Lucky Jo Page #6

Well, send it to the papers.

And I'll run to the Hotel.

There's something I don't

understand, dad...

If Jowett provoked the

car accident of his buddies

why did he leave the bills in the car?

Junior, if there was no mystery in our

profession there would be no more vocation.

I won't be long.

Stay there, Sticky.

Good night, Madame.

Mimi came back?

- You told her about our meeting?

- No...

Good, because I can't go there.

You will ask her to call this number and

you will give her these flowers with it.

Mimi Perrin, cabaret singer, was

found dead in her hotel room.

Police came here

and I told them about your

meeting at Napo's.

You told them that Mimi had

an appointment at Napo's?

Yes.

It explains why the cops were there.

How ironic...

Napo must be rather nervous.

I have to reassure him.

And he takes my paper with him once

again, poor young man...

Good night, Madame. Police.

It was another cop this afternoon.

He's sick?

- No.

- Good for him.

- Do you know this man?

- Of course.

It's Mimi's boyfriend. He just left.

- How is he dressed?

- With a hat and some daisies.

Slow down.

On the left. He gets in the cab.

- What now?

- Follow him.

Let's see where he's leading us.

You see, Sticky...

Mimi is dead.

Stop.

What's this dog?

Guillaumet!

It's Jowett going upstairs.

Call your guys.

Follow the guide.

Napo?

Napo?

It's me, Jo.

- Open the door.

- What do you want?

I know that the cops came here

but it's not for what you think.

- They didn't come for the hold-up.

- You're alone?

Of course.

- Thanks, Jo.

- I swear...

Don't shoot, Napo.

Beware!

Stop shooting! Handle him!

He has a bandage.

It's our fourth man.

You two stay here and search the

house. I'll send you an ambulance.

How is Guillaumet?

I can answer by myself.

I'm not dead. I'm fine.

- And you?

- I'm fine.

Help them to get in the 403.

I'll take care of Monsieur.

Let's go.

Dear Mr Jowett... well...

That's the funny pad.

We have nothing to say to you now.

We ran after you all day long

but now that you're here...

we stand here as idiots.

Half a dozen of idiots precisely.

An hold-up this morning.

Four muggers. There they are.

Identified.

Dead.

And buried soon.

A crime this afternoon.

A murderer caught in Gare de Lyon.

It's him.

He confessed. He killed Mimi out of

jealousy. Routine case. Nothing to add.

So, you will ask me,

"What am I doing here?"

To say the truth I wanted to see you.

To see the man who has so much luck.

Everythings ends well for you.

It's unlooked-for and unexpected.

Bravo again.

Archambaut was very lucky too.

It's the same ending for both of you.

Simon...

I should not have taken your car, huh...

Well, I'm happy.

At least you made it alive.

As for me, I'm gone.

Bye then.

- See you one of these days.

- Alright.

Bye .

He's not going well, our Jo.

- You think he's going to make

a foolish thing? - Not at all.

He will bury all of us.

He has begun already.

Good night, Archambaut.

Simon... Jo.

Say, Mr Inspector.

What's the easiest way to commit

suicide in the neighborhood?

It's for you? You want to leave us?

The Seine's downstairs but it's cold.

The subway's near but it's heavy.

The bus is in front of the door

but you have to wait.

The pharmacy at the corner

but it's painful to the stomach.

Look! He's there!

Come to save the drowning man, Loulou.

It will make you lose your fat belly.

Jo!

Jo!

Keep my watch, dad, please.

Don't be zealous, Junior. It's full of germs.

Leave it others.

You like medals, Odile.

Come on, jump!

Let me die! Leave me alone!

Let me die! Leave me alone!

Bastards! Can't you let people

die in peace?

Bastards!

Simon?

Where's Simon?

Simon?

Simon?

Calm down! They asked me to

have you dried up so I obey orders.

I can't find him!

Me neither!

Jo!

What are you doing here?

Why you're not wet?

It wasn't me, the drowned man.

- I was up on the bridge.

- Who're they looking for?

You.

- They thought you did drown too.

- No, old pal.

I'm a strong man.

You won't get me.

You think so?

Go get dried up, Simon,

and go your way.

We will go our way.

Come on, Sticky.

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Translation:
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