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Is idiotic, a doctor of your ability

not allowed to work everywhere,

but must hide out as ghost surgeon.

I'm not alone.

The Nazis saw to that.

Colonel.

A racing car.

You don't laugh?

But, Colonel, it was a good joke.

Or wasn't it?

Very good.

But racing car was, perhaps, even better.

Come on.

Mind your manners, Boris.

You know, he might

complain to your boss.

Oh, Captain Alidze?

He was lieutenant in the Tsar's Guard.

I was lieutenant-colonel.

He still remembers that, my boy.

You had better remember it, too,

you pickpocket of death without passport.

When are you going to be through?

Right after we have drink on the house.

Come along.

It's all right.

It's me,

the man who brought you here.

I think we can turn the light off now.

I thought you would be gone.

I'll go.

Never mind.

Wait.

We'll have some breakfast.

Here, drink your coffee.

You got a headache?

No.

Well, I have.

But it'll be gone in an hour.

Have a brioche.

I can't eat.

Well, drink your coffee

and have a cigarette.

That's a soldier's breakfast.

I think...

What do you think?

I think I should be going.

Back to your hotel?

Perhaps you should.

You've got to face it,

whatever it is, sometime.

Things may look different

to him in daylight.

What's the matter?

Did I say something wrong?

He's dead.

He died last night.

Then I ran away.

That makes it perfect.

Did you kill him?

That makes it less perfect.

You'd better tell me the details.

He died...

suddenly.

Are you sure you didn't kill him?

I didn't shoot him or stab him,

if that's what you mean.

All right, he died naturally.

He was sick.

Did you have a doctor?

I called one, but he wouldn't

let the doctor touch him.

Why not?

Because of me.

Did you notify the management

of the hotel he was dead?

No.

That makes it perfect again.

Why the devil didn't you give me a choice?

If I'd known, I would have

left you on the bridge.

I'm sorry. I'll go.

Oh, no, you won't go.

The police will want to know

where you spent the night.

I won't tell them.

If you went there alone,

they will be knocking

on my door ten minutes later.

No, no, no, wait.

I'll get dressed and go with you.

You don't have

to help me anymore.

I'm not helping you,

I'm helping myself.

This is not my year to see the police.

Was he your husband?

No.

So you're back.

You think you can disappear

and leave me to answer

questions to the police?

You disgraced my hotel with that...

that thing you left upstairs.

You believe, no doubt,

that I've settled this whole mess for you.

Well, I haven't.

You're back to go to prison.

- And if I have anything...

- You come from China?

What do you mean?

Nothing. I just wanted to interrupt you.

You would've gone on talking

for another hour.

Sit down over there.

Do you know the name

of the doctor who was here?

Bonet. Marcel Bonet.

Passi 2743.

Phone Dr. Bonet to come right over

and sign the death certificate.

Get out.

Why do you stand around stealing my time?

Get out!

And close the door behind you,

unless you want the people

from the street to come in here, too.

Well...

There doesn't seem to be

any sign of violence.

Why did you run away last night?

When I came back, he was dead.

Back from where?

We quarreled.

What about?

The doctor.

Oh. The doctor again.

All right. Now, look.

The police will want to make a list

of what belonged to each of you.

Did he have any relatives?

Not in France.

Take everything

that's important to you, and quickly.

There's no time left for sentimentality.

Where is his luggage?

It was over there

by the wall last night.

Oh, I see. The proprietor.

Mother, you are much

too inquisitive for your age.

Get me the proprietor, please.

He said I only sent for the doctor

because I wanted him to get well.

I'll see that you get

the first prize for incoherence.

I was taking care of him,

but he said I only wanted him

to get well so I could leave him.

- Did you?

- Yes.

Well, you have definitely left him now.

No, I haven't.

I haven't. Not this way.

Why did you want to leave him?

He loved me.

But I didn't love him.

Where are the suitcases?

First, the bill.

First, the suitcases.

No one has refused to pay the bill... yet.

And next time, knock before you enter.

Did he keep any money in his suitcases?

Why, I don't know.

Marino always had money in his wallet.

Where is it?

He kept it under his pillow.

American money.

A hundred dollars.

I left the wallet where I found it.

Take it.

You can live on this for a while.

Otherwise, it will rot

at police headquarters.

Thank you.

Come in.

Are these all?

Naturally these are all.

Is the bill right?

Well, pay it anyway.

Uh, 297.

- One...

- One...

300 francs.

300 francs.

We get three francs change.

The concierge?

That we'll settle ourselves.

Thank you.

Now the suitcases.

You may find something you'd want.

Well...

the rest is for the police.

When one is dead,

one becomes very important.

Would you like to go downstairs

and wait for the police there?

No. I'll stay here.

There is nothing to do here.

I know, but...

he won't be here much longer.

I often...

He wasn't very happy with me.

I was often away.

Now I'll stay.

He won't know.

It's not that.

All right. Well, I'll watch the proceedings

from the bistro across the street.

Here.

Come to the window

when the police have gone.

I'll come to the window

in my room on the floor above.

Did it go well?

There was no trouble.

What are you going to do now?

I don't know.

I suppose you don't want

to stay on in this hotel.

No.

You should try the Hotel de Milan.

It's clean and decent.

Couldn't I go to the hotel where...

To your hotel?

The International?

Yes, l...

I know it somehow now.

It's better than what I haven't seen.

Well, the International

is not the right hotel for you.

You're right. I'll go to the other.

Is this all right?

Yes. Very good.

At least it seems to be clean.

Yes.

I think you'll be all right here.

Yes, thanks. Many thanks.

You should go to bed.

Do you think you'll be able to sleep?

I'll try.

Well, I'll go now.

I'll look you up one of these days.

What's your name?

Madou.

Joan Madou.

Joan Madou.

I'll remember it.

Well, perhaps I'd better write it down.

Here.

You write it yourself.

It's simpler.

Now go to bed.

All you need is a little time,

a certain amount of time

that you have to get through.

You understand.

Yes.

Thank you. Thank you for everything.

I really don't know what

I would have done without you.

I really don't know.

Spain, the fascist section,

celebrating a German or Italian victory

over their own people.

This was left for Dr. Ravic.

Here.

I'm not expecting a package.

Who brought it?

A woman. A... A lady.

Well, which, woman or lady?

Just... Just in between.

- Pretty sharp, eh?

- There's no name on it.

- Did she say it was for me?

- Not just like that.

She said it was for

the doctor who lives here.

You know the lady.

She was here with you the other morning.

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