The Gazebo Page #5
What?
-Make yourself at home.
Indeed!
We're almost there.
We have to get him out.
There's no time for that.
I can't go on.
-We have to get him out.
Why do you look at me like that?
-Never put mustard on the salami.
It's a crime.
The key. I'll get it.
Well, dear man, how do you feel now?
-Better than in the clock, isn't it?
Stop the comedy.
Poor Riri, killed by crazy people.
Come out.
-He can't.
Come out, Brisebard.
-The gendarmerie's on the phone.
Tonelotti's van is in
the back of our garden.
Yes, stay there. I'm coming.
And?
-They found Le duc's car.
Inside it were Riri's things
and 32 thousand francs.
Then I think...
-Don't think, I'm in a hurry.
Brisebard.
Come here.
I want to apologise. It was clearly a
case of criminals killing each other.
Riri was ambushed after he came here
and the smartest one kept the money.
As for Riri's corpse... we'll search
the entire region until we find it.
It's easy to hide a corpse
for a professional killer.
Only for a professional...
-Yes.
I apologise again. If you need anything,
please let me know at phone number 17.
It's number 14.
-14 is the telegraph.
What about the fire department then?
-The fire department's 18.
If you need information, press 12.
Goodbye.
And you almost lost hope.
-Tonelotti!
The trunk!
My trunk.
Where's my trunk, Mr Tonelotti.
My trunk.
Antoine, stop.
-My trunk.
Antoine.
-Where's my trunk?
The bastard.
-You should have let me deal with it.
You really don't want a drink?
-Never on duty.
Alright then...
Mr Brisebard?
-Yes.
Mrs Brisebard.
-Yes.
Is this your trunk?
-No.
Yes, it's yours.
Come have a look.
Look well. It's yours.
It says so.
Now that you mention it.
-See?
It was found on a public road,
so we're returning it.
If we didn't have the police...
-Indeed, madam.
I'm glad to have been of service.
It was our pleasure.
I'm quite a fan of yours, your talent.
But I don't go to the theatre often.
Tickets are expensive, unfortunately.
-From now on, it's free for you.
Madam... madam...
We're going!
I can go to the rehearsal
after all.
And him in there?
What about him?
You have a lot of time to
think about it.
You have such a lively
imagination.
Brisebard! Brisebard!
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