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They'll say Yago did this or that...

anything!

Vague, worthless statements

that'll create unrest!

They sent him

and beat him up

to turn a witness into a martyr!

They left him hospitalised

yet able to talk!

You admit I was beaten

and didn't fall?

You realise what perjury means?

It's not perjury!

I wanted to help, but if I'd known...

Told ya so! Why'd ya get involved?

Weren't ya alright at home?

Eat!

Suppose you say

you slipped on an orange peel?

I didn't slip!

Why're ya so pigheaded?

Listen to me for once!

The 1st and last time!

- Like always!

- Really the last time!

Say you slipped and we got

no troubles. You won't go to prison.

I'll send others to prison!

I got 'em!

Yago and his picture!

Who sent ya?

The cops or your daughter?

Yes, it's me!

Ya wanna ruin my home?

Mama, leave!

Leave us alone!

- Don't argue!

- Go outside!

Ya hate me

'cause I've succeeded in life!

You and your husband hate me!

Never mind him!

You've caused him enough trouble!

Ya wanna ruin my life!

When Papa died,

I hoped you'd take his place.

I needed protection. You neglected me

and never took me anywhere!

You preferred soccer... and slobs

like Yago! See what it's got ya!

Prison, maybe... for perjury!

And my husband'll lose his job!

Come here... Listen!

You hear a guy's gonna be killed.

Ya don't believe it.

Then ya hear he's dead.

Would you tell the cops?

That's all I did, to help them.

Help who?

To help the cops find the murderer.

You're helping the others!

What do you want?

Your mother sent me. I'm a reporter.

I'll tell you what truly happened

'cause you print just anything!

Sure?

He wasn't hit. Either he slipped

or felt dizzy and fell

or else leftists hit him

to create trouble.

So say the police!

They say he's crazy

but can't prove it. Can you?

- No, I can't!

- Then why try?

I never said that!

He's stubborn as a mule!

He never changes his mind!

If he doesn't,

the inquest'll continue!

What if he is crazy?

And had epilepsy as a baby?

Tell him you and your husband

are rightwingers

and how ya got your jobs!

Yes, I do belong!

The cop!

- She woke him.

- Sleeping?

Pictures?

For the Press?

That's no good!

But that way people'll see

you were slugged

to keep you from saying

something important. See?

They'll beat me again?

They won't dare!

You're famous now!

But the Press must talk about you!

Tell me who saw you here...

your sister, the judge...

The General! He can't stand me!

I wanted to help

and got a cold shoulder!

They asked if I was a Commie!

- Are you?

- No! I only like soccer!

We'll be on the front page

for a week!

Sorry!

Who was it?

I know him!

And you're a cardiac case?

It's an old fracture!

Name and profession?

Any convictions?

- 4 times.

- 4!

Yes, 4!

Carrying arms illegally,

public outrage,

theft... and rape.

Rape?

Not really!

I was counselor at a boy scout camp.

Why were you in the hospital?

The Head of Security put him there.

My client has a weak heart.

The police doctor certified it.

I know but why the plaster cast

and a cane like a club?

It's 'cause of an old fracture.

I was broke when it happened.

I needed X-rays and 10 days in bed.

and I starve!

It was a rich man's fracture!

The rich get a cold.

A week in bed!

For the poor, a fracture means

work or the grave!

So I had it seen to

while I was in the hospital!

Where were you that night?

At the Chinaman's with Yago till 10.

You see Yago often?

We're friends and cousins.

Was he drunk?

Yago drinks a lot!

The Chinaman told him

not to take the Kamikaze.

I got in back and fell asleep.

The shock and the yells woke me.

I thought we were in a ditch

but we were still going!

Then a guy leaped onto the Kamikaze

as lithe and fierce as a tiger.

He grabbed me and threw me off!

In the street!

He leaped like...?

- A tiger.

- Before that?

Lithe and fierce.

Yago used the same words.

Yet he didn't see him.

A simple coincidence!

They haven't met since the accident.

The police can swear to it.

Continue!

I was in the street

and almost got run over!

Then?

I went home.

Next day when I read the papers,

I went to the cops

who put me in hospital.

There he got lost in the halls

and met that reporter...

...by accident.

That agrees with the other testimony.

Yet one phrase makes me wonder.

It could change my investigation.

You're a Red!

You and Yago too!

Something you said

makes me think so.

"The rich get a cold. A week in bed!

"For the poor, a fracture

means work or the grave."

You gave yourself away.

I hate the communists!

Words! I want proof!

Only a Red would say such a thing.

I belong to an anti-communist group.

Yago too!

What one?

CROC! Christian Royalist

Organisation on Communism!

You created a storm!

Vago's jailed for collusion

and that means premeditation!

The judge believed you

and found out...

Vago and Yago belong

to a secret society!

- Secret?

- Yes, the CROC!

Anybody knows that!

The cops use 'em

to keep order at parades!

You've nothing to fear now.

But in a year I'll be forgotten.

No one can touch you.

Know anyone

who'd show me CROC members?

I'd pay.

- Sure, it's them!

- So help me!

Know anyone?

Yes.

But don't say I told ya!

It's Dumas!

He was born in Russia.

CROC's got a hold on him

'cause of trouble with his brother.

He'd like to get to Germany,

so if you can get him

a passport...

I can get one through my newspaper.

- Pictures?

- Here.

I've kept my promise.

Now it's your turn.

Don't like it?

Sure!

The questions?

Does CROC meet regularly?

Where?

At a guy's place on the edge of town.

Are there many of you?

Sometimes.

- What goes on?

- The boss talks.

Religion and the monarchy are

the 2 pillars of our eternal land

and Western Christian civilisation.

If ya don't listen, ya get no work.

What else?

In Russia a worker can't strike

or believe in God

or have his own house and garden.

He's crushed

by a totalitarian regime.

You agree?

I even read it in the papers.

The individual belongs to the State.

Yago went to the meetings?

Always.

They'd talk about capitalists.

No more capitalists or workers

or Left or Right.

A unified people is what we need!

We need a clean sweep!

Starting with the intellectual scum!

The bookstore next door!

He'd talk

about political youth groups.

What'd he say?

Unite the youth...

And give them a common ideal!

Abroad, some say

"Make love, not war!"

We say "Make war

"on corruption and on liberalism

"and on indiscriminate liberty!"

I say OK, but I don't give a damn.

And Yago?

He agrees 'cause he wants

to pay off his Kamikaze.

Now he'll be able to. Easy!

He killed the senator?

You said no accusations!

No, I'm paying!

Never!

But you can point 'em out to me

for some photos!

That's what you wanted?

The 3 on the pickup...

The butcher's involved.

The fat guy owns the bar

where we meet.

The barber.

The mechanic and the 2 in black.

- In khaki...

- Him?

An ex-boxer

who lived in the US a while.

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