The Hands of Orlac Page #5

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disagreement continues. Why?

Do you think it's possible for you

to obtain from the french autorities

the criminal's dossier of a man

named Vasseur, Louis Vasseur?

Vasseur, the Parisian strangler?

He was guillotined

almost a year ago.

- That's the point.

- Tell me Dr...

Don't you think you should

see a psychiatrist?

- You're a reporter?

- Yes, that's it...

- I can hide in a corner if you prefer.

- Mr Felix love reporters.

Especially when they're beautiful like you.

- He's on stage. I will tell him later.

- I'm not in a hurry. Thank you.

- I'd like to take a closer look. How can I get on stage?

- Through the small door there.

Hey Miss!

So, my number? It's smoking, huh?

Sure but the smoke makes me cough.

We need to talk, man.

Can you leave us alone

please, Miss Li-Lang?

Oh, damn!

- Am I disturbing you Mrs Vasseur?

- You?

- You're wrong Mrs. My name is

not Vasseur. -I can't say I'm surprised.

Go away!

- Visits are not allowed backstage.

- Neither are they at my home. I'm only being polite returning your call.

It must be a mistake. We never met before.

Maybe in another world then

since you believe in the Hereafter.

Here is the proof

that gives me reason.

I'm taking back the hands of my

husband if you agree.

Listen Mrs Orlac.

If you want I can help you.

- Really? -I keep my mouth shut

since I met Neron years ago.

- Because he frightens me.

- Why are you his accomplice then?

It's him who made up all that story.

He never met Vasseur of course.

But it became more than a blackmail

for him, now it's a diabolical game.

Why choosing us?

You're rich and your

husband is famous.

Neron is jealous like crazy.

He's a monster.

I'm at his mercy.

We could squeeze one of

Li-Lang's dances.

No, Li-Lang is a beautiful girl.

And there's never enough

cheap thrills in our trade.

But your cheap old tricks are not

entertaining anyone nowadays.

The audience prefer your partner's

sexy waist to your conjuring tricks.

I see.

- What can I do? -I give you the

opportunity to escape from Neron.

Change sides, help us and you

will be the winner at the end.

He will kill me Mrs Orlac.

Or let's make a deal. If you want me to

talk you must have me protected by police.

Agreed.

Thank you.

In the end you're

a nice girl Li-Lang.

Mr Orlac will be very grateful to you.

You think so?

What's that noise?

You should go now.

He could come back any minute now.

- I'm going to Scotland Yard immediately.

- Hurry up. I have a bad feeling.

Take the door on your right

at the corridor's end.

You changed perfume?

I do that sometimes.

Maybe its name is Love

or maybe it's the same Faithful?

- What did Felix tell you?

- He prefer your heels to my talent.

- Even if mine is unbreakable.

- You mean it breaks nothing.

- You want me to cut it short?

- You would do that? -Maybe

but there's nothing much

left to cut except you.

- What are you going to do then?

- I have an idea.

The audience will have its share

of cheap thrills this time.

- You could let me know at least.

- Who lives will see.

It's just a way of speech.

Hello?

Here it's Wagram-27-80.

I give you my number Mr Orlac

before you hang off the telephone.

But you will call me later Mr Orlac.

You will call your friend

Neron to learn more.

And you want to learn more, aren't you?

- Hello?

- What do you have to say?

- Let's end this now.

- Of course.

I knew you'd call back.

Your wife persuaded the right people.

It's for tonight Mr Orlac.

If you don't react now you'll

wake up in an asylum tomorrow.

Forewarned is forearmed.

To whom belong the fingerprints

taken from your case?

- I'd rather... -They are Stephen

Orlac's fingerprints, aren't they?

Since you know...

Mrs Orlac is your niece I believe?

- My goddaughter too.

- She's just out of here.

Louise?

Inspector Geller, explain

to Mr Decrochance.

I've received your

niece ten minutes ago.

She was over-excited.

She talked to me about a stage

magician named Neron.

Her story sounded

rather incoherent at first.

Then I thought about it and talked

with ther Superlntendant.

I deduced that this guy Neron

had to be interrogated.

And tonight.

Stephen Orlac is in a very

serious psychological condition.

We have to neutralize his morbid inhibitions,

to save him from himself before it's too late.

It's you the psychiatrist, Doctor.

- You're in the best place to do that.

- Comparing his fingerprints

with Vasseur's we could have given

him the definitive proof that

his hands and the stangler's hands

have nothing in common.

Excellent idea but unfortunately

here is Interpol's answer.

But this message is very important.

We have to warn my niece at once.

Hello?

It's you godfather?

I'm happy to hear you.

I tried to call you too.

Scotland Yard?

I'm back from there.

Yes, I told them.

But I think they didn't believe me.

So they're going to do something

at last? It's not too soon.

Yes he's a devilish guy.

He must be closed at once.

He must be stopped from doing evil.

So it was true?

Hello? Hello? Louise?

The line has been cut.

Get the car ready, quick.

It's me. Open the door.

Where is Louise?

Louise, what happened?

He could have killed me but he

didn't do it. He didn't do it.

Stephen loves me, he loves

me as much as before.

Where is Stephen?

He killed her!

Let's go!

My wife! I almost

killed her because of you!

Break the door.

Come on, get him away.

It wasn't very polite from you leaving so suddenly

earlier but I still have something to tell you.

I'm following you.

You must learn now

what I have to tell you.

I'm not under arrest?

By the devil, for what reason?

My hands...

I'm not their master anymore.

Here, Mr Orlac. Read this.

Louis Vasseur's criminal record

could not be sent to us

because french authorities have

decide to re-open the case.

To rehabilitate him, Mr Orlac.

Another man has confessed the crime

for which Vasseur paid the hard way.

- He was innocent.

- Louis Vasseur...

innocent.

Yes, his hands were pure.

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