Obsession Page #3

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And later, Paquita and Alex. And now,

the Giovanni's.

Alex was his stage name, his real name

was Alexandre Buisson.

Really?

Here's Mrs. Giovanni, Inspector.

Ask everyone to come down in 15 minutes,

and refrain from any comments.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

- Me?

- It's about Alexandre Buisson,

your partner.

- What happened to him?

- You have no idea?

No.

He was found murdered this night,

at 2:
30.

Alex?

- It's horrible!

- Isn't it?

Do you know anything?

Nothing, really.

Alexandre Buisson is almost a complete

stranger to me.

That's why I'd like to chat with you

a little.

- Now?

- While it's still quiet.

- I'll be right away.

- Is your husband in?

Yes. He's asleep.

I'm sorry to disturb him but I'd like

to speak with him too.

Would you please ask him to join you?

Aldo.

The police is here.

The police?

- Don't pretty up, come as you are.

- We're coming.

You'll find your change of clothes

in the closet. Hurry up!

Hurry up, they are waiting.

What did you do after work last night?

- Me?

- Don't repeat my questions.

I left with my husband,

we went for a walk to see the city and

then returned to the hotel.

What time?

I don't know exactly...

maybe an hour and a half, maybe more.

And later?

Later?

I mean, you didn't go out again and

neither did your husband?

No.

So you didn't go out again last night?

No.

- Don't you want to know where the body

was found? - I do.

In a blind alley,

right by the circus.

I'd pay a lot to know what happened

at the site of the murder.

You were saying?

Nothing.

You were closely connected to

the victim.

- Do you know anyone who could be

interested in... - No.

No dear friends, no jealous husbands,

no sordid details?

OK. Please, come closer.

Do you recognize it? That was in his

pockets.

Do you see anything missing?

The money.

That's it.

No trace of money, neither on him, nor

at the hotel.

We were paid last night.

Alex should have had on him about

150,000 francs.

So he went out to be robbed by the

first person he met.

You think so?

Absolutely not.

Who knew that Alex was carrying that

amount with him?

Someone who knew him or was

aware of it.

Who would kill him to rob him...

Think about it for a second...

Who'd attack a guy like Alex to steal

his money?

So?

Someone killed him first for a reason

yet unknown,

and then emptied his pockets

to disguise it as a murder for money.

Do you know what it is?

It's a revolver bullet,

one of the three fired by the murderer.

Alex was shot?

Three bullets. First in the face and

then in the jawbone.

It's amateurish.

The first wasn't enough, he didn't hear

the second,

and the third scared him.

And we haven't found the crime weapon.

Do you really have nothing to tell me?

Absolutely nothing.

Thank you.

Excuse me?

For what?

You were upset,

your heard nothing, Alex was your

friend - it took you by surprise.

It's all understandable.

Excuse me for dragging you out of bed,

I know you work late...

You spent the whole night with me.

You all know why I've gathered you here.

For those of you who don't know it yet,

I regret to inform you that your pal

Alex Buisson was murdered this night.

Everyone knows, that's good.

Inspector! As the one in charge of

this tour,

I hope you don't think that the

murderer is amongst us...

As a police inspector, I don't think

anything - it should be known...

I'm just searching.

Mr. Giovanni.

Please, wait a moment, I'll call you.

And nobody leaves the room.

Why did you say that?

We came back home together around 2 am

after a walk around the city.

It's stupid.

- Will you stop it, please?

- Jrme! Paul!

Jrme, come here!

You're still buttoned up at this time

of night!

They turn the house upside down.

I have to ask you for another effort.

All the men, just men, come with me to

the police station

for a little check of your timeline.

The women can be dismissed.

Gentlemen, come here, please.

Not so loud!

Xavier! Jrme! Come here!

- Can you give me another coin, please?

- What?

- Stop it, will you?

- When is Dad coming back from prison?

Hold your tongue! No way, Dad is going

to prison.

He's just talking to the inspector -

it's not the same thing.

He's just working like everybody else.

You call this just working?

Don't lose your head because our men

have to spend a day at the station.

Here's Barnat.

Mr. Barnat!

- So you're here?

- How is it?

OK. Just a little argument with

a jeweller.

He said one of our troupe bought some

jewelry and didn't pay - I don't get it.

But this is not about jewelry...

Anyway, it wasn't me.

Marco!

- Any news?

- It's completely crazy.

This story about 150 grand...

Nobody kills for 150 grand.

How can it be? We know each other well.

We're honest people.

What about Aldo and the others?

It's just him and Bernardin there now.

They probably made the strongest

impression.

It's a mess over there.

- Well, so long.

- So long.

A tribe.

- It's a group of people with common

customs and territory. - Very good.

Why do you look so preoccupied today?

How many are left in there?

Only the two of ours.

Just two? They won't be long.

That jewelry story, can you imagine?

Put yourself in the police's shoes... if

they know something that could help...

Shut up, please.

- What's matter?

- Nothing, just be quiet for a while.

Didn't you see Barnat and the others?

It's a good news, our husbands will

follow soon.

- Aldo.

- What did I tell you?

Aldo!

What about Louis?

They aren't finished with him yet?

They're interrogating him once more.

And you?

What about me?

Is it over?

- How much do I owe you?

- When will they let him out?

Are you going back with us, Arlette?

No, I want to wait for him here.

I think it's useless for tonight.

It's impossible.

It can't be true... They can't keep

people there under the pretext...

It's not legal.

Let's go.

We'll rejoin you at the hotel.

But why? Why?

Don't worry, Louis didn't do anything.

There's nothing to worry about.

Let's go. Get up.

Why aren't we waiting for Dad?

- He dines with friends.

- What friends?

His friends... there.

Think again, Aldo. It's almost a breach

of contract.

- It can't be any worse than that,

Mr. Barnat... - All troubles at once -

Alex is dead, Bernardin is in prison,

you two in Paris, and I'm in a mess.

Well, it's a tough break.

- The first tough break was here.

- Yes, but isn't it over now?

- Are you done with yours?

- I'll take these.

And what do you say?

She agrees with me.

He can't, Mr. Barnat. He really can't.

Last week you were ready to start over!

I was wrong and you were right -

I need more training.

I'm innocent! I'm innocent!

I'm innocent!

Come on, let's split!

This is horrible.

There's a spreader bar left, near

the counter.

What are you looking for?

The spreader bar.

I told you, it's near the counter.

What's the matter with you?

- Answer me.

- Nothing. It'll pass.

- Do you want to stay here?

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