Le champignon des Carpathes Page #2
- Year:
- 1990
- 100 min
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But you arrived too late.
The second phase isn't interesting
but I worked during the first one.
I went much further than usually.
- Do you really think it helps creating?
It helps me create, me.
You saw the result on the easel.
But all the drunkards
can't turn into great artists.
Too bad, anyway. If you had come earlier...
Is your wife on a trip?
Yes.
- But you're always alone, my dear friend.
- I'm used to it.
With such a beautiful wife,
it's a very bad habit.
Don't make too much of it,
she'll be back tomorrow night.
Do you want to taste
the forbidden fruit, doctor?
Oh, no, thanks!
You're wrong...
Our mind is unexplored.
It can expand to infinity.
Unknown areas
of our personality come out.
But you prefer to stay
on the stand...
Okay, let's do it again.
Come on, let's get started.
Take your positions, everyone.
The light is okay.
Let's go.
Now listen, you shake their hands
and say:
"Congratulations,you, Mrs, won a house in Villefranche-sur-Mer
and you, Mr, 10000 kms
of free travel on our lines,
etc, etc... Lights!
Camera!
- Air-Inter 15/18.
- Action!
Action!
"Congratulations, you won..."
Congratulations, you won...
Congratulations, you won...
you, Mrs, my house...
and you, Mr, 10000 kms...
Congratulations again, etc, etc.
Lights, camera
and congratulations.
Cut.
- Ludovic.
- What?
Chill out.
I can't stand it any longer,
we must do something.
- Jean-Marc.
- Yes.
Call Bozard and ask him
to send someone else.
Are you sure
you don't want to try?
It would be worst,
believe me.
I can call but we're gonna
miss the plane.
We'll take it tomorrow morning,
I'll treat you to Champagne tonight.
In Montmartre.
- That's great!
Monsieur,
what do I do with all this?
What do I do with all this?
Up to you,
put it away somewhere.
You can go out if you want,
I'm not hungry.
- What about my dinner?
- It won't be lost.
- Then I'll go to see my sister...
- You do that.
Go see your sister.
Jeanette!
- You scared me, you idiot!
- Where are you going?
I go to see my sister.
- Doesn't your sister have a moustache?
- Yes, and a beard too.
Is that bothering you?
- Come. I'll show you something.
Why's that?
Your boss doesn't want it anymore?
At last!
Put her through!
Where?
Ask her to call me back.
Her husband!
Yes, I can hear you.
As usual.
Why?
You want to have
sex with me?
Because that's what
you really want, do you?
That's what you really want!
Eric, you're drunk.
alcohol replaces Anne.
Yes, I want to make love to you.
But not quite the way you think.
We'll enter together
into the knowledge.
You're not afraid,
aren't you?
- You didn't touch anything.
- No, but I couldn't stop Gaetan.
He dashed for her.
I managed to take him back to his room.
He didn't move since then.
Nothing was stolen?
You're sure?
Sure?...
There's nothing to steal here...
It's clearly strangulation.
There's also marks of blows.
- The coroner will confirm it.
Okay. Let's see the son.
Don't move from here.
Are you the one who clean the workshop?
- It depends.
Sometimes, Mrs Benson didn't
want me to touch anything for weeks.
So why did you come there
this morning?
Mrs Benson was an early riser.
She used to have a walk around the lake.
Especially on sunny days.
I was surprised not to see her.
- You called us before to tell the son?
- Yes.
But I called the doctor first.
What doctor?
The tenant.
The Dr Calder, but he wasn't here.
- But that was around 8.
- Yes.
Just before I called the police.
She was dead,
was did you call the doctor?
I don't know,
I was a bit confused.
The doctor was a friend,
he was coming often.
- Your boss was ill?
- I don't know. She had a bad sleep.
You told me the front door
was always open?
Yes. Mrs Benson hated
closed doors.
The police is here.
- Bye.
- Bye, kids!
See you later.
- Bye, everyone.
Let's take a taxi.
- I'll prefer if you drive.
- Up to you.
Wow...
My ears are still blocked.
We worked nice, you know.
There was an actor...
I'll tell you later.
Anyway, we'll probably have another film
to do for Air-Inter this year.
Say, I called you yesterday night.
Where were you?
- At what time?
Around 2.
We had a small joyriding.
I didn't hear,
I was probably sleeping.
Darling, I'm sorry,
please pardon me.
remember last night.
Three years...
That's a long time, isn't it?
Hey...
I hope you're not gonna
be sulking all day.
Luckily, I'm not jealous,
you look really tired.
Where are you going?
You'll see.
Here.
Happy anniversary, darling.
- You didn't do that!?
- I did.
We can afford it, you know.
And your old bike was rotten.
You maybe can...
Eric, don't be stupid.
Where is your sister living?
In Valmont.
She's a nurse in a private hospital.
- At what time did you came back?
- Dunno. Around midnight.
Was your boss in bed?
- I didn't check if there was light.
- Who's all that for?
Their wedding anniversary.
But Madame was held up in Paris,
so they didn't celebrate.
They are back.
- Mr?
- Mrs, Mr...
Superintendent Kogan,
inspector Prevot.
Did you see anyone on the way to the castle?
- No, nobody.
Not even Kurt.
I went directly to the workshop.
- The front door was open?
- Yes, as always.
And where was the son?
In his room...
There was light in his room,
anyway.
- And the prescription?
- What prescription?
You need a prescription
for sleeping pills.
She still had some left
from the previous prescription.
- So, you came for nothing?
- You know, plenty of people call
the doctor for nothing.
- You both stayed in the workshop?
- Yes.
Did she offer you anything?
What do you mean?
- A drink, a whisky...
- A whisky.
What did you talk about?
- I don't remember exactly...
- Come on, Dr, it was yesterday.
- I advised her to take less barbiturates.
- She was doing drugs,
everyone knows that.
connections between drug and creation.
Did she take something
yesterday night?
No, she was quite lucid.
I left around 11.
- And once again, you met nobody.
Nobody.
Thank you, Dr.
We'll probably need you again.
Don't hold it against us
for disturbing for.
At your disposal, superintendent.
Good morning, Sir.
How is he?
Not very well.
- Can we interrogate him?
- Yes, Sir, but I prefer if it's you.
What does
the coroner's report say?
Strangled, around 2 a.m.
The autopsy showed
she had mushrooms in her stomach.
Ingested about three hours before.
That is around 11.
Didn't Dr Calder
tell you about that?
No.
Nothing was stolen?
Apparently, no.
But I doubt it is a prowler's crime.
We only found the fingerprints of the son,
the doctor and the servant.
Dr Calder?...
What did he tell you?
He only said there was light
in your room when he came.
Light?
Why's that?
I was sleeping.
I was sleeping.
Try to remember...
You were maybe reading
or listening to the radio?
Why Dr Calder said that?
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