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THREE CASES OF MURDER

This is how I would like to kill: quickly, meticulously

and precision.

But the murder stories are very different.

Readers look for original stories.

I will tell you three peculiar stories.

In one surprise the identity of the murderer.

But we will start with a story out of the ordinary

on a painting in a museum.

It's the one on this postcard.

Let's make chocolates or atomic bombs

we are never satisfied with the result.

We seek perfection like a painter,

that he's always tweaking here and there.

Seek perfection without caring about anything

Nor nobody.

We go crazy when we create something.

This story is about a painter who madly yearns for perfection.

The story will seem fantastic to you, because it is about a fantastic man.

We left the west wing and the collection of costumes and jewelry.

This is the last room of our visit.

Joshua Mallaby donated the works in this room.

It is a wide collection.

This painting is the work of a disciple of Canaletto.

Two of a series of three watercolors by Turner.

Here is a statue of a couple made by the French Rancoulet.

- Please follow me. - It's extraordinary.

This is an ecclesiastical candelabrum from the XV century.

This is Venetian glass from the 17th century and here...

Excuse. Here used to be the statue of Joshua Mallaby.

Where is?

They come from various countries.

They were painted between the 18th and 19th centuries and some are anonymous.

We don't have enough time to see all the works.

I would like us to end

with a masterpiece.

I mean this painting.

It is a landscape of an unknown artist.

It's a painting that... Go around and turn right.

The most mysterious work.

The painter achieved an enigmatic picture, almost macabre, I would say.

Very interesting. There is a Constable influence.

It transmits an empty and tremendously overwhelming cold.

It is a masterpiece.

It is full of surprises.

The other day I discovered a branch...

There was a branch right here.

- Follow the others to the exit. - Thanks.

Good afternoon sir.

Good afternoon and thank you very much.

Mr. Rooke.

It has happened again.

Yes. Come quickly, please.

- The landscape glass? - Yes sir.

This is absurd.

The same, again.

It has not suffered damage.

How did it happen?

In broad daylight.

Just today the council is meeting.

- Did you hear any noise? - No sir. I just found out.

I do not get it.

The same again.

I do not get it. In our noses.

Go find a glazier.

- We have to replace the glass. - Yes sir.

Wait, I've changed my mind.

I think I better go, Jarvis.

- Stay here. - Yes, Mr. Rooke.

It has fire?

- Smoking is not allowed. - It's true, Mr. Jarvis.

Excuse me.

If you come to the meeting, it will start in...

five minutes.

A very peculiar watch.

My father gave it to me.

His father gave it to her.

Tell the time by pressing here.

Do not tell me.

Wow, how curious.

There aren't many like that.

Guard...

any relation to the museum?

Yes.

Wow.

I have not recognized it.

It will be from the council.

You believe?

Have you been here long? Were you there when Mr. Rooke came?

That little man.

Yes, it was here.

She would see the thief.

Did he see it?

Sit down, Mr. Jarvis.

He admires that painting very much.

- It's the best I've seen. - He's been here a long time.

- Eleven years. - Eleven and a half.

It is his favorite from the collection.

Since the first day.

A masterpiece.

Thanks.

Do you find it beautiful?

Not.

Not beautiful,

Intriguing.

That house that stands alone

I would like to know more

if someone lives there.

Do you think it could be empty?

Yes.

Sure.

A light in the window.

That was.

We will know that someone lives.

Don't you think, Mr. Jarvis?

You are very observant. And look there.

Imagine the effect of a light on the window.

It would establish a focal point for all the diagonals.

You have to light a fire.

It has fire?

Mr. Jarvis?

Yeah right.

Know what?

He is right.

That's it, no doubt.

What a shame that the painter died.

He would have convinced him.

We don't need the painter.

Not?

- Are you suggesting that... - Do it.

- With a brush? - No, no brushes.

I do not understand you.

Get closer to the box.

Has he ever looked at you closely?

I don't mean if you have looked at the brush strokes and the texture,

but if she has come to the heart.

It's possible, Mr. Jarvis.

His eyes have already traveled this way.

Let's go through it together.

It just takes imagination.

And you have imagination.

See how the path invites you to cross the frame.

Note the cold, damp walls.

I passed the sharp branches of the tree.

Break through the mysterious fog as you pass.

Look at what beautiful flowers.

They are not mysterious at all.

This is what I really want you to see.

Come closer, please.

Take a good look at that door.

You know if I hit her with my cane, it would sound...

But...

We enter?

Don't be shy.

I live here.

You have returned very soon. You have brought me...

A guest.

- Mr. Jarvis. - Long ago

that nobody visits us. We live very far away and nobody finds us.

I don't blame them, even I hate the countryside.

There is no use complaining, my dear.

- Did you bring something nice? - Not.

What a pity.

- I like pretty things. - Follow me please.

- I'll show you the house. - Did you bring fruit?

The poor woman thinks I can find fruit in a museum.

No, I have not brought. Sit down.

I need fruit for the punch. And have you brought any candles?

No, but we do have matches.

Right, Mr. Jarvis?

- What good are they without candles? - But there is one.

We don't have modern advancements here.

No electric light or anything.

- We do not have anything. - Not even a flint.

Luckily the winery is magnificent.

We could use it very well.

I hate the dark.

There is someone who has a flint,

but he does not leave it to anyone.

As you say?

Listen!

- Isn't that the missing Turner... - Of course.

I have the right to decorate.

This is a bust of Rancoulet.

The other couple.

This is an ecclesiastical chandelier.

And here we see a sample of the extraordinary Venetian glass.

And this...

Joshua Mallaby!

Joshua Mallaby.

He had a hard time bringing it.

You see, we have to satisfy our needs.

A cigarette?

I'm so sorry.

I take them from the museum ashtrays.

- You won't have a whole one, will you? - Yeah right.

Thanks.

Have...

fire?

Do you live here?

It's time for you to get rid of that flabbergasted face.

It is not a nightmare.

She thought maybe...

He is awake and sane.

The sooner you accept it, the better we can get along.

We are very lovely people.

Does this happen...

in many pictures? - In all.

People hide in all landscapes.

And there are worms in all still lifes.

I do not get it.

The fact that?

Look at it like this: there are many kinds of condemnation.

Here we have more than classes of...

preserves.

Condemnation?

This is...

Hell?

Of course this is not hell.

So you are...

Demons?

You have a lot of imagination.

If so, would we have to ask for matches?

Demons don't need them.

They have the eternal fire.

We live in cold limbo.

Our damnation is freezing cold.

Cold rooms, cold landscapes.

Our condemnation.

Very simple and horrible at the same time. It is always cold.

Cold?

- That's right, Mr. Jarvis. - There is no colder painting than this.

He thought that the picture of the gypsies could not be worse with the wind.

It's not fair that they move me again.

Move?

They do not transfer me. This is my painting.

The last.

I couldn't finish it.

Did you paint it?

This...

Dead?

Yes.

It's very interesting, but it's getting late

and my wife... - What time is it?

You have plenty of time. Come on, I'll show you something.

It is the Dutch collection.

His disappearance caused a stir.

- I think... - Follow me.

I don't remember where I found this one.

I happen when new shipments arrive, so nobody misses anything.

It is the advantage of living in a museum.

I can take everything.

- Everything but matches. - Matches and candles.

Sometimes I take something off the walls and roll a good one.

My dear, you have to change that place.

- He does not believe? - I fear that...

What is ingenious?

This is my favorite. It seems to be full of life.

Stop making morbid comments.

This is a Rafael.

This is recent, but good.

A friend did it,

Mr. Snyder. His work is magnificent.

Full of life.

This is a Holbein.

A Rembrandt.

And this is Snyder.

What does he want now?

Snyder lives here too.

- Unfortunately. - It's not my fault.

You see, homelessness is a global problem.

I don't like it any more than they do. For me, I was still at the Velázquez where I was.

I got this from there. People were friendlier.

I had a job.

Why would they change me?

He knows it well, he was starting to like it.

That woman is the worst cook in the whole museum.

She learned to cook in the French wing.

- Do you like neoptera? - What?

- Butterflies. - And moths.

- The hobby of smart people. - We appreciate Mr. Snyder very much.

They better be.

I have the only candle and the only flint.

If I leave, I'll take them.

- You wouldn't like it, would you? - That's why we came.

It darkens.

I don't want to turn it on yet.

If they don't behave,

she did not leave the candle to them.

They spend the whole night in the dark.

Will you lend us your matches?

Matches?

Please, Mr. Jarvis. I hate the dark.

Your matches, Mr. Jarvis.

The privilege is yours, my dear.

Matches, matches. What are you talking about?

She is empty.

How?

There are no matches.

Do you see how it would be useful one of those devices that when pressing...

Nothing happens.

Do you want to see my trophies?

- No way! They're very dirty. - Nobody wants to see my trophies.

- Can you distinguish butterflies? - Not...

I will teach you.

This one here is a very beautiful specimen of Phoebis.

And very well stuffed, I would say.

Do you know how to dissect them? Obviously not. It's an art.

We must pierce them with a pin

and with the steady hand of a surgeon.

You have to go through the front and rear wings.

One miss and we could sever the head.

Either it is done delicately or like a butcher.

Have you cooked lobsters?

Mr. Snyder is passionate about food and insects.

Can you get us a drink?

The fools put the lobster in boiling water so that it dies.

Does it seem scientific to you?

The lobster knows that it is being killed.

I do it delicately.

I take a pin, and I nail it

in the shell before cooking the tasty creature.

Instant death and... What's wrong with him?

I do not feel well.

- He's an idiot. - It's late and I must go now...

Silly stuff. But if it just arrived.

The night is young. You cannot leave without having a taste of our hospitality.

Is the punch ready?

Yes.

It will be the same old crap.

Wine, rum, brandy and the sink.

Too bad he didn't get any fruit.

Has someone invited you to the party? It was not me.

Only she makes a punch that she tastes like pea pudding.

- Sure. - Let's toast.

For our loved ones.

You are improving. Add more brandy next time.

Less pudding the better.

Something has to be done with this man, let him light the candle.

What do you think of him?

Very tasty.

He is a polite idiot.

He is very kind of you, sir.

I must reciprocate and invite him to spend the night here.

He shouldn't thank me. It is a pleasure for me.

- I have to go. -First he gives us his last match

and then he gives me this watch that is a family heirloom.

He really is very kind.

I have no gift.

You are sorely mistaken, Mr. Snyder.

He has brought you the greatest gift of all.

A gift that he has been waiting for a long time.

He himself is his gift.

What does he mean?

For your trophy room.

For me...

Too bad I didn't see his trophies. They are extraordinary.

A great taxidermist.

Leave it to me.

You should be careful what you drink.

This lady is not to be trusted with drinks.

Mr. Snyder.

It's the biggest thing I've dissected since...

- What a beautiful pin. - Go away!

I want her in return.

Drop that right now.

You can't turn it on.

- Only I can turn it on. - Turn it on and put it on the window.

I am the one who decides where to put it.

I need that candle for my painting to be perfect.

I'm sick of your perfection. I will not do it.

All right, Snyder.

If she doesn't, she won't have Mr. Jarvis.

It's okay.

A fair price.

It is magnificent. It will greatly enhance the landscape.

Can you imagine, Mr. Jarvis? The painting will finally be finished!

What will it do to me?

Me? Nothing. It will be Mr. Snyder.

And what will he do?

You should know, you know about Snyder's peculiar hobby.

What have I done to him?

- That's not fair. - It's because of the painting.

You said to put a light.

Finally!

When finished, put the candle in the window.

That window.

It's right on that one, for sure.

- I still have a few minutes. - What will he do?

What it has to do?

Yes Yes. I'll put the candle in that window.

Excellent.

What is ingenious?

I must go outside to see the effect.

You don't know how much it means to me. A light in the window.

I adore beautiful things.

Will you bring me one of those artifacts that fire comes out of?

Yes of course.

There is no one in the room.

When will the ceremony be?

Let me think.

Within...

six minutes.

At five o'clock.

At five o'clock.

O'clock.

O'clock.

Splendid.

A light in the window.

Bye dear. Goodbye, Snyder.

Thank you, Mr. Jarvis.

They have put a crystal.

Isn't it lovely?

It is shrouded in mystery.

That light from the window makes one wonder who will live there.

The light has unbalanced the weight of the composition on the left.

I must put something to the right, under the trees.

Like a...

statue.

It is what is missing.

A delicate statue.

With a light that...

I think he's right.

Excuse me,

it has fire?

Yes.

It is very beautiful.

Get closer.

Has she ever looked at Him closely?

I don't just mean if she has looked at the brush strokes and the texture,

but if she has come to the heart.

It's possible, does she know?

It just takes imagination.

Thank goodness not all artists are like that.

It is the story of two great friends who grew up together.

Edgar and George, who tells the story.

Edgar was a great kid. He was a year younger

but he was always ahead.

A born leader.

We studied at the same college and after the war we went to Cambridge.

Cambridge is beautiful and we had a great time.

Edgar was a bright and lively young man.

He conquered all the girls with his charm.

He was beaming at the last dance.

Give me two, Jimmy.

Thanks.

- Health. - Health.

Hello.

- Hello! Have a drink. - Thanks.

- Are you having fun? - A lot of.

- A cigarette? - Health.

Pay attention to him, it is a very expensive tobacco.

No thanks, George.

Let's Dance.

- Sure. - Later with me, don't forget.

Of course not. Take care of George.

And you don't do crazy things.

- It's formidable. - Yes.

- Are you dancing... - I'm waiting for Frank.

-Here is the. - Come on, Jane. It's time to dance.

We will have breakfast in my room.

- You're invited. - I will be there.

Of course Edgar wasn't perfect. He had a flaw or weak point.

I didn't find out until that very night.

Edgar,

are you okay?

I find myself fatal.

- They're all here? - For two hours.

Two hours!

- Where I have been? - You do not know?

I just remember that I took the scarf and left.

I do not remember.

- What did you drink? - Champagne.

And someone gave me whiskey.

Is that. It happened to me again.

- I promised Jane that... - Don't worry.

- I accompany you. - But...

Good old George.

My great friend George. What would I do without you?

She happened again more times.

She lost her memory every time she mixed drinks.

It didn't happen often and I was keeping an eye on it.

We work together in advertising.

Edgar soon knew how to make his way.

After a few years, we founded our company.

He quickly succeeded.

We also find accommodation

on the top floor of a house in Knightsbridge.

- Quick, the taxi waits. - There is enough time.

- You will need it. - Yes.

- Don't forget the contract. - Do not worry.

Manchester.

It is the best business we have done.

- It will take. - How much?

About three weeks.

- You'll go out today? - Yes, I'm going to a concert.

So cultivating in my absence?

- Good luck and... - I'll take care of the memory.

Are you liking it?

How do you say?

Do you like the concert?

Not much.

And why has he come?

- I work for a music publisher. - I understand.

I'll tell you a secret: I don't like it either.

- Why did you come? - Because it's not my job.

It's very hot inside and I was bored until...

I noticed you.

Really?

I saw you come out and I came out after you.

- And he's started a conversation. - Yes.

Has it bothered you?

Not.

What about going somewhere to eat?

What do you do when you don't hunt women in concerts?

I'm a publicist.

- It's fun? - Yes it is.

We have a company.

- You and... - Edgar Curtain.

He is the majority partner and the mastermind.

And you the column.

Can.

We make a good team.

- Would you like more coffee? - No, thanks.

I have to go now.

- Do you have to go? - I'm afraid so.

Thank my Lord.

Keep him.

- Bye, Harry. - Goodbye. Thank you.

It's too big.

It is perfect.

It has been in my family for a long time. I've always liked it.

Do you think I deserve it?

Only you.

Nobody else.

Never.

- Look, Harry. - Yes?

Isn't it lovely?

Not even I could improve it.

Will you be able to pay the bill?

Say?

Hi dear.

A lot of.

And I love you, honey.

Until tomorrow.

Good night.

He was in love.

Really in love.

It was the first time he had accomplished anything without help.

Only without help from Edgar.

Hello George!

You're back soon, that means...

- We got the job. - I'm glad.

- How about Manchester? - Wet.

Those do know how to party, but I took care of my memory.

Mrs. Timmons, George brought me some carnations. Find a vase.

- They're not for you. - Are they for the maid?

- They'll be for Mrs. Timmons. - Are not...

Neither of you have to give me flowers.

- I'll put them in water. - Thanks.

You see everything.

Some appointments will have to be changed. Who is Elizabeth?

A girl.

Nice name.

We must write the Manchester contract.

We will work tonight... Do you have plans?

- Well, the truth... - Tonight we work.

Here you have.

- Everything is ready. - Yes, perfect.

Nice job.

You too.

What have you been doing?

To go out there.

She is very pretty.

-Where was she? - In your room.

My congratulations.

Elizabeth?

- Yes. - Elizabeth what?

Grange.

Well done.

She is pretty.

Yes.

A toast.

Health.

Can you introduce me?

I didn't know you could dance samba.

And I dont know. I stay still and she moves.

None of that, you dance very well.

- Dance good. - It is a charm.

- Clever. - Sparkly.

- By George. - By George.

And the dragon.

Tomorrow we will all go to the races.

- Because of the races. - Not.

Why not?

- I have work. - Not.

I can not do anything.

Are you accompanying me?

I'm sorry, I can not.

Come wiggle with me for a while.

Edgar didn't come to the office that day. He didn't tell me where he was going.

He knew where he was, but he hoped he was wrong.

Harry.

He hasn't been here for a long time.

- As usual? - Yes.

Have you seen Elizabeth?

Harry?

I haven't seen her, sir.

Do not lie to me.

Here, get hold of it.

That night I accepted that he had lost Elizabeth.

I didn't blame Edgar, but I swore to myself that if she hurt him,

he would never forgive him.

Say?

George, come on.

- You're drunk. - I have important news, George.

- Where are you? - Rose and Crown.

All right, I'll go. But don't drink more until it arrives.

I come running. What happens?

Sit down, old friend. I will tell you.

Stop mixing drinks.

George, I swear I didn't mean to.

- What are you talking about? - Trust me, I didn't mean to.

-Elizabeth .. .- Where is she?

In her house. It happened at Harry's bar.

I saw you. What happened?

We have promised ourselves. We're getting married.

That was?

I did not know how to tell you.

I had a drink and then another and another.

You knew he loved her.

She had eyes on her face.

I have met many girls, but I had not fallen in love until now.

And Elizabeth...

she wants to get married.

She didn't want to do it, but I couldn't help it.

Now you know.

I'm getting married.

Why are you getting married?

Why you ask?

Don't marry the bitch.

As you say?

I give you the key, you can keep it.

I no longer need it.

She is nothing but a whore.

She is a whore.

Edgar.

Are you home, Edgar?

I don't know why I cared about him

but he saw the symptoms.

He was going to lose his memory and he was worried.

Where were you? It is 7 o'clock.

- I do not remember. - I've been looking for you.

It has never been so bad. I just woke up.

I don't know where I was or what I did.

They must have spent hours.

I will never drink again as long as I live.

- George, I don't... - Edgar!

She's dead!

What are you talking about?

"A woman is beaten in London".

Elizabeth!

A friend says that she was with the girl until 10.

She returned and found the door open.

The killer would have a key because he didn't hear the bell.

Edgar! Look at your hands!

It's blood, George.

All my coat is...

It is awful!

It couldn't be me, George. The killer had a key.

Why are you looking at me like that?

You had the key!

You caught her at the bar!

I remember...

You have killed her!

No George!

Right now I would like to kill you, but...

George, what am I going to do?

- Take off your coat. - Not.

- They will be about to arrive. - Who is it?

Police! They will find our names!

If you don't confess, I will.

Listen to me.

We will lie as little as possible. Don't hide that she left me.

We must tell the same story.

You got engaged last night and you came straight here.

At 1:30 you went to sleep. Agree?

Why are you helping me after what I did to you?

- Won't you do the same? - I do not know.

Well I do. Come on, quick.

I've put your coat on the stove.

I'll burn it later with everything else.

- It won't work out. - Yes of course!

- Keep calm. - What if someone saw me?

Nobody saw you, the police would have come by now.

The only danger is the waiter at the Rose and Crown,

but he luckily he doesn't know our names.

- Good Morning. - Hello.

We are from Scotland Yard. Inspector Acheson and Sergeant Mallot.

- Mr. Curtain? He-he's taking a bath.

- I understand. - Excuse me.

What I can help?

I want to ask you both a few questions.

Do you know Elizabeth Grange?

- Yes. Is something wrong? - She was murdered last night.

WHO LAST SAW HER?

They don't mention us. She is already over.

She is not finished. The memory of Elizabeth will always haunt me.

She should have stopped him

but she had already tried to help him.

She couldn't do anything else for him.

Scotland Yard?

I have a message for Inspector Acheson.

Very well.

Send someone to 58 James Street, Fifth Floor. Fast.

Yes.

The killer is here.

That's right, the killer is here.

And you are not going to move from here.

Because you killed her. You wanted to be my alibi so I could be yours.

You took advantage of me.

But I do remember what happened before I lost my memory.

And I remember that I did not take the key, she stayed on the table.

You had it!

And the blood on my coat was from your nose, George.

The waiter told me.

They'll put you on trial, George.

With a jury.

And I will go to testify

so that one day they can hang you.

That day I will laugh out loud.

You know they're going to hang you.

Not.

- I'm not going... - Come back!

Edgar! Not!

Too late. She has jumped.

- What happened? -He heard me on the phone.

- You called, right? - Yes.

I found out that he killed her.

What does it smell like?

He was burning the coat. This is how I found out.

There was blood on it.

But you said you were with Curtain all night.

It was true?

Not.

- I lied to him. - Because?

He was my friend and...

I couldn't believe that...

I knew he was out

but I was afraid.

What was he afraid of?

He used to...

lose memory - How?

She couldn't remember anything.

I thought they would accuse him.

And he would admit it.

There was a burning coat and this in the ashes.

Is it the key to his apartment?

Not.

It will be from Elizabeth.

She would be in the coat.

- We could accuse him of being an accessory. - I had not thought of it.

And I found out that he had killed her.

We will start from the beginning. How long has she known him?

And that was it.

I had a hard time believing me

but I managed to convince the inspector.

It seemed plausible to him that he gave up my own friend,

just like edgar tried

do with me.

And it is that many do not understand the meaning of friendship.

You are right.

Everything will be more difficult without them.

He didn't stop thinking...

Anyway,

keep the change.

- What number did I pass you with? - Policeman.

We come to the last account, written by the great W. Somerset Maugham.

It is about the rivalry of two public figures.

The ambitious Lord Mountdrago, Minister of Foreign Affairs.

And the visionary Owen.

Sometimes the less capable have other gifts.

The unusual thing about this story is the strange power of Owen

and the strange machinations of Lord Mountdrago.

That is irreversible!

Members of the opposition know that we

will ask the Foreign Minister for evidence.

Why do they fear a debate?

The minister does not tell them any details of his politics.

Go and ask him what happens in the Middle East and South America.

The debate we raise would bring out the truth.

No one would have to suffer except the minister who could now retire.

- May l? - Its busy.

Not for the Prime Minister.

He must go to the House. Owen will be named opposition candidate.

- Owen? - Yes.

And this fuss about Owen?

That idiot can't handle Commonwealth foreign policy.

He has to stop being absurd utopias.

Yes sir.

But Owen's attacks take a toll on voters.

Furthermore, the Prime Minister believes that if I were you...

Very well.

Let's get rid of the nonsense now. Mr. Owen is going to learn that...

he has crossed the line.

For centuries cold-minded men

have mercilessly usurped foreign policy.

Quoting Asquith, "wait and see."

What do they care about the people entrenched in their palaces?

Do they even know that there is a people?

Well I want to warn the opposition

that there is a people.

And the people have a voice.

That voice of the people cries out to heaven in unison supported

by the wings of the winds that will forever dispel the fog

which has poisoned the great plain of northern Europe for centuries.

The people of this land

They will not prevent us from extending a hand of brotherhood to all nations.

When he was just a kid

Many years ago,

I remember the words of an old man who brought the word of the Lord.

From the pulpit he said:

"It is more blessed to give

to receive ".

It is a new concept for the opposition,

but it is not a new concept for me or for the people.

The will of the people must be fulfilled.

Foreign policy

It will be carried out like never before. We will start from scratch!

Lord Mountdrago.

None of us can avoid

be moved by the honorable member. Even me.

He has touched me every time I have heard the same speech here.

Practice makes perfect. I grant you that.

We snatch the Spanish

dominion over our seas

and it was not precisely, as you well know,

bombarding the fleet with platitudes.

Nor do we defeat Napoleon's armies with sentimentality.

And we didn't disperse the Luftwaffe hordes with... What was it like?

The wings of the winds.

What motivates the honorable member is far

from his supposed Christianity and goodness,

but ambition.

Inside him, he doesn't care as much about the will of the people as he says he does.

And if they analyze the pure winds of the honorable,

you will see that they have no more consistency than...

hollow words.

-It has put an end to his demagoguery. -To his career too.

- That's how it is. Goodbye. - Good night.

- A brilliant man. - Brilliant and insufferable.

Lord Mountdrago.

He has broken my heart.

I can't break yours

because it lacks it.

But I can destroy his spirit.

And that I will do.

It's late, go to bed.

And the debate?

- Very well. - Tell me.

- I'm tired. - The Connemara invitation.

- I'm not going to... - They help the boys.

- Honey, public life is absurd. - Well, not for them.

The ambassador of France!

Good night, Colonel. Good night, Countess.

A pleasure.

The ambassador of Italy!

You look lovely.

The Honorable Lord Mountdrago, Minister of Foreign Affairs.

You have fallen asleep?

- What happens? You are worried? - Sure, I've lost my pants.

- And that damn Owen at the front desk. - It was just a nightmare.

I don't think I know the Connemara.

Do not give it more laps.

If we sign an agreement with them, we can get their coal.

Are you okay?

You must calm down. The House expects a statement from you tonight.

- Will you announce a deal? - Better an alliance.

- An alliance? - It would be a surprise.

If this was my last public intervention,

I would be grateful and proud to forge this alliance.

That is why I ask for the endorsement...

That is why I ask for the support of this alliance.

Don't bother me, I'm busy.

It is the greatest contribution this nation has made

or any other to achieve world peace.

If this was my last appearance, I would feel enormous pride

to forge this alliance.

It is not enough to be aware of the problems. We need solutions.

Our friends on the other side of the Channel

they tell us...

Our friends say...

Daisy, Daisy

give me an answer

I've gone half crazy

to get your love

It won't be a fancy marriage

I don't have money for a carriage

But you will be beautiful in the seat of a bicycle

for two

I will always pedal by your side

Daisy, Daisy

You'll be the doorbell that rings, little Daisy Bell

You will always go ahead on trips

And if I don't do it right

i will let you slow down

Little Daisy Bell

Daisy, Daisy

give me an answer

I've gone half crazy

to get your love

It won't be a fancy marriage

I don't have money for a carriage

But you'll be beautiful in the seat of a bike for two

Resignation.

Resignation!

What happen?

Another one of those nightmares.

I fell asleep working.

Would you like me to call Sir James?

Why do I want a doctor? Besides, it is almost time for the debate.

- Can't you suspend it? - No way. It's very important.

I will not call the doctor because I had a dream.

Sir James is an incompetent old man.

If my politics were like his medicine,

we would certainly be in a hurry.

Is the time.

Even if this was my last public

intervention, I would be grateful and proud

to forge this alliance and therefore I ask for support for it.

It is the greatest contribution of

this nation for this great cause,

the cause of peace.

Mr. Speaker,

in view of the importance of the matter,

I ask permission to study the proposal so as not to waste time.

Gentlemen, I think there is something that should be clarified now.

I don't have much confidence in this strange marriage

of convenience sustained on such a modest dowry.

As the lyrics of the old song say:

"It will not be an elegant marriage."

"You will be beautiful in the seat of a bicycle."

The pills that he gave me

they do not serve me. -Because he doesn't take them.

- I have nightmares. - Take the tonic.

- How? - What does the tonic do?

Indigestion

Lady Carol...

Judging by her behavior, the woman takes everything.

She has nothing serious. She looks like she was 30 years old.

I recommend that she leave work for a while...

-Does she realize .. .- The cigar.

A Crown Minister

he can't go on a cruise. I'm very busy with...

- State affairs. - Yes.

I already read in the newspapers about his intervention.

Take three every two hours for six days. She left the box for you here.

- But doctor... - Lady Mountdrago,

If it doesn't get better in a few days, don't hesitate to call me again.

- Tell him about your dreams. - I am at your disposal.

Lucky.

- Don't bother, please. - How will nightmares cure me?

Nightmares!

- Having told him... - What does he know about dreams?

- Go to Dr. Audlin. - A psychiatrist?

- I could... - I won't answer stupid questions.

to finish finding out that I am in love with my grandmother.

I'll go see him first and tell him everything.

- Ask him if he can help me. - I'll have to tell him about Owen.

For what reason?

I suppose he will insist on knowing.

He will have to come to the ministry.

Yes.

With Dr. Audlin.

Thanks.

I preferred that you come here

because it will be easier for you to speak in an environment...

- A horrible environment. -That in his work.

May I know what degree he has?

He used to practice as a doctor.

In the war I discovered that he had a gift.

- A gift? - Yes that's how it is.

He could alleviate certain psychological pains with my hands

and talking.

I cannot give an explanation.

Despite helping people, I feel like an impostor.

"Do you admit that he is a charlatan?" - Not quite.

People believe him.

They give you credit.

I have my successes, but I neither work miracles nor would the school accept it.

He now it's your turn.

-Why has he come? - Because?

Hasn't Lady Mountdrago told you?

She has told me about two dreams of a comic nature.

She told me about coincidences.

-I knew she would laugh at it. - Not.

Do not misunderstand me. This is not a laughing matter.

At first there were dreams,

was what happened next.

I had more dreams.

I did not tell my wife.

I could not.

That man...

What does he think?

-He appears in all his dreams? - I feel two.

- Do you know why? - Because?

Is there any reason for him to chase you?

Not.

He has to help me, doctor.

I must be present during the agreement.

I need to sleep.

When I close my eyes, he appears.

That little man who makes fun of me.

Me...

I am Lord Mountdrago.

Not the mean creature he sees in my dreams.

And that he remembers.

It's awful.

Doctor, he knows and remembers my dreams.

I live for my country. Greatness is my goal and it is within my reach.

I am mean in dreams.

I dare not speak in his presence out of absurd fear.

Nor does she bother to hide her contempt from him.

If he doesn't do something...

What?

I was going to say...

it would kill him.

It is a way of speaking.

Instead, he wouldn't kill him.

Does Owen hold a grudge against you?

- Do you have reason to harass him? - Not.

Have you hurt him?

- He is not sure?

I'm sure.

You have to tell me the truth.

People don't usually question me.

Did you hurt Owen?

Not.

Know that I read the parliamentary debates in the Times.

It is said that he destroyed his career.

- That's hurting. - He asked for it himself.

Do you feel remorse?

As he says?

It is obvious that he does not know anything about politics. He was just doing my duty.

I'll call you if I need you.

I've wasting your time.

Do not worry.

Lord Mountdrago.

Can you only sing, beautiful?

He dances with me.

What a shame!

What? Can't I just have fun?

One moment, precious.

You go away.

Mister!

I beg you for the last time.

Long!

Are you having fun?

I don't know him.

I don't want to meet you!

I do know him.

Keep an eye on him, this cheater is capable of anything.

He doesn't look very good, Owen.

Is hot. It's like I've been hit with a bottle.

There is only one thing clear about his case:

his mind does not want to accept his guilt.

I think we have several personalities.

Part of his ego takes the form of Owen to punish himself.

If you were a priest, I would tell you that your conscience punishes you.

I'll tell you what to do and don't forget.

Is he hearing Me?

Yes.

He will pay Owen a visit. He repeat.

- I'll go see Owen. He-He'll say he's sorry he wronged you.

He will tell you that he will do everything possible to repair the damage.

Asking that smug for forgiveness?

Why would he have to lower me?

She would end him again.

It is the only way to get rid of it.

There is another way.

There is another.

Last time I found out that Owen

he feels awake the same as he feels his body asleep from him.

I will not use a bottle again.

Next time I will dream of a knife or a weapon.

And then,

I will be free.

So what if he kills him in dreams

and that a day you go to the Chamber

and he's in his seat?

He will not be.

I didn't know if he would wake you up.

Yes...

If a train runs over someone,

he would die, right?

Have you had another nightmare?

No, just the most perfect dream of my life.

My last dream.

Are you going to the Chamber today?

Today more than ever.

I have to go.

- Bye sweetheart. - Goodbye.

Listen to me.

I have to tell you something.

I know that I'm cold and I don't want you to think that I don't value what I owe you,

The success of my career.

I've been under a lot of pressure, but it's all over now.

From now on I will spend less time in public life

and more to you and the boys.

Bye.

- Try to come back soon. - I'll do that.

Put me on Dr. Audlin.

Yes? Very well.

You know what I want. Charles will give you the details.

- Lord Mountdrago... - Very good.

- You must go to the Chamber. - Yes.

- Carrington. - Yes?

It is the day of victory.

We must rely on private assumptions and agreements,

in secret business.

We must trust the promises of strangers.

That is what trust in diplomacy is all about.

The Government can now prove it.

Why do they fear a debate? Obvious: by the foreign minister.

Please come in.

Sit down.

Thank you for having me.

I worry about my husband.

- Something has happened? - No but...

Do you think it is improving?

Frankly, no.

Although it is difficult to say.

My job is not always easy. I have made no progress with her husband.

I have even considered warning the Prime Minister

for him to temporarily suspend it.

The last time I saw him he was very upset.

This morning he was serene.

But it was very strange.

And he has told me something very strange, that I had the last dream of him.

Where is her husband?

- In the camera. - We have to go immediately.

This House was recently separated.

Fortunately, today we are all united to face foreign policy.

Once again, our country fights at the head

of the rest of the nations against the enemy:

devilish malevolence.

Audlin,

I killed Owen.

But he was right.

He was there,

in the camera.

He came looking for me.

I've gotten rid of him

truth?

Owen was not inside.

He was found dead on some tracks.

Has he died?

Me...

I won't be able to get rid of him.