Maigret Sets A Trap Page #2

were not doing their job.

We're doing the best job we can.

Then why haven't you caught him?

Because it's often not that simple.

Why is it not?

How many more dead women

do they need?

Simone, we were just talking about

why this man,

who has lived for, 20, 30 years

withought ever committing a crime,

one day decides to attack

these women?

How do you know he's never committed

a crime before?

Because we've gone back 20 years,

both in Paris and the districts,

checking prisons and psychiatric

institutions for all inmates

released.

Your institute at Sainte-Anne must

have been contacted, Professor?

It was.

But we can find no offender

that we can place in Montmartre

at this time.

So it's obviously somebody new

then, isn't it?

Freud would say your man had sexual

obsessions.

He'd talk about complexes and work

his way back to childhood.

Well, thank God Freud

isn't on the case as well,

with all that nonsense.

I deal a lot with the criminally

insane, Maigret.

I think what links them - Can we not

talk about his anymore, please?

What links them

is a need to assert themselves.

They'll have been humiliated

in some part of their lives

and can no longer bear it.

I agree.

I think the majority of crimes

which are said to have no motive,

repeated crimes in particular,

are a manifestation

of wounded pride.

Strong addiction.

Indeed.

In fact, some of my patients

find it impossible not to boast

of their crimes.

Our baby would be 24 now.

I think about her every day

at the moment.

Do you think it's going to rain?

I can smell dust in the air.

What is it?

Something Tissot said.

Killers always have to boast about

their crimes in some way.

We know that.

They like to tell the world...

..how extraordinary they are.

Pride is always their weakness.

Yes.

So how would a killer react...

..if someone else was given credit

for his crime?

You're asking me?

Yes.

With anger.

Frustration.

Baron.

Who's this?

Get out of my way.

Let me through!

Come on, out of the way!

Let me through!

Lognon, who have you got there?

Lognon...

Is he your killer?

Are you taking him to Maigret?

Where are you taking him?

Lognon, is he a suspect?

Give us a name!

Did you get a good one?

His hat was hiding his face.

Get back to the paper quickly

and then come back here.

If that old grouch Lognon from

Montmartre is bringing a man to the

Quai des Orfevres

and that man is hiding his face in

front of us, it can mean only one

thing. They've got him.

No, if that was the killer,

he'd be in handcuffs.

No. I think they've got him.

Constable Mazet. Welcome

to the Quai des Orfevres.

Would you like a beer?

Thank you, sir.

What do we do now?

We see if the Press take the bait.

Let's hope they do, Maigret.

Let's hope they do.

Here he comes.

Who have you got in there, Chief

Inspector? Is that man a suspect?

Someone with whom I've been having

a conversation.

A witness? I have nothing to tell

you. Do you have him under arrest?

Gentlemen, I have no announcement

to make.

Who is he, Maigret? Who's the

killer, Maigret? How long you gonna

keep him in custody?

Want a cigarette?

No.

Is that for Maigret?

Tell me what you see.

There's a young man. Get a

description.

Tell us what you see in there.

Go through the dates one more time!

February...

Just put it on the table.

That's it. Thank you.

February the 2nd!

What did you see in there?

Who was in there? Janvier? Maigret?

There's nothing more to say

at this stage.

What the hell is going on, Maigret?

Why did you not contact me

about this?

An arrest an important as this?

There has been no arrest.

Have the journalists made this up?

They've watched certain comings and

goings and have made assumptions.

You'd better explain, Maigret.

Because the first thing

the Minister of Interior did

was ring up this office.

Sir, I have 200 plain-clothed

officers

taking up positions on every street

in Montmartre,

checking into hotels under pseudonyms

and sitting in restaurants and bars.

Why?

Because I believe that the killer

will not be able to stand by

and watch someone else arrested and

given credit for his crimes.

I think he'll strike again

and I think he'll strike tonight.

You've set up this whole operation

without telling me? Yes, sir.

But I'm taking complete

responsibility for it.

I don't like this, Maigret.

Neither do I.

But I have to try to draw him out

before he kills again.

What do I say to the Minister?

Say nothing.

If this goes wrong...

..I won't back you.

My belief is that the killer will

try to show us he's still out there.

Lapointe, I want 12 volunteers

from the womens section

to walk around Montmartre alone

tonight.

Alone? I want them to be trained

in self-defence,

and, like the victims, I want them

to be above-average height

and brown-haired.

Thank you.

You want them to be attacked?

He hasn't made a mistake yet, Chief.

If we do our job, they'll be safe.

Police judiciaire?

This is your number.

Your route's on here.

Don't stick to it rigidly.

Do normal things...

Number four, the hair's too light.

..go into a shop...

I'll replace her.

..have a drink,

have a conversation...

There will be men in plain clothes

on the streets

You won't know who they are,

but they're armed.

And they'll protect you.

Any questions?

We won't let anyone harm you.

Take care.

Check your routes...and good luck.

Hello.

Now there are five murders,

my editor wants me to do an article

on Jack the Ripper.

I'm sure he does.

Drawing parallels.

Between Montmartre and Whitechapel.

Jack's five and your five.

Between Inspector Abberline

of Scotland Yard and you.

Abberline was haunted all his life

for not protecting these women.

As an old man,

he wrote letters to the newspapers

coming up with new theories.

The murders he had to deal with

were very different to this.

I don't see a difference.

I see the old story of a man

who is afraid of women.

I see the same disgust.

A man who is unable to see a woman

as a human being.

You haven't got him,

have you, Maigret?

I have nothing to tell you.

Ooooh!

The streets feel different tonight.

Everyone thinks they're safe now

that we've locked someone up.

It's not gonna happen tonight,

is it, Chief?

I know he's out there.

Let's go round again.

Help me!

Help me!

Stop!

Is she hurt?

Did anybody see him?

No. I think Lognon's after him.

What happened?

He got away, Chief.

Tell your men to keep looking.

Yes, Chief.

I'm going back to the Quai.

Keep me informed. Chief.

Lognon. The Press.

That's far enough. Get back, please!

What's your name?

Marthe Jusserand.

Police Officer Marthe

Jusserand...sir.

Did you get a good look at him,

Marthe?

For a second, sir.

For a second his face was close

to mine, but...

..I don't think I'd recognise him,

sir.

You saw the knife?

A small knife.

What was he wearing?

A dark suit. And...

..he had brown hair, I think.

I don't know. I'm...I'm sorry,

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