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In the yard, the boss... an officer

during the German occupation.

The fig seller, a loud mouth, always

up in front for the rough stuff!

Some figs, please.

He sells his blood and gets

a good price in case of emergencies.

He got rich selling

one of his eyes to an American.

He doesn't attend meetings anymore.

His sight's bad so he sells blood.

Not him?

Him?

Them?

No?

It looks like him...

He hit me twice!

Even in the ambulance!

Write that in the margin!

Publish it in your paper!

Sign the caption!

Publish it!

But not in your paper!

In a big daily paper!

For more readers...

- And money!

- Money!

In my paper tomorrow! I'll give

the inquest judge my photos.

Don't you want to be efficient?

In a local leftist paper,

no one'll see it!

In mine, it's sensational news!

Ya recognised me?

Ya dishonored me!

Ya made me out to be a gangster!

I wasn't at that demonstration!

I got nothin' to do with politics!

Politics are a lot of crap!

Let him be!

Leave!

I'm the judge.

Well?

I'm on the front page!

Mr Pirou says I hit him

at the demonstration!

I wasn't there! I got witnesses!

Politics are a lot of crap!

I was at the market with my figs!

Your picture's in what paper?

I forget! It arrives

from the capital at 10:00!

I can't read... very easy.

The news vendor showed it to me

and read it to me!

At the market

they think I'm a hoodlum!

I wanted an explanation, man to man!

From the capital?

Still recognise me?

I said, what paper?

The papers that arrive

from the capital at 10:00.

This morning they didn't.

The mail plane was fogged in.

Who told you to say all this?

Yes...

I hit him.

But...

...I had to!

Somebody forced me to!

Who? His name?

I can't tell you. He's too big!

Too important! I can't!

He told me about it.

Barone, your picture's

in one of the capital's papers!

Mine?

One that arrives at 10!

So at 10:
45

you go see Pirou at the hospital.

Raise hell! Say you're innocent!

Scream and shout!

Reporters'll be there.

Now tell me again?

I rush to the hospital...

Get outta here!

...to see Pirou.

But tell me his name!

I can't! He's too big!

Alright. Follow me, please.

I'm innocent!

I only wanted to testify!

It's all leftwing politics!

This important man...

He helped you?

Yes, in my work and for my birds.

They wake the neighbors.

I was gonna have to move!

But my birds are pretty!

You should see 'em, Judge!

He helped me in my work too.

My market permit and all that.

The day of the accident

you saw him?

Yes, Jimmy said

"The head's downstairs."

He was in his car.

Get in!

You know it's tonight?

Impossible!

I got some figs due in!

They gotta be uncrated.

To sell them, you need a stand?

I got one.

And you need a permit?

I got one.

But for how much longer?

- 6 months.

- And who renews permits?

He does?

Yes.

Then he dropped us off.

Do a good job tonight.

I'm counting on you.

You'll get a permanent permit and

maybe a new house, for your birds!

I said "Colonel, I'll do my best."

The police colonel?

Yes!

Let's start at the beginning.

Can you come in, Deputy?

Prolonging the inquest

gives the opposition

fuel for subversive action.

- You've sided with them?

- It's not a prolongation.

It's a totally new case.

Some points are awkward

but the case is clear!

On the contrary.

We began with an accident

and 2 drunks...

Some ice, dear!

Their testimony

coincides in detail.

Confirmed by the Chinaman!

Next day, the autopsy says

death was due to a blow by a club.

A 2nd autopsy will say no,

and a confirmation'll disprove

the initial autopsy!

I'd had no time

to examine this new theory

when a witness says

it was an assassination.

Based on a vague discussion!

On his way to see me,

the witness is clubbed

- and is still in the hospital!

- What do you mean?

I'm only stating facts.

Then comes the reporter. He's not

a militant and that's important!

I learn

Yago and Vago belong to CROC,

the Christian Royalist...

I know, I know...

...along with the assailant

of the 2nd senator

and most of those

at the demonstration.

It seems the police know

and use them as auxiliaries

to maintain order for state visits.

That's yet to be proven,

like the fact

that the Police Col.

drove this man

to the demonstration.

Really!

He wouldn't be involved

with such a person!

Not openly! No one'll believe it!

My conclusion is this:

As a case of drunken driving,

it's simple

but impossible.

If we accept

the premeditated act of a group

aided or simply abetted

by the police,

it all becomes clear

and fits together.

This is serious!

I must phone the Minister!

I favor the accident theory.

Premeditated, if you wish

by 2 drunken fanatics.

Yes, you don't smoke!

You must settle this quickly!

The country, even the whole world

is watching and waiting.

Our country's honor is at stake!

Don't bother with these fools!

Your future lies before you!

This case can either make...

...or break your career!

Trust in my experience!

My group is authorised by the State.

We are honest citizens,

healthy elements of Society,

anti-bodies

in the fight against infection.

We want to protect

Western Christian civilisation.

But it is a moral struggle.

No members of my group

were at the demonstration.

Where were you that night?

I was at the Dockers' Union.

Alibi confirmed.

I was playing cards with my dentist.

Confirmed.

I'm a baker.

I slept till midnight at my shop!

Alibi confirmed.

I was at the Chinaman's.

Confirmed.

At the Chinaman's.

Confirmed.

I played cards with my dentist.

Confirmed.

That's not you at the demonstration?

It does look like me.

Indicted for perjury...

...along with those

who confirmed his alibi!

Plus obstructing justice!

Take him away!

Witness 27 has died

of a heart attack.

He owned the CROC meeting hall.

Earlier you stated Yago

hit you with a club

like a police billy-club.

- Do you maintain that?

- Yes, Judge.

The Att.-Gen. says he phoned you

that the senator's life

had been threatened.

Your superiors

never got his message.

Yes, I forgot to tell them.

That's a serious error!

I'll answer to my superiors,

not to you, Judge.

That morning,

you were warned of death threats

against the senator.

Who told you about them?

A colleague's wife.

She can't tell us the name.

She'll have to.

The man says I can tell you.

He's waiting in the hall.

Bring him in.

His name's Coste.

- On the assassination day...

- The incident!

...he came to my office

to tell me of a conversation.

But he'll tell it to you better.

Don't mention me in the papers.

Not my name!

Why? Isn't your story true?

Yes, but I want no trouble.

If you do, come see me.

Wait in the hall, please.

Name and profession?

Ilya Coste, deliveryman.

On the assassination day...

Day of the incident!

An assassination's not yet proven.

The day of the incident was rainy...

I work myself to death

and the bank gets

half of what I earn!

Someone's calling you!

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