"Ladies and gentlemen, we are proud to present a serious social drama proving that vice is always punished." "...ladies and gentlemen we are proud to present a comedy of manners with a moral." "What are you doing?" "I'm the announcer!" "But that's my job!" "No, it's mine!" "Ladies and gentlemen pay no attention to them." "The play that follows is neither comedy nor drama." "It has no moral whatsoever..." "...and proves nothing at all." "The characters are neither heroes nor villains but plain people like you and me" "The three main ones are..." "HE, SHE... and THE OTHER GUY ...as usual." "HE is a nice, timid chap, not that young but much too naive." "His culture and sensitivity. so far above his milieu makes him look like a perfect fool." "SHE is a creature with a special brand of charm and a vulgarity all her own." "She is always sincere and she lies all the time." "As for THE OTHER GUY he's just plain Dede, nothing more." "And now, ladies and geltlemen, the show is about to begin!" "I am deeply moved to extend you, upon this happy occasion the respectful contratulations of the entire company..." "We are just one big family...." "which you manage like a father." "And I can assure you, Mr. Henriot, that the entire personnel of Henriot  Co lingerie dealer... on whose behalf I am speaking are proud of this award in recognition of your courageous efforts." "Gentlemen, to your health!" "As they say in the army, 'bottoms up!" "'" "That's a good one!" "Good old Legrand." "Always up to date." "He's the life of the party." "Good idea." "With Legrand, that will be a scream." "Listen, old chap, the evening is still young so here's what we decided to do." "He won't do it." "He's too scared of his wife." "No, no..." "I'd rather go right home." "The little woman gave you a midnight curfew, huh?" "I don't want any trouble at home and I'm not interested" "Such crass pleasures are beneath you." "No..." "I know it's possible to find nature in a bouquet of faded flowers or the forest in a vial of perfume or freedom in a few cocktails..." "But I feel that some dreams require solitude" "What a wet blanket you are, Legrand." "At times the illusion of love may outlast the image of a dingy room but awaken we must." "This is too deep for me." "What counts in life is having fun..." "...and to know the right people." "You'd better count me out." "You like to live it up." "I'm not very sociable." "Okay, old boy, do as you please." "But when it comes to quitters, you take the cake." "I'm awfully sorry, Mr. Andreou, but..." "It would have been more fun with him." "Don't go sulking, 'cause I won't go for it." "I ain't sulking, Dede." "Want me to slap you one?" "I can tell when you're sulking." "You'll get your money tomorrow." "I need it tonight." "I can't see old Marchal at this hour." "You always got excuses..." "Are you hurt?" "Forgive me..." "I was passing by." "You hurt him." "I'll take you home." "We can't just leave him here..." "He'll catch pneumonia." "I don't have money for a taxi." "It's your fault." "It's nothing, darling." "The old guy took you by surprise." "We'll take you home." "You'll go to bed... you'll go to sleep... and you'll be fine." "No, wait here." "I'll be right down." "I'm sick of hanging around with such a dopey dame." "Either you make out with this guy, or we're through." "Yes, Dede, I promise..." "if that's what you want." "I bumped into a door." "He's much better." "Which way are you going?" "Towards Barbes..." "May I come with you?" "Of course." "Maybe we can walk... it's not far." "He's got good manners and he can be nice when he wants to." "And yet?" "..." "Oh, he knows how to behave but he gets carried away." "He gets excited, you know what I mean?" "Yes, I know what you mean." "Just yesterday he was wishing he could buy me pretty dresses." "I wouldn't look so bad then..." "You're fine the way you are." "...and he's got talent." "You should see his imitation of Maruice Chevalier only he hasn't got any connections, so I've got to help him." "You help him?" "Sure... we've been together three years." "That's like being married, ain't it?" "Will I see you again?" "I'll write you." "Where should I write?" "In care of the post office ...Maurice Legrand." "I'm a married man, you see." "Which post office?" "Place Vintimille..." "Oh, I'm sorry." "How much do I owe you?" "15 francs, Sir!" "Are you finished with all that noise?" "Sorry, I was trying to be quiet." "Why are you so late?" "It's not late." "I told you to be in by eleven." "Oh..." "I was with friends." "The boss made speeches.." "and the senator was there." "Is that why you woke me up with your rotten paintings?" "I'm sick of your paintings." "I want you to get those canvasses out of my apartment." "My visitors think they're in a junk shop." "I put them away the best I can." "I don't want to see them again, you hear me?" "Get rid of them or I'll send for the junk man." "And I'll give him all those rotten things to take away." "Painting -- the very idea!" "It's my only passion..." "Since when do you have passion?" "You're the laughing stock of the neighborhood." "You -- an artist!" "No one would have caught my first husband wasting his time with paints." "Oh, yes... the SERGEANT!" "That's right." "The sergeant..." "a real man, a hero." "HE was one of those who died in the war for the likes of you." "That wasn't my fault." "How handsome my Alexis was in his dress uniform." "Obviously I'm not built like Alexis Godard." "In any case, you've been warned." "Go to bed because I want my sleep." "You must have made a lovely couple..." "A month later" "Here comes the life of the party." "His wife's been beating him." "Leave him alone." "He's of his rocker." "You and Josephine Baker?" "Don't make me laugh." "Why not 'Old Man Legrand' and a pretty girl?" "What would you have done in my shoes?" "Maurice made me leave home and set up here." "He's the painter I met when Dede had fainted... and we took Dede home." "And what about Dede?" "He knows all about it, of course." "How could he be jealous of a guy 42 years old?" "Take a look over here." "You sure have a nice view." "He really has been good to you." "he set you up nicely." "Is he very rich?" "Oh, he makes plenty... but I have a feeling he's kind of stingy." "I have all the furniture on credit." "He said he couldn't pay for it all at once." "By the way, did you see the wallpaper?" "I chose it with Dede." "I want him to feel at home here." "You sure are sweet to him." "Did you see the pictures?" "Maurice painted them by hand...in oil." "His wife didn't want them in her home so he brought them here." "I'm not much on art, but they look great to me." "It's a good thing tomorrow he's bringing the money he promised me." "With all these household expenses the furniture, the rent, and everything else." "Only I'd better not tell Dede." "If he knows I got 1,000 francs, he'll put the bite on me to pay all his debts, and I'll be broke again." "With him it is best that I am well settled." "Come and look at my bathroom." "My dream!" "Oh... you have a vacuum cleaner!" "Yeah, it's more hygienic." "And look, it runs on gas ...and it's automatic" "Oh, that should be convenient to do the wash." "You want to take a bath?" "You don't mind?" "I'll get you a new bar of soap." "And you do love your painter?" "I can't say it disgusts me to do it with Maurice." "It's just nothing." "I relax and think of Dede." "You go to his house?" "Of course not." "He's married to a colonel's widow." "It doesn't disgust me as with old Marchal." "He was the hot-blooded kind." "Then why did you do it with him?" "I had to, since Dede was broke." "So, Yvonne... how do you like my place?" "What would you have done in my place?" "My advice is..." "break her right away." "And the best way to break here in is with finesse." "...'specially since you've got yourself a dame who's certainly no spring chicken." "Don't let her snow you with her diamonds and her chauffeur." "How do you know all that?" "When I see a good looking guy like you in a fancy car sitting next to an old bag you can tell me 'she's your cousin' and that you've been saving up to pay for the gas." "I bet you found her in a dance hall." "That's where you always find those dames." "Right you are." "But speaking of advice, just between us..." "I know.. you mean Lulu." "You mean she's still kind of dumb." "I could never wise her up all the way." "If I need dough, I have to rough her up before she'll go after it." "But with Legrand on the hook, I'm going to have it easier now." "Who's this Legrand?" "The guy I met the other night and he's loaded, pal." "Loaded!" "He horned in on my little talk with Lulu." "He was in a tuxedo... must have come out of a nightclub." "He must have been dead drunk." "...so he starts to bawl me out." "I throw him a right hook, and he goes down for the count." "But he gets up and says 'okay, okay, how about a drink?" "'" "And right away we was bosom pals." "Still monkeying around with those paints?" "You were out for a walk, my love?" "I don't have time to play around." "I was collecting my dividends." "You mean, 'our dividends.'" "MY dividends." "Nothing here is yours." "OUR dividends." "OURS!" "OURS!" "Cluttering my house with your paintings again?" "I said get rid of them, not paint more." "Oh... one picture..." "Self portrait again?" "Can't you get anyone else to sit?" "What did you do with the others?" "I sold them to the junk man." "Sold them?" "I don't believe it." "But I did." "For 100 francs." "And where are those 100 francs?" "Give me." "Afraid I'll get into trouble?" "Ha, with what I give you each week and you wasting it on paints and such?" "No sir!" "I don't have to worry about you." "It's not like it was with Alexis." "You did have to worry with Alexis." "He was a real man." "A regular lady killer." "That's right, pal." "He's a painter." "He paints pictures and sells them in America." "Sells as many as he can paint" "He's settin' up my Lulu." "That dope wanted to drop him for me, a pimp." "Can you beat that?" "I told her we'd see more of each other this way." "...'specially since he's married..." "And when she gets some clothes, I can take her out in style." "How'd I look with a dame wearing cotton stockings and a crummy hat?" "Anyway, I won 37 francs." "If you don't mind, we'll add that to what I owe you." "Be a pal and pay the check too." "What a wonderful evening." "You're too good to me." "Are you happy?" "Oh, yes." "But you spend too much money on me." "I've got 8 francs left... enough for the Metro." "12:30..." "I told Adele I'd be home by midnight." "How time flies... and we haven't even done anything yet, my love." "To think we've never spent the night together." "I want to spend a whole night with you... to feel your soft warm body close to mine all night." "I'm coming up with you." "I don't want you to get in trouble over me." "I'll make up something." "Let me come up." "Be reasonable." "I want to as much as you do... but you've got to go home." "Your lights are on!" "I..." "I forgot to turn them out." "I'd better go up with you." "You never know." "Nonsense." "Burglars wouldn't turn on the lights... and I wouldn't let you climb all those stairs." "You're just an overgrown kid." "Give me a kiss." "No, better than that." "But, oh, Dede baby." "It's about time." "I was gonna blow." "Darling, Maurice almost came up when he saw the light." "So what?" "You could pass me off as your brother." "Listen..." "I need some dough, baby." "I don't have any." "He only had 8 francs left." "What about these flowers?" "And what's this?" "Candy..." "Okay, I've had it." "I'm cutting out." "What are you gonna do with those?" "If anybody asks, you don't know nothing." "Stay awhile." "Sure, stay and chat with Madame." "What do you take me for?" "I want to talk to you about something 100% legit." "You don't think I'd get mixed up in anything shady?" "I'm selling paintings." "What are you laughing about?" "There's money in art like in anything else." "They're pictures Legrand gave Lulu." "The signatures will give you away." "They ain't signed and I won't say they're by Legrand." "Lagrand gave them to Lulu, so they're mine." "People say they're good, so they must be worth something." "The only thing that counts in art is the signatures." "And since you can't use a famous signature... you'll only get chicken feed." "Fill 'em up again." "On my tab, Amedee." "I'll say I painted them." "You don't look much like a painter." "Lulu... that's no name." "What's her full name?" "Lucien Pelletier." "It's corny." "Why don't you say Lulu painted them... but say her name is Clara Wood." "Who is Clara Wood?" "A filly that won in the fifth today." "Cost me a bundle, too." "This thing interests me." "I'm taking you to see a dealer." "I was supposed to see the old lady, but the hell with it." "Let's take a taxi and I'll look at the paintings." "I'm getting tired of all this 'art dealing.'" "If this one fails, then I'm quitting." "Now, don't get discouraged." "Mr. Wallstein?" "What do you want?" "I brought you two paintings." "I'll be with you in a minute." "I'm busy." "There's no signatures." "Who's it by?" "Who's that?" "An American artist." "And they're yours?" "Not exactly." "But I handle all of Mrs. Wood's business." "I see." "I'm Langelar, the art critic." "We can make painters, you know." "Maybe I could help this Clara Wood of yours." "She's young?" "... she paints a lot?" "I would say so." "She's a fine artist." "We'll have to look into this." "Well then, let's talk." "I can see we'll get along." "Sure." "Everything's on the level." "Wallstein, come on over." "Look at this." "Several weeks go by..." "Excuse me, Miss." "My employer asked me to price that painting." "25,000 francs." "But it's not a well-known signature..." "Not to you, but Mrs. Wood is becoming very famous abroad." "Can you give me her address?" "My boss could deal with her directly." "I'm sorry but Mrs. Wood has signed... an exclusive 10 year contract with Mr. Wallstein." "It was my idea... and my brother Fernand took them to the dealer." "Your brother Fernand?" "I told you about him." "He's in business." "And the dealer said they were terrific... and he asked for the artist to sign them all." "And since you did give them to me, dear..." "Don't you think its swell, selling them all like that?" "Of course." "It's wonderful." "I'm so happy to be stepping out with you, Dede." "Well, so am I, baby." "So am I." "Only tonight ain't gonna be much fun." "I know Langelar's friends..." "They're all artists." "They don't even know how to dress." "You'll see." "You sure look snappy, Dede." "I'd like to go someplace smart with you, like the opera." "The opera's old hat, baby." "But if you really want to, we'll go one of these days... cause now you're really somebody." "I'm somebody now?" "Sure, you're a celebrity and you owe it all to me." "So, you've got to be seen around town." "And tonight we'll just have to put up with those creeps." "Now that I'm somebody, I'd much rather be nobody... and just be alone with you all the time in a little house." "Sure, but tonight I gotta see Wallstein." "Isn't Clara here?" "She must be with Langelar." "Mr. Wallstein, how about a little advance?" "You're getting a little greedy, don't you think?" "Langelar wants Clara to meet a client... so just wait a bit." "Who's he?" "Some guy who wants his portrait done." "Clara doesn't do portraits." "I know, but that's her mistake." "Clara, we've got to have a serious talk." "You're pleased with me, I hope?" "You're meeting high society... and we've reached a good many collectors... so believe me, its high time you did some portraits." "But I don't want to." "Why?" "We know what's best for our painters." "And this is a golden opportunity." "I'll introduce you." "He's loaded... and if you muff this chance, it's too bad for you." "I don't want to do portraits." "Men are such bores... always after the same thing." "Play us something nice." "How about a waltz?" "I'll have a talk with her." "You're a nut!" "Turning down that deal." "You'd like me to do it, darling?" "I'll give his snapshot to Maurice... and he can do the portrait." "No snapshots." "Someone might get suspicious." "Just ask him for 5,000 francs in advance... and let him make out with you a bit." "Oh, what a bore!" "What's the difference, just this once?" "Mr. Dugodet, I'd like you to meet Mr. Wallstein." "And where is this famous Clara?" "Clara, my dear, this is Mr. Dugodet." "What an amusing party!" "But then, you know what they say about artists." "It's quieter over here." "Let's pull out, pal." "Isn't she something?" "Well, she may as well do it that way." "'Pay to the order of'...now my name... now yours... the date..." "How clumsy you can be, my little doll." "Money sure smells sweet." "You say your sugar daddy handed it over without a beef?" "Well, baby, you're not very smart." "You should have asked for more." "Could you give me 300 francs?" "I need to have a dress made." "You're the one who wants me to go out." "A girl in your position always makes out." "I don't owe you nothing." "Didn't I put you where you are?" "What about the rent?" "Just tell the old guy to get a move on." "He paints at a snail's pace, for Pete's sake." "Leaving already, Dede darling?" "You're mean." "You're going back to the cafe... and you're gonna start drinking with your pals again?" "And they'll will all your money at cards." "Well, goodbye, darling." "Kiss me better than that." "Don't drink too much, and don't get a chill." "Why so sad?" "What's the matter?" "Troubles?" "I thought that Wallstein..." "Oh, you know those art dealers, they promise a lot, but..." "Anyhow, right now I'm broke." "Alright..." "I'll see what I can do." "Don't you recognize me?" "You must have seen me someplace." "I'm sure... she's got a picture of me on the wall... if I know her... just to get your goat." "It's the moustache that throws you off." "Sergeant Alexis Godard..." "your wife's dead husband." "Alexis Godard!" "You're not dead!" "Of course I am." "That's why I want to talk to you." "But not here." "Let's go to a cafe and I'll explain." "In September of 1914 I was listed among the dead." "Actually I was a PW in Germany under the name of a dead pal." "I switched our papers... to get away from my wife, not the army." "And then..." "I've knocked around a lot." "I've even been in jail." "I've got an offer for you." "Suppose I came and said, 'This woman's mine'......" "'You're not married." "I'm taking her back.'..." "'And me, a heroic soldier...'..." "'And what were you doing, while I was getting killed?" "'..." "'You were stealing my wife!" "' What would you have to say to that?" "I wouldn't have a thing to say." "I'd just have to step aside." "Got a cigarette?" "A light?" "I figured you'd help me make the sacrifice." "I deserve a little compensation for my sacrifice, don't I?" "What's 10,000 francs to you?" "Oh, not all at once." "Give me 5,000 now... and the rest in a month or so." "No, no." "I'm the one who must leave." "I'm the one who must make the sacrifice." "You're Adele's lawful husband." "You have first call." "I'm the wife stealer." "So long as I didn't know, I was excusable." "But now I just can't go on." "What a mess!" "You see, I let them think I was dead." "I took a phony name." "I even pulled some capers in a dead man's name." "If I go back to my wife now, I'll have to answer to the authorities." "...better to just go away." "Give me a thousand francs and you'll never see me again." "You must have some savings put away..." "Yes, Adele keeps some savings in the cupboard." "I'm not allowed near them." "But come to think of it, you're the rightful husband." "Why don't you get the money yourself?" "You know where the cupboard is." "No dice." "If you want to give me some money, take it yourself." "If I take Madame Godard's money... from Madame Godard's flat, I'd be stealing." "What if Adele catches me and calls the police?" "Don't worry." "We go to the theater tomorrow evening." "We'll be out 'till midnight." "You can come around eleven." "Here's the key." "When you pass the concierge, just say 'Legrand'." "And when you've got what you want, leave quietly." "So it's all set." "11 p.m. tomorrow?" "'Legrand'" "You've been drinking again?" "Now don't worry about a thing." "Just look at the state you're in." "What if he came back, Adele?" "I'd love to see your face if he came back." "You're disgusting." "Go to bed." "We'll have it out tomorrow." "Tomorrow will be a great day, Adele." "Do forgive me Madame, if I call you Adele." "'Tis habit born of a long misunderstanding... which brought us together in the same bed for several years." "Tomorrow..." "Aren't you done reading yet?" "50 more pages." "I'm thirsty." "Teach you to go out drinking." "That's better." "Oh no!" "A short circuit!" "Bastard!" "You said you were going to the theater." "Help!" "Murder!" "We'll fix things tomorrow." "Don't squeeze too hard." "Let's get a light from the kitchen." "The neighbors might lynch you." "What about the dough you promised me?" "There was a short circuit." "He went into the kitchen for a glass of water... the lights went out and... my husband vanished." "Madame, I could understand your inventing this story... of thieves in the night." "But the minions of the law have a right to the truth." "I'm sure they're discreet." "Gentlemen, this is a matter of some delicacy." "I was in bed with the lady when her husband caught us." "Fearing a violent scene, the lady called for help." "Fortunately, both her husband and I are peaceful men." "But, what happened to the husband?" "Was he the one that ran away?" "I'm done for." "You're not dead!" "Why won't you let me drop him, Dede?" "We need him." "But Dede, I've been doing some figuring." "No, don't get up yet." "Stay until half past, please." "Oh, don't make faces." "You'll be with your pals in 40 minutes" "Am I such bad company as all that?" "Listen, we must have put some money aside... from the paintings you sold Wallstein." "Since when am I supposed to answer to you for the dough?" "You're so mean." "I just meant that you're the one... who's been putting it aside." "And you did right." "...'cause I might have spent it all." "So now maybe we have enough to live on for a few months... if we went away." "Ah, freedom." "Lulu..." "life is wonderful." "You could paint pictures yourself..." "You're just as smart as Legrand." "Smarter even." "I'd buy your paints clean your brushes." "Shut up." "What a pill!" "Alright, dear." "We won't talk about it no more." "Kiss me." "I don't think Mlle. Pelletier is home." "That's alright." "I've got a key." "But I'm sure she's out." "I'll wait for her upstairs." "Oh, well." "Let them stew in their own juice." "You're my brother..." "I'm sick... you came to visit...hurry up and dress." "Sure." "He's my boyfriend." "What about it?" "You had to pester me into going to bed, huh?" "You think it gives me a thrill?" "And you had to give the old fogey a key?" "Don't get mad... he did say nothing." "No... but I got an idea he was laughing at us all the time." "I should have busted his head with this chair." "What are you crying for?" "Here's something to cry about." "Now who's gonna give us pictures, huh?" "And my car ain't even paid up." "I'm fed up." "I'm gettin' outta here." "Dede!" "When will I see you?" "I'm gonna be busy this week and next." "Then... you'll write me?" "That's right..." "I'll write you." "The next morning" "I didn't expect you back." "Darling, I'm sorry not to have guessed the truth." "I've lived a life apart." "I know nothing of this world..." "I don't know women were such poor wretches... that there's always some man around to profit by their mistakes." "But now I understand." "I'm free now." "You've nothing to fear." "I feel strong enough to shield you from anyone." "Why don't you trust me... confide in me?" "I'd have torn you from the clutches of that man." "Won't you finish your painting?" "I need it." "Suppose I don't finish it?" "You've got to." "So that's it." "It was all for my paintings..." "that's all you saw in me." "What'd you expect?" "Take a look in the mirror." "What a fool I was." "You make me sick." "You think it didn't make me sick?" "If it wasn't for your money, I'd have dropped you like a hot potato." "You wanted to be loved for your own sweet self." "What a laugh!" "You're no woman." "You're a bitch." "You lick the hand that feeds you..." "the hand that beats you too." "You're wasting your breath..." "That pimp of yours beats you... and he knew what he was doing." "Maybe he did beat me...but I loved him." "You love him, huh?" "Come on." "Get dressed." "We're leaving tonight." "We'll go far away from here... hurry." "You want to stay with him?" "You can't do that to me." "I've given up everything for you, Lucienne." "If only you knew..." "You can't be in love with that guy." "He has no heart... no upbringing." "Lucienne... you don't love me anymore?" "Don't laugh, Lucienne." "Don't laugh like that, Lucienne." "Out of my way, kids." "Didn't even say 'hello'... and me with mail for Madame Pelletier." "Queer people!" "I'll just take the mail up." "Anatole, something bad!" "How's Lulu?" "Shut up about Lulu, you hear?" "Don't get mad." "I'm not mad." "I'm not mad." "Yes, you are pal." "I tell you I'm not." "Just let me alone..." "Two guys asking for me..." "Are you Andre Joquin?" "Come along." "But I don't know you." "Okay, okay." "What's the world coming to?" "Hey, how long is this nonsense gonna last?" "I've got things to do." "I'm wasting time." "Now, now... just be patient." "That's easy for you to say." "Look at that dumb face." "Hello, Mr. Legrand." "Don't worry, pal... it'll be alright." "You're Madame Pelletier..." "the mother of...?" "..." "No sir." "As I said before..." "I was cashier in a wholesale house." "With my salary, how could I have kept a mistress?" "Do you know Andre Joquin?" "I saw him once... the day I met Lucienne Pelletier." "Later, I learned she was still going with him..." "I resolved to break with her..." "But..." "I was very attached to her..." "I'm a weak man..." "I couldn't bring myself to do it." "Did she leave any paintings with you?" "Any sketches or drawings?" "I'd be interested in buying them." "It's a dangerous thing to have affairs at our age." "They usually mean trouble..." "better stick to a quiet life at home." "Your testimony sheds no new light on the case." "Anyway, you're not the sort... that's usually involved in crimes like this." "I'm sorry to have bothered you." "Now don't get panicky." "Were' going in to see the magistrate." "Just let me do the talking." "Okay, you're a lawyer.. so please make 'em understand." "I didn't know she was a painter." "Shut up." "Don't be a fool." "The magistrate's a man you can talk to." "Well, have you thought it over?" "Are you going to confess you killed Lucienne Pelletier?" "You don't want me to confess just to make you happy, do you sir?" "Why would I kill her?" "I had everything to lose." "You've confessed that Lulu asked you about money that evening... and I am informed that you quarreled violently." "She even told you she was leaving you for a cashier... with whom she was having an affair." "What about a cashier?" "Lulu never said a word about that." "She'd have told me... and I'd have told her to drop him." "She could do better 'n that." "Lulu was a beautiful girl." "What's the name of this cashier?" "That's wrong, sir." "Mr. Legrand's a painter." "And I'm in a position to know, sir... believe me." "Oh, shut up." "You weren't there, were you?" "Now if you really insist I murdered Lulu... I don't want to contradict you." "So you confess!" "Of course not." "I'm just kidding." "Alright." "Now let's look at your record..." "I can't say it's exactly in your favor." "Oh, I pulled a few fast ones like most kids... even the best kids." "Sure I got money from women... but they were glad to give it to me." "What about this white slavery business?" "Oh, not white slavery!" "I just gave advice to some girls who wanted to travel... get an education..." "And it was better than scrubbing floors or working in a factory." "Yes, you begin with a few 'fast ones'... and you end up... murdering someone." "Meaning Lulu?" "Well, the concierge said..." "Oh, that concierge has it in for me..." "I'm the only real fall guy in this business." "Why, if I'd never been in jail..." "I'd have no job contacts." "You're a cynic." "A cynic?" "Why a cynic?" "You've been with us a long time... and we've been highly satisfied with you." "Your regrettable affair... with a notorious young lady... who just met with an untimely end... would be quite inexplicable... had you not incurred, on behalf of that young lady... expenses out of all proportion to your avowed income." "We do not believe in prying into our employees' private lives... provided, of course, they behave properly in their functions." "However, these expenses of yours did concern us... in so far as the money might have come out of our till." "We had the books checked last night after closing time...... 2,500 francs are missing..." "Henriot and Company's cashiers must be above suspicion..." "You will have to leave, Mr. Legrand." "Find yourself a job where you will not be placed in temptation's way." "Very well, sir." "I'll go..." "But I'll pay you back, just to show you that..." "No, forget about it..." "You're leaving for reasons of health..." "No one here will know a thing." "Defendant, you are about to hear the evidence against you." "First witness." "My husband and I were listening to the street singers... when I saw him go up to Madame Pelletier's flat." "A few minutes later I went up and found the body." "I remember wondering why he didn't say hello... because if he had, I would have given him the mail." "My husband and I said, 'What queer people.'" "And you didn't see anyone else go up?" "No one." "Gentleman, I'm afraid Andre Joquin's military record is rather bad..." "He was constantly going AWOL... and even managed to become the protector of a local prostitute." "Please face the jury, Colonel..." "He finished his service in Africa... and his superiors had not been lenient at the time of his discharge... he'd still be serving time in a penal battalion... and would not be here today." "Gentleman of the jury, I cannot believe... that a doubt has not entered your minds by now... and if this is not strong enough for an acquittal... think of the defendant's ill-starred redity and lamentable childhood." "Let me talk." "I want to talk." "Where did you get all that crap?" "Do you know my family?" "Were you with my girl when she got killed?" "So cut the fancy talk." "The only thing that matters here... is the defendant." "And that's me." "Look." "I wanna be polite." "I don't wanna shout..." "But I swear I'm not guilty..." "I swear I didn't kill Lulu." "It wasn't me." "Suicide." "Foreman, will you please read the verdict?" "On my honor and conscience, before God and men... the jury answers 'yes' to all questions." "...in application of the aforesaid articles... Andre Joquin is sentenced to die... in a public place..." "Hey, what do you think you are doing?" "Sergeant!" "What do you know!" "Nice to see you again." "What you up to these days?" "Not much." "And you?" "See for yourself." "Just like me, then." "What about Adele?" "She kicked the bucket years ago." "Well, maybe she's better off." "I wouldn't mind being dead myself." "What kind of talk is that?" "Got any tobacco?" "A lot's happened since I last saw you..." "I've been a junk man, hobo, drunkard, thief.... and to begin with... a murderer." "Well, it takes all kinds." "20 francs." "Boy, are we gonna have a feast!" "Life is beautiful." "Come on."