Across the Road Page #3

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I'll put the lights back on.

Michelle!

Michelle!

Michelle!

Socrates!

He's dead.

What?.

He's dead.

I can handle the cremation.

No way.

We'll deal with it.

What was it?.

A medication.

I'd say, from the medicine cabinet.

But not from the kitchen.

What exactly is it?.

It's for allergies.

A high dosage

could cause cardiac arrest.

For a 50 1 b dog,

that's all you'd need.

It's me.

Where is she?.

In her room, I guess.

She killed the old guy,

then the dog.

We're next.

Here.

What's that?.

The inspector's number.

Call him.

But Jean...

If there's an inquiry,

anything could happen.

We could lose the house.

I know.

If we fire Clemence,

we lose it too.

So we're stuck?.

We can leave.

We can drop the whole thing.

We can't give in to her!

She's sick! It's so unfair!

Then we're really stuck.

Jean, we've got to do something!

We have to get rid of her,

before she gets rid of us.

Have a nice meal.

Drink it!

Take anything you want,

and leave.

I want nothing, sir.

Take nothing, but get out!

I should call the police.

Meaning what?.

You know!

You also know

you can't get rid of me.

Scram!

We're sick of you!

Beat it! Stay upstairs!

I said scram!

She's in the kitchen. I heard her.

I know. She came down.

I've had it! I really have!

We can't throw her out,

you know it.

What is it?.

Some kind of gun.

May come in handy.

Are you going to shoot her?.

Stop that!

Michelle!

We're together.

She can't do a thing to us.

We'll find a solution,

I swear it.

Calm down.

Calm down.

It's the cold.

It's like this all winter.

Thanks, I quit coffee.

Bad for the heart.

Leave of your own volition.

It's simpler.

I didn't kill your dog, sir.

You think I killed Mr Guillemet

so I'd inherit.

I knew I wouldn't.

I was there

when he made his will.

Ask the notary.

I'll do that.

Jean....

You ask the wrong questions,

search the wrong places.

Then tell me where to look.

It's save time.

He'd ask me to wheel him there,

in his cashmere robe.

Know what this room was for?.

I have some idea.

Ever wonder when he had it

done up this way?.

No.

After his stroke.

After?. He still saw women?.

Only on my day off,

I never met them.

I suppose

he couldn't do them much harm.

You're wrong.

He wasn't totally paralyzed.

Just had a hard time

getting around.

Really!

How do you know he had...

I know it, that's all.

You know a lot of things.

More than you think.

What do you know about Edwige?.

His wife?.

She killed herself

a year after their marriage.

Because he left her?.

The wrong question again.

What's the right one?.

Who did he see on Mondays,

on my day off?.

Who?.

It's such a lovely bouquet,

and you scorn love!

Isn't that cynical?.

Sure...

More like disillusioned, unhappy...

I'm glad you and Jean are arojnd.

It's reassuring.

Right?.

Add this.

It looks highly carnivorous.

It'll cost a fortune.

I don't give a damn.

Can we lunch some day?.

No.

No?.

No!

You sure?.

Of course.

I knew it!

I don't take a lunch break.

Come for dinner. Jean will love it.

So will l...

Unfortunately.

You know, Michelle...

I wish Jean wasn't my best friend.

Taking them, or should I deliver?.

No, you take them.

Aren't they for your new brunette?.

I changed my mind.

Hi!

Hi!

How much do I owe you?.

$120.

Need a receipt?.

No, thanks.

Thanks!

You should straighten out

your friend Hugo.

I don't trust h im,

but I trust you.

Or I used to.

Why didn't you say

you knew Guillemet?.

I didn't know im.

I completely forgot that.

When we lived across the way,

he sent a note inviting me to tea.

I refused:
I was working.

Not on Mondays.

I refused because

I didn't want to go!

It's written there.

I never met him!

Why didn't you tell me?.

I told you. I forgot.

I thought he was just

being a good neighbor.

I never dreamt...

Does it matter?.

You're right. I'm sorry.

It doesn't matter.

He even kept that. How sick!

Where do we stand with her?.

He knew she wouldn't inherit.

The notary confirmed it to me.

All the more reason.

He left her to us

with the furniture. She was angry!

She got even with him,

now with us.

I don't think she killed him.

Why?.

Because....

I think she loved him.

Don't move.

What's that?.

We don't need that.

Give it to me.

Give it to me.

She scares me. She really does!

She's dangerous.

Michelle, you heard me.

I don't think

Clemence killed Guillemet.

Then who did?.

Let's throw her out the window.

You crazy?.

What's happening to us?.

Clemence!

Clemence!

Clemence!

You'll leave this house, Michelle!

You always wanted that!

You've gone too far.

We'll never leave! Never!

Not Jean! You're leaving!

You're insane!

I know more than you think.

You're pretty, desirable...

That's how you hold on to him, too.

Jean needs me. I inspire him.

Soon, he'll do without you.

So leave before it's too late.

Leave!

Never!

He was deeply worried

about his health.

He saw a cardiologist

a month before his death.

His heart was in fine shape.

You have any leads?.

None.

You lived across the street,

until you inherited.

Yes. What's it to you?.

You never told us.

No. You never asked me.

Mr Dorset,

why did you inherit this house?.

A gift to youth and love.

You kidding me?.

Yes... No. Read the will!

Any more questions?.

No.

But we're reopening the inquiry.

sorry we woke you up.

"1 white evening gown: $2000"

Jean?.

This place is becoming nice.

It took ages

to get the plumbing fixed.

How could you buy

such an expensive dress?.

What does that mean?.

You urged me to buy it.

Really?. With what money?.

The money my dad left me.

You know that.

And this?.

What are you driving at?.

What did he want in exchange?.

A fling in his harem room?.

Such love!

Such trust!

Answer me!

Clemence put you up to this?.

What did he want from you?.

Look at youself! What is this?.

You're revolting!

Clemence?.

Keep going.

Not my kind of movie.

Maybe it is. You don't know it yet.

Wait!

You can have these bills back.

He bought you dresses

for you to take off!

You're disgusting.

Take it:
it interests you.

It doesn't!

I say it does.

You wanted to discuss Edwige?.

I looked all over:

no trace of her.

As you say.

Clemence said she killed herself

a year after their marriage. True?.

That's right.

Because he left her?.

Absolutely. She was poor.

She had no money or power.

He left her for a rich,

influential woman?.

Yes, me.

Then he left me

for an even richer one.

Then he left her... and so on.

He intrigued everyone.

As for you....

He does much more,

he inspires you.

Much more?.

That's dangerous.

Jean?.

Yes!

You should drop it.

No, I want to understand.

What?.

I do'nt know. I have to find out.

Here.

What is it?.

A photograph of Edwige.

The only one.

To youth and love.

You have a cook and eat pizzas?.

I offered to make pasta,

but you declined.

If you want pasta,

I'll take you to Rome.

On your tab as usual?.

No, this is on me!

Keep the change.

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