The Swimming Pool Page #4

light blue cotton shirt,

folded on an aluminium coffee table.

As you see, it's quite detailed.

- Do you agree with the police?

- Yes.

- Did you see Mr. Lannier in the evening?

- Yes, of course.

- You, too, I suppose.

- Sure.

What did Mr. Lannier wear

when he left for St. Tropez?

Did he have blue trousers on?

Yes.

And blue shirt?

I think so.

- You are not sure?

- Not really.

How about you, sir?

I don't know. I wasn't

paying attention. Maybe.

No problem, doesn't matter.

You slept downstairs in the living room

that night, right?

- Yes. It's more calm down there.

- Can I have a look around?

Yes, of course.

Still, when Mr. Lannier

hit the gate with his car,

you didn't hear a thing?

No, nothing. I took a sleeping pill.

We've been asked all this.

Of course, I know,

but I have to conduct some

more investigation in the case.

I have to tell you, you are

not really helpful.

Let's see.

We know that Mr. Lannier

has drowned in the pool.

But how?

- While he was swimming, right?

- Yes, while he was swimming.

With his watch on?

Do you often swim wearing a watch?

I do. Mine is waterproof.

Mr. Lannier's wasn't.

It's a quality golden watch.

Maybe he forgot about it.

I heard, he had been drinking.

That's true.

He was seen drinking a lot.

Drinking and dancing.

You are right. He must have forgotten it.

Good, I am leaving.

If you remember anything,

a detail, please, let me know.

- What detail?

- I don't know. Maybe you know.

Are you staying for a while?

We'd like to leave as soon as possible.

I'm sorry, but

I'd like to ask you to stay

until the case is closed.

- Does it take long?

- A few days.

Miss Lannier can go home

to her mother, of course.

All right. See you soon.

Excuse me...

Good bye.

Hello?... Hi Fred.

Yes, we're doing fine.

Marianne, too, slowly.

I don't know exactly,

it depends.

Yes, yes.

We're not moving out.

Right. Bye.

It was Fred.

He may come over in the afternoon.

Not him again!

- Good afternoon, miss.

- Good afternoon.

- You didn't leave?

- No.

Do I remember correctly,

your mother is picking you up?

No, Jean-Paul takes me home.

Mr. Leroy?

Excuse me. I must talk

with the lady alone. May I?

Good afternoon, madame, miss...

I am back. Good afternoon.

- Can we talk privately?

- Shall we go in?

No. It's better here.

Come.

How long have you been

together with Mr. Leroy?

More than two years.

I was just informed, that

he's taking Miss Lannier home.

That's the way it should be.

- Have you been thinking since yesterday?

- No.

I have.

I was thinking about the watch story.

There is another part in the report.

The policemen noticed that

Mr. Lannier's pockets were empty.

Completely empty.

No tobacco pieces, no coins,

nothing.

And no sweat stains.

Everything was clean,

looked freshly washed.

Although Mr. Lannier

drank a lot that night.

Did he dance a lot?

You know, he may very well

have been pushed into the pool.

Then his clothes could have been hidden,

replaced by some other.

The result would be the same.

Did you have a close relationship

with Mr. Lannier?

I have known him for a long time.

Have you ever been his lover?

Yes.

But that was four years ago.

Was it a public affair,

I mean

did Mr. Leroy know about it?

He suspected something, but...

Hasn't Mr. Lannier been trying to

approach you in the past few days?

Not really.

Maybe it's nothing.

Hello, Mr. Leroy.

Sorry for disturbing you again.

- Are you closing the case?

- Yes, I think, I hope.

- Have you found anything new?

- No, nothing.

Can we leave then?

- Soon. I hope.

- But when?

Maybe tomorrow.

Latest on the day after tomorrow.

- I'll let you know. Good bye.

- Bye.

- Hi.

- Hi.

We don't talk to

each other any more?

Why do you say this?

You haven't talked to me since morning.

And what should I say?

I've been thinking about him

all the time since he died. And you?

Me too.

I watch you,

watch you eat, walk,

answer the phone.

It's like this is the first time I see you.

Now that the investigation is over,

when are you leaving?

Why do you think it's over?

Did the inspector say something?

- No.

- What did he say?

Nothing.

... but you know, Harry's clothes,

the ones we found by the pool,

he didn't wear them that night

according to the inspector.

What makes him think that?

They were clean, no sweat,

no nothing.

And his shirt

wasn't blue, it was white.

I remember now.

I remember very well.

He says

Harry may have been

pushed into the pool

and drowned.

Then his clothes were changed.

He says he may have been murdered.

He believes it was you who killed him.

Understand?

No.

That's why he came back.

He's looking for evidence.

What evidence?

Well

maybe simply

some used clothes

hidden in a corner.

- Have you found them?

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

Are we disturbing?

We thought we would drop by.

Good evening. Take a seat.

Can I bring you something to drink?

- Whatever you have.

- Beer? Coke? Scotch?

- Beer will be fine.

- For me, too.

I'd like a Coke.

Have you read the article

from yesterday?

His name was spelt with one 'n'.

It's not a very good picture of him.

But it's him.

- What does it say?

- Nothing special.

- Where's Penelope?

- Outside, or maybe in her room.

- Is she staying with you?

- No, she goes home to her mother.

- And your vacation?

- We go home, of course.

Bye. Thank you.

Good night.

Have you found the clothes?

We were there.

He was drunk.

Wanted to hit me.

Then he fell in... Alone.

All by himself.

Then I don't know what happened to me.

I went crazy.

Come. Don't stay here.

Tell me.

Nothing else happened, this is all.

I didn't let him come out of the water.

You should have told me.

What do we do now?

Penelope must leave.

You tell her gently.

She'll listen to you.

Promise her you'll meet later.

I don't ask you because of me,

but because of her,

only because of her.

Calm down.

Harry's clothes...

Where have you put them?

I thought...

Into the basement,

under the logs.

I didn't believe a word

of what he said.

Can I ask you something?

Yes?

How did my father die?

Drowned.

It was really an accident.

Bye Pen.

Bye.

I have no reason to keep you here.

I hope you know

what you are doing.

I have some information

about Mr. Leroy.

He once tried to commit suicide.

I didn't know about it.

Have you been thinking about

what I told you last time?

- Yes.

- And you haven't found anything?

- Nothing.

You know, a case is

never fully closed.

A closed file can open up again.

If you one day you regretted something...

No.

Don't say no.

You never know.

You can call me anytime.

Good bye, inspector.

Good bye, and good luck.

- Where are your luggages?

- Leave it, it's not necessary.

What?

Don't bother.

What do you mean?

Aren't you leaving?

I'm going by train.

Leave me alone.

Go away. Leave me alone.

Marianne!

Madame,

what shall I do with

the rest of the food?

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