The Snorkel
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- 1958
- 74 min
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Signora? Signora Decker?
Guilio! Guilio!
Guilio! Guilio!
Guilio!
Ah, Mr. Wilson.
You have been very quick.
You know this lady,
of course?
Mrs. Decker.
Yes, I know her.
Suicide?
That is for
the inquest to say.
But you see, all the doors
and windows taped up,
the gas taps all turned on,
the doors locked
from the inside.
No one can go in or out.
Si, suicide, definitely.
Now this Mrs...
Decker.
Decker, si. She is English, is she not?
Yes, but she's
not a tourist.
She's been living here
for some time.
Si, si, I know.
We have her papers.
This is her villa, no?
Really, it belongs
to her husband.
of money on it.
It was in a bit of a mess
when Decker married her.
Expensive, hmm?
She could afford it.
Mr. Decker,
he is rich, too?
No, no,
I don't think so.
Oh.
The maid says he is away.
You know where?
No. He often goes away
for a few days on his own.
Do you know of
any reason why...
No, none at all.
They were a happy couple?
Yes, as far as I know.
Well, we'd better
find Mr. Decker.
Yes. Where is he?
He killed her!
Mummy!
I didn't know
there was a child.
Yes. I thought
she was in England.
Where's Paul?
You must find him.
I know he killed my mummy!
I'm Mr. Wilson, Candy,
from the British Consulate.
I knew your mother, and
there's nothing to worry about.
We'll soon find your father.
He's not my father.
My daddy's dead.
Now Paul has killed Mummy,
and you've let him get away.
It's not like that, Candy.
I imagine your mummy
was unhappy. She...
She wouldn't do
a thing like that,
not on the day
I was coming home.
It was Paul, he did it.
And he's got away.
No one has got away,
little girl.
It was necessary
to break down the door.
Since then, there is
someone here all the time.
If he was here at all,
he would be here still.
And you can see he is not.
But he must have been here.
Mummy couldn't
do a thing like that.
I know this has been
a terrible shock for you.
If you'll go downstairs
with this lady here,
I'll be down in a minute. We'll
talk about what we're going to do.
Candy!
Candy! Candy, my pet, why
did you have to come up here?
I'm Jean Edwards. I've come
from England with Candy.
What a terrible thing
to have happened.
Paul did it, Jean.
He killed Mummy.
Shh, my love! We'll talk
about it downstairs. Come on.
Come on, Toto!
Toto, come on.
You think I'm mad,
don't you?
They all thought I was mad
when I said he killed my daddy.
Poor kid.
She must think her stepfather
is an absolute monster.
Candy?
Is there anything you
would like me to get you?
No, thank you, Jean.
I must arrange somewhere
for us to stay.
Would you mind very much if
I leave you for a few minutes?
Then I'll just go and
telephone. I shan't be long.
Miss...
Edwards.
Miss Edwards, please.
One moment,
if you don't mind.
You know the
Decker family well?
Quite well, yes.
We understand, Mr. Decker,
he is away, writing.
You know of this perhaps?
Well, I know he went
away quite often.
Have you any idea
where he is now?
No, I haven't.
Oh.
Mrs. Decker, she was unhappy? Depressed?
I don't know.
I've only just arrived.
I know she didn't like it
when Mr. Decker was away.
She was very much
in love with him.
And the little girl,
she was perhaps jealous.
Well, it's been
a difficult situation.
She really must
hate her stepfather.
Yes, she thinks that
he killed her father.
Well, why she should
think this?
Well, she saw the
accident, didn't she?
Yes, it was when
she was eight.
They were all on
holiday together.
The two men took
a small boat fishing.
Candy went, too.
There was an accident,
and her father was drowned.
She saw it all.
Of course she must have
been crazy with grief,
but she was convinced
that Mr. Decker was to blame.
Poor child. Now she thinks
he killed her mother, too.
It was suicide?
There's no doubt?
No doubt at all.
Locked doors, all the gas taps
turned on, no doubt at all.
Well, there is nothing
more we can do here.
Thank you for your help,
Mr. Wilson.
That's all right,
Inspector.
I shall leave
a man on duty here
in case the husband
comes back.
If he contacts you, you will
tell me, please? Of course.
And you, too, please,
Signorina. Yes, I will.
I'll take you to a hotel.
You can't possibly stay here.
Thank you,
that would be very kind.
I'll just go and tell Candy.
All right, pet,
we're going soon.
Paul did it, Jean.
I know he did.
We'll talk about it later,
when we get to the hotel.
Come on.
Come on, Toto.
Bad luck, having this responsibility
thrust on you at the start of your holiday.
It isn't exactly a holiday.
I've known the Deckers
for some time.
We have an arrangement.
I take Candy off their hands for
a bit during the school holidays.
It's always
worked very well.
I see.
Hotel Europa.
Well, if there's anything else
I can do for you, just call me.
All right, thank you.
Anyway, I'll drop by
later this evening.
Fine.
Miss Edwards.
Telephone call for you.
You can take it
in the booth.
All right. Thank you.
Hello?
Jean Edwards speaking.
How did you get it?
It was delivered to
the house of Mrs. Decker
soon after we left,
addressed to the Signora.
We took the liberty of opening
it. I shall read it to you.
"Dear Madge," it starts, "I miss you
very much, but it is almost worth it.
"The book is coming along
marvelously.
"I hope to finish it by
tonight, but whether I do or not,
"I can't stand being away
from you any longer,
"so I'm going to start back
first thing in the morning.
"In fact, I may reach you
before this letter does.
"Longing to see you,
darling. Your own Paul. "
It's from a little place
across the French border.
If only it could have
arrived sooner.
It's no good wishing that,
I'm afraid.
Look, Inspector, I must get
to the villa before he does.
It'd be awful if he hears
about this from a stranger.
Yes, that would be very kind.
And please tell him I must
see him as soon as possible.
Yes, I'll tell him.
Goodbye.
Candy, will you be all right
if I leave you for a bit?
But you promised you were going
to talk to me about everything.
"As soon as we got
to the hotel," you said.
Well, not now, dear. Later. I must
go out just for a little while.
You just stay here quietly.
If Mummy was going to
do a thing like that,
she would have left me
a letter, wouldn't she?
There was no letter, pet.
That's what I mean.
It was Paul. You must
believe me. Please, Jean.
Paul was in France
when it happened.
How do you know?
Have they found him?
Look, darling, I can't
explain. Now I must go.
Now try and get some rest.
I won't be long.
I promise.
They don't believe me, Toto.
Just like
they didn't believe me
when I said I saw him holding Daddy
down when he fell from the boat.
The bubbles kept on
coming and coming,
till there weren't
any more bubbles.
We've got to find out, Toto.
We've got to find out!
Mr. Decker.
What can I say?
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