then he made me go in and look.

He said it was safer.

When she was out for her afternoon
walk?

Yes. Went four times.

I- I couldn't find the thing.

It was stupid. I didn't look
properly.

I was terrified that she'd come
back.

How many times did Marcel go?

Twice.

Once when the little girl saw him?

And... well...

The night she died.

Why didn't he go in the afternoon?

Isn't that a little odd?

Well, he did. He...

He was walking down the street

and he saw her come out of a car
with a policeman and go inside.

He waited until the policeman left

and then a little later,

my aunt came out.

Only she didn't stay out for as long
as usual.

It was getting late, I suppose.

And then he suffocated her.

He came back and told you.

I wasn't there.

I had an appointment with a client -

Madame de la Roche,

61 Boulevard St Germain.

She kept me gossiping, afterwards.
She always does.

I didn't get back until after 8:00.

Why didn't you tell me you had an
alibi?

If I had, you'd have known

that Marcel was guilty.

I'd have done anything.

Anything not to lose him.

(SOBS)

I see. Well, thank you.

Thank you, very much.

Chief, I just talked to Madame de la
Roche.

Seemed genuine enough.

She confirms Angele Louette was with
her until eight o'clock

when her husband came in. So he saw
her, too.

Thank you.

How old are you, Angele?

56.

But don't tell my clients - they
might think I'm past it.

I won't.

You're free, Angele. You may go.

But...

I see.

Good luck.

Thank you.

I suppose.

She shielded Marcel.

She hid a stolen firearm in her
apartment,

but she didn't murder her aunt.

And if a fat, balding gangster in a
big house in Marseilles

can get away with murder...

Exactly.

Two people dead.

They'd still be alive if I'd done
things differently.

Oh, not just you!

If I'd gone to see Madame Antoine
when she wanted me to.

If I hadn't said what I did to
Giovanni.

Both deaths are my responsibility.

There's no avoiding that...

..unfortunately.

I'm beginning to quite like the rug.

You're beginning to forgive it.

You can't do everything.

You can't be everywhere.

Not even you.

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