"Rounded gums..." "Slight prognathism." "Nostrils arched..." "Naso-labial space "normal"." "Septum slightly flattened." "Lover lip fleshy." "Prognathous jaw typical of non-European races." "Forehead narrow." "Scalp low." "Hair thick oily, shiny." "Ears normal..." "lobes not fixed slanted." "Upper eyelids dropping." "Skin swarthy." "Facial expression more or less Jewish." "Attitudes during examination not Jewish." "Now walk." "Hips naturally large and flaccid." "On tiptoe now." "Soles of the feet flat." "Arch totally absent." "Get dressed." "In the opinion of the undersigned based on morphological and behavioural data the person examined could well belong to the Semitic race." "Her ancestry could be either Jewish..." "Armenian or Arab." "For now, the case must be considered doubtful." "You can go." "How much do I owe you?" "See my secretary." "You'll be notified by the Prefecture of Police." "Fifteen francs." "How did it go?" "All right." "What about you?" "All right." "Did he tell you anything?" "And you?" "Mr. Klein?" "Come in." "I don't know you." "I was told you might be interested in buying paintings." "Well... yes, I might be..." "I have a painting..." "Snow, woven of quartz and crystal..." "Pendant drops..." "Lacy arabesques..." "Webs of icy silk..." "Fable, dream spell, illusion..." "And suddenly the blue glare and the red blaze of the young Phalangists." "The flower the pride of France!" "The paladins!" "On the horizon, the pinnacles of L eningrad appear and disappear like a mirage." "Six hundred louis." "Three hundred." "You must be joking!" "At the price, I'd rather keep it." "As you like." "It's easy for you, when a man is forced to sell!" "But I'm not forced to buy!" "I'm not a collecter..." "For me it's just a job." "Make me a reasonable offer!" "Three hundred." "Go back to bed." "Why?" "Why?" "Why, do you think?" "Wait a minute." "Later..." "Go back to bed." "If it was a matter of francs instead of gold louis..." "Abroad, frames are worthless..." "But if you need the money in France..." "I don't need it in France." "Very well..." "Let's make out a receipt." "Just a formality... it's for me." "It'll stay in my safe." "There... write it yourself." "Unless you have a receipt from whoever sold it to you." "We'we always had it in our house." "Always!" "Well, perhaps my grandfather, when he came from Holland or perhaps, his father." "It's a long time ago..." "it doesn't matter." "It's only a formality." "Now, would you write." "'I, the undersigned...' ...name, surname and address." "No, never mind the address!" "Name, surname 'declare that I hereby make over...' ...'to Mr. Robert Klein...'" "...'for an agreed sum...'" "...'acceptable to me...' ...'agreed sum acceptable to me...'" "...'a painting by A. Van Ostade...'" "...'fifty centimetres by thirty...' ...'this painting being the portrait...' ...'of a Dutch gentleman.'" "...'Paris, 16th January, 1942.'" "And your signature." "Have you got a purse..." "something to put it in?" "No, but it doesn't matter." "Won't you count it?" "Wait..." "I'll give you a present." "Thank you." "Don't bother." "May I take one?" "I have friends in the same situation, and perhaps they..." "Yes, of course." "Although I'd rather..." "Recently, I've seen many clients like you, urgently needing to sell." "I assure you it's most unpleasant for me." "Embarrassing..." "Very often..." "I would rather not buy." "Don't buy, then!" "Your newspaper." "You must've dropped it." "Jewish Information." "You are right it's my name, my address." "The postman left it by your door." "Bon voyage... and good luck." "Good luck to you, Mr. Klein!" "Blue..." "Indifference... a straight line suspended in the sky." "White..." "Cruelty!" "An acute angle with the point driven into the ground." "Black..." "Arrogance!" "A pyramid with its base sunk into the sea." "And purple..." "Greed!" "In the central circle, we see remorse!" "A vulture..." "Its heart is pierced by an arrow, but it continues to fly." "In each of the four corners woven in different colours the ancient cabalistic symbols." "For this splendid tapestry the bidding will start at 150.000 francs." "You promised to advise me..." "No, the console table." "Did you forget?" "The console table!" "There's time." "I want some coffee." "I'll be back." "The tapestry." "What do you think of it?" "I think it's got the evil eye." "NO JEWS" "I telephoned just now." "This morning I received your paper." "Addressed to me." "I'm not a subscriber and I've no intention..." "I mean, I've no reason to be." "Isn't your paper only sent to subscribers?" "It's our only way to keep the community informed about meetings, decisions new measures set up by the authorities, etc." "I see but I don't belong to your..." "Yes, I understand." "It is strange." "Unless someone else..." "Perhaps a friend of yours has subscribed for you." "It isn't possible!" "No one would play that sort of joke on me." "You think we are a subject for jokes?" "No, I didn't mean that but the very idea seems so absurd." "Excuse me." "So you no longer wish to get our newspaper?" "Exactly." "I would also like to know why you sent it to me." "I understand... unfortunately we must wait until the Prefecture returns our list of subscribers." "Then, we can check." "The Prefecture of Police." "You give your lists to the police?" "They've allowed and advised us to publish this newspaper." "As I told you, it's the only way we have..." "Yes, I understand." "The Prefecture, but where?" "The Commission for Jewish Affairs." "Robert Klein, did you say?" "Like that?" "Address?" "136, rue du Bac." "How long have you lived there?" "About seven years." "Since I came to Paris." "Yes, in fact..." "There is a Robert Klein." "But with another address." "Obviously a man with the same name." "May I have his address?" "What would you say if I gave yours to anyone who asked for it?" "Where did you say you lived?" "The fact is someone wrote my name on the paper." "You understand my anxiety?" "Perfectly." "It's curiosity more than anxiety, the fact that someone..." "I'm sorry..." "I'm taking up your time." "This cannot interest the police!" "Luckily for me!" "Moby Dick." "What does it mean?" "Is it a name?" "A woman?" "No... a whale." "He's exactly like me!" "Who's that?" "Ishmael!" "Listen to this!" "'Sixteen hours in bed!" "'" "'The small of my back ached.'" "'I felt worse and worse.'" "'At last I got up...' ...'and threw myself at her feet, beseeching her to beat me...' ...'to do anything indeed...' ...'but condemn me to lie abed...'" "...'such an unendurable length of time.'" "Can I get up?" "Do me a favour, take another book." "The one with the rose binding." "Page forty-seven..." "'Pale and trembling like doves...' ...'the three maidens entered the room.'" "'In the dancing firelight...' ...'it looked even more imposing and fantastic...'" "It's not possible!" "Go on." "I can't!" "Go on!" "'...imposing and fantastic...'" "'That enormous penis...'" "'Tumescent...'" "'Superb...'" "'Alive!" "'" "I know very little about him." "I never saw much of him." "The girl took care of everything." "A brunette..." "Pretty sexy..." "I think she was a whore or a dancer." "He only went out at night, when I was in bed." "Around midnight, after the curfew, I'd hear him come down the stairs." "And the morning I saw him it was about five." "I was putting out the rubbish." "Oh, look!" "You're Mr. Klein, aren't you?" "First floor?" "No... no, I'm sorry." "I'm not your Mr. Klein." "Excuse me." "I thought you were..." "Same height, same hair..." "Slim." "The same look..." "But I never saw his face." "What do you want?" "It's about the apartment, is it still free?" "If you don't mind waiting a minute." "Not at all." "We've finished." "What about the visiting card?" "Yes... here you are." "Wait, I'll write down the address for his mail." "Does he still get mail?" "Yes, not much." "One newspaper." "One letter." "Nothing else." "So you want to move in here?" "No, it's for a friend who's coming to Paris." "If you hear anything, call us." "Yes, certainly..." "The apartment, you really want to see it?" "Wallpaper's got to be changed, it's rotten." "Ceiling needs painting." "Toilet bowl's got to be changed." "You'd have to get rid of the rats." "Yes, rats!" "Look at that!" "All over the place!" "It's not a place for you." "Anyway, if you're interested it's 50 francs a month." "Enormous!" "Plus electricity and cleaning the stairs." "He had a dog?" "Yes, an alsatian." "Sometimes he'd bark, and then whimper as if he was being beaten." "My husband said a house is judged by its lavatory and he was right!" "Well, haven't you seen enough?" "The shower." "The shower?" "It's out of order." "What's wrong?" "I'm sorry..." "Since my husband went..." "I get funny." "Every now and then..." "I have these hallucinations." "Is your husband dead?" "No, he's in Germany." "Prisoner of war." "Yes, I remember." "A pretty girl..." "and a beautiful dog." "You, on the other hand..." "your face was hidden!" "But you're recognizable." "That sidecar..." "you still have it?" "No, it blew up!" "May I?" "Who's this skeleton in your house?" "What skeleton?" "That whore!" "What do you mean?" "A girl called Janine." "She's a friend." "Why did I find her here?" "Because you got here after!" "But she was alone in the house!" "Because she got here before!" "Is your husband here?" "And two policemen are waiting for you." "Sorry, I'm late..." "They're waiting for you." "Yes, your wife told me." "What's going on?" "Nothing..." "I'll explain later." "I think we've met before." "We have the same impression." "Did you take that apartment for your friend?" "I haven't decided yet." "We've brought back your card." "Thank you very much." "I have a terrible habit of handing them around." "How about a drink?" "No, thank you." "But we can wait." "Are we going somewhere?" "Pigalle Police station." "Again?" "I went there after I saw you!" "I spoke to the inspector 5 minutes ago!" "Pierre!" "Please turn down the gramophone." "Nicole, will you get me a beer?" "Maybe you should ring him, that would save time." "Pigalle 30-30." "Call him, François." " May I?" " Go right ahead." "Bastard!" "Inspector..." "we're with Mr. Klein..." "Yes, sir... very well." "Who could this other Klein be?" "I've no idea." "I first heard about him at the Prefecture." "Our orders came from the Prefecture!" "Anyway, if you hear anything..." "Don't worry, it's in my interest." "I don't like this business." "So it's a man who's got the same name... a Jew!" "He's gone off and left you with his problem!" "How could he know about me?" "Your visiting cards are all over Paris!" "It doesn't make sense!" "Does he hope that I'll shut up and take his place?" "It's a man with a grudge against me trying to get me into trouble, to provoke me..." "Why should he have a grudge?" "And why not?" "'My love...' ...'what interminable months!" "'" "'In 2 days it'll be our January 26th." "I'm here, waiting for you.'" "'The train for Ivry-la-Bataille still leaves at six-fifteen.'" "'You mustn't miss it, you know that?" "'" "'Because this time, I swear...' ...'you'd lose me, and that would be awful...'" "'My darling!" "'" "'Florence.'" "You mustn't miss it this time, it would be awful, my darling." "Have you any luggage?" "This way, sir." "Good evening, Mr Klein." "Please, come in." "They're expecting you." "May I take your coat?" "Charles-Xavier." "Your host." "I know, it's a complicated story." "Come, it's quieter in there." "Yes, then I can explain..." "Can you imagine Robert living in Pigalle?" "In a furnished room!" "In lodgings, rue des Abbesses!" "It's impossible!" "It's absurd!" "This gentleman has the same name." "Really?" "Like Robert?" "Isn't it funny!" "Please, sit down." "What was Robert doing in Pigalle?" "Nothing." "I don't think he was ever there." "Then God knows why this letter was sent to him in Pigalle!" "That's right... there's a letter." "They're waiting for us." "Couldn't we read it after dinner?" "It's only a few lines." "We're all starving!" "Yes..." "I see your point." "But if you knew Robert as well as I do." "I cannot accept your theory!" "We can't be talking about the same person!" "Let's go in to dinner." "Will you stay?" "Thank you, I must go back to Paris." "There's a train quite soon." "There are no more trains tonight." "No, only on odd days." "You see?" "Now, you have no excuse!" "There must be a hotel near there..." "Requisitioned." "Don't worry, you're my guest." "Anyhow we did invite you in a way, didn't we?" "Come on..." "now you have no more excuses." "No, don't move!" "Don't turn on the light!" "Don't turn on the light!" "My letter..." "Do you mind giving it back to me?" "Do you mind turning round?" "I sleep naked." "Tell me does your friend happen to be Jewish?" "Robert?" "I don't think so." "As far as I know, he's an atheist." "Yet he subscribes to a Jewish paper!" "That's possible." "He reads a lot." "And talks very little!" "Who told you that?" "On the contrary." "Then what did he tell you about me?" "Nothing." "He never mentionned you." "No letter then!" "I know what Robert would say if he was here!" "First, he'd compare you to an animal or an insect!" "His theory is based on what he calls the infinite variety of specialized instincts." " How fascinating!" " Isn't it?" "He claims that in animals and insects this variety appears in many different species." "But in man this is not possible as there's only one human species." "Therefore..." "I get the point." "The eyes are important!" "The mouth." "The curve of the lips." "Feeling of superiority over others." "Sense of freedom." "Egoism." "A bird..." "Of prey!" "Falcon!" "Vulture." "Why?" "Do I eat corpses?" "You don't return letters." "How about your friend?" "What animal has he chosen for himself?" "The eagle?" "The lion?" "The snake." "A hibernating snake..." "waiting for a better season." "I can't understand why he got you into this mess." "So he could hide, I think." "Disappear behind another man." "Me!" "No, he's not a coward." "He wouldn't harm anyone." "Except himself, perhaps." "Or else for revenge." "Yes, then he might." "Revenge?" "But what for?" "I don't even know him!" "You know what I thought when I saw you?" "That Robert himself had sent you." "Why?" "To explain to me why he hadn't come." "To see how I'd react..." "to provoke me to humiliate me." "I don't understand." "Yes, as if to tell me..." "'I'm sending another man, but for you it'll be the same!" "'" "He could do that!" "It seems a little extreme, don't you think?" "He could very well do that!" "What if it was so?" "Suppose that's why I came!" "He loves that sort of situation!" "So do I." "What about you?" "Even if it's a false situation?" "Especially!" "Or..." "let us suppose..." "It's very late." "I must go." "My husband must be looking for me." "We forgot to say good night." "Whenever that happens, I can't sleep." "I see you have the same problem!" "Do you realize I could go to the police?" "Then you must talk!" "Where is he?" "I swear I don't know." "I'll start at the beginning." "Where did he live before Pigalle?" "In a hotel... rue de I'Université." "When did you learn about Pigalle?" "Two months ago." "Through a messenger boy who brought me his flute and a note." "What did the note say?" "Nothing." "Jokes, as always." "He was going into hibernation and I was to keep his flute until a better season." "Into hibernation, where?" "I don't know." "He didn't say." "Very well." "The police will find out." "You, your husband and all your musical zoo will be called in for questioning." "No!" "Please don't do that!" "I'm sorry, Florence." "One way or another I must find out what this man wants from me." "A pity about last night!" "Just a moment!" "All right!" "But first, swear you won't go to the police." "I swear." "136 rue du Bac." "You have the present?" "I didn't sleep all night!" "Neither did I..." "You have it?" "You coulďve told me." "People came for you." "What for?" "I don't know." "Is it serious?" "Tell me... the Kleins..." "are they French-French?" "Or are there Jews in your family?" "Indifference is like a still, flat sea around a drowning man." "Like a flock of sheep grazing in the ruins of a village." "Or like a worm crawling over a putrid wound." "A man can be mean, selfish, hypocritical, anything!" "As long as he's aware!" "The result is the same." "No, not exactly." "Have you ever heard of remorse?" "It's like a vulture pierced by an arrow but it continues to fly." "Oh, it's you!" "What's the matter?" "Why are you here?" "To see you." "Yes, of course, but what else?" "Nostalgia for my roots." "I want the birth certificates of my grandparents." "On both sides." "And mine too, naturally." "And why?" "I told you." "Nostalgia... curiosity." "Don't be idiotic, Robert." "Tell me why!" "It's nothing." "A formality... a routine check." "The police, these days, in Paris they want to prove they exist!" "And so a slight misunderstanding has to be cleared up." "What sort of misunderstanding?" "About my identity." "What's it got to do with your grandparents?" "Your own certificate should be enough." "Or mine at the most, and your mother's." "They want the grandparent's too, to be sure." "Sure of what?" "Of my origins." "Well, yes..." "I must prove I'm not a man the police are looking for." "How long have they given you?" "Fifteen days." "That's quite enough." "It all sounds very strange." "Really nothing more?" "It's just a formality." "There's no real doubt." "So why do they want the certificates?" "Because it's the law!" "Also, there's another Robert Klein." "Apparently, he is a Jew." "It's impossible!" "Or it could be the Dutch branch." "Are there Kleins in Holland?" "Oh, quite a different breed!" "But we're related!" "We've been French and Catholic since Louis xiv!" "No, I'm all right." "Three of the certificates are here in Strasbourg." "But my maternal grandparents..." "One was born in Marseilles." "Yes, B-l-e-a-r-d, you got it?" "And my grandmother in Algiers." "No, she wasn't Arab!" "Imbecile!" "Daughter of a deported Communard!" "Send someone to Algiers and Marseilles now." "See you tomorrow." "My lawyer." "Those Kleins from Holland..." "do you know them?" "I've heard about them." "And this other Robert Klein?" "Never!" "Now, I'm going to do what "they" ought to do!" "Leave!" "Before you throw me out with a kick in the arse!" "Let's go please!" "Maybe, it's not for me." "He could be hiding in the crowd." "You think I'm mad?" "What were you saying?" "I sent my assistant to Ivry." "The house is closed..." "they gone to Mexico." "Are they Jews too?" "Probably." "Look, you can play at being a detective, chasing ghosts." "But at least do what I say!" "We can't go on waiting like fools for papers which may never come!" "Let's try to get a..." "No." "I told you I'm not a horse!" "I won't have my nostrils measured or my ears, etc." "I detest veterinaries." "I'll wait for the papers from Algiers." "A cautious man like you, showing such confidence in the post office, the railways, bureaucracy... and the police!" "I'm a good Frenchman." "I believe in our institutions!" "Including the phone!" "Was there a call for me?" "No... no one rang." "I am Mr Klein." "Someone was asking for you at the bar." "Well... he was here!" "He must've gone... that's strange!" "What was he like?" "Tall... with dark hair..." "pretty much like you." "Do you really think this man?" "You can't!" "The curfew's in 30 minutes!" " I'll sleep here." " Where?" "I'll rent the place." "Why not?" "Well, first I have to see the administrator." "I'll see him tomorrow." "Here's the deposit." "No, I'm not allowed to..." "What if it's for you?" " For your trouble." " I don't want it." "You don't really mean to sleep here, do you?" "Why not?" "The police told me not to let anyone in." "And if they check..." "I just want to have a look." "But you've seen it!" "I must see it again to decide." "This man Klein..." "did you hear from him?" "What about the girl?" "What's her name again?" "Isabelle!" "And her last name?" "I never knew." "Is that you, Robert?" "I'm accross the street..." "I saw you at the window." "Did something happen?" "Then why?" "Why what?" "Someone keeps ringing." "Who was it?" "I don't know... it was a woman's voice." "Did you give her Mr Klein's new number?" "How stupid of me!" "How could you know it!" "We have no Isabelle here." "What is it, Gérard?" "This man's looking for a girl." "Here I am!" "Well, her name is Isabelle." "Too bad!" "I don't know her." "No one here's called Isabelle." "Look..." "That's not Isabelle, it's Cathy!" "She isn't here any more." "She left two months ago..." "maybe three." "Know where she lives?" "With him, I think..." "God knows where!" "Do you know him?" "I saw him a couple of times, when he came for her." "He's no good." "A Corsican... or an Arab." "Something like that." "He's a gangster, you see..." "or a pimp!" "And he plays the flute!" "No... nothing." "Anyway, he's wrecked her." "She was such a nice, funny girl!" "I saw her recently." "She's changed!" "Tough, distant." "And those horrible overalls!" "Overalls?" "Come on, hurry up!" "You're on in ten minutes!" "Will you wait for me?" "Yes, but first tell me where you saw her!" "After the show." "Where did you see her?" "In the metro, at Balard Station." "She was going to work." "That's what she said!" "Excuse me... do you know this girl?" "Let me see." "I don't know her." "You know her?" "She's not the type to work in a factory!" "What's she got on her face?" "Sure... glycerine mixed with nitrate... and sulphur!" "It's great for the skin!" "Are you sure she works here?" "I was told she was here..." "Yes... hustling!" "Well, that's possible." "Are you engaged to her?" "No... not yet!" "I'd like to know what she does." "The gentleman is looking for this girl." "He's been asking if we know her." "Yes, it's Françoise!" "The new girl." "She works in the detonator section." "Isn't her name Cathy?" "No... it's Françoise!" "We ate together a couple of times." "This girl works with her." "Look at little Françoise!" "No, it's not Françoise." "The photo was his!" "Really?" "I thought it was a joke." "I'm sorry." "Never mind, I've got the negative." "Anyway, it's not Françoise." "I don't doubt it." "6 minutes." "10 minutes." "15 minutes." "25 minutes." "Report these gentlemen for trespassing, breaking and entering and wasting my time which is money!" "Calm down." "Don't be a fool." "They're taking my papers, my car my paintings..." "I'm not allowed to buy or sell." "No more bars, no restaurants, no cinemas, nothing!" "Everything's forbidden!" "They say I can't go anywhere even to a public piss-house!" "Just because of my grandmother's certificate!" "No, you can't take this one!" "It's not merchandise!" "It belongs to me!" "Well, Inspector..." "you have a warrant, of course?" "Here you are." "Try to make him understand..." "it's not personal!" "And I'm not doing this for fun..." "it's the law." "I'm not discussing the law!" "But it doesn't apply to me!" "I refuse to pay for another man!" "The Prefecture reported your case." "But I reported the case to the Prefecture!" "It's nothing to do with me!" "That remains to be proved." "It's happened before a man comes forward the better to hide." "What's that?" "I don't follow." "I was speaking in general." "Please come, now." "You know the law..." "don't make things difficult!" "All right." "And the girl?" "Vanished!" "She's left her job the address she gave was false." "No one knows anything." "Yes." "We'll leave." "When did you start writing music?" "I'd forgotten." "You play, don't you?" "Just a little." "Try that." "What is it?" "Our friend." "It seems he composes now in the W.C.!" "What is it?" "A march?" "The way you play, it could be anything!" "Stop that!" "Have you gone mad?" "Go on." "I knew you were an idiot, but not this much!" "If I weren't an idiot, why would I trust you?" "I know where to get a passport and a visa." "All you need is money!" "So, first you find a buyer and when your passport's ready at the last minute we'll sell." "I will." "Well, yes, of course you will sell." "All this... how much is it worth?" "About ten million." "Would you settle for seven or eight?" "Leave it." "Leave it to me." "What are you thinking?" "Nothing." "Anyway, I'm not selling and I'm not going." "Is he yours?" "No, I found him here this morning... wandering around." "Must be lost, he's starving." "Why don't you take him?" "Don't you like dogs?" "Yes... other people's dogs." "See you tomorrow." "Call the dog!" "He's following me!" "I don't know his name." "Go on, get out!" "It's incredible!" "It looks like the same dog!" "Absolutely the same!" "He was outside all alone wandering all night long." "No one could abandon such a nice dog, could they?" "Come on." "Let's see if there's anything to eat." "Robert, listen..." "I'm going." "Where?" "Have some coffee." "Sit down..." "Pierre is right, you know!" "Three articles today..." "on the front page alone!" "Apart from the usual cartoons." "This one's pretty funny." "Don't you like it?" "Well, perhaps a bit coarse but Pierre is right." "They're getting the public ready for something." "It's obvious." "Let's see the ads." "Lost and Found." "No, nothing about the dog." "Shut up." "I read about it in the paper." "Did they all die?" "Yes, all five of them!" "There was enough T.N.T. In the sidecars to blow up half Paris not just the Gestapo Headquarters!" "Poor devils, they didn't have much luck." "You should leave now..." "The guard must've finished his meal." "I'll show you out." "Was he a relative?" "A friend?" "Don't worry..." "I'd do the same if I was a bit younger or braver!" "You have the papers?" "It's been difficult." "Here's your passport." "De Guigny... an aristocrat?" "Probably." "That's the end of the Robert Kleins!" "One blown up, and the other..." "Here's your ticket to Marseilles and for the ship." "It sails in two days." "The money?" "Here... but at the last minute, there was..." "How much?" "How much..." "less?" "Half a million..." "Let me explain." "The buyer argued again about the gold." "In francs, he woulďve paid twice as much." "It doesn't matter, half a million, well it's quite reasonable... correct." "Or almost!" "You don't think..." "No, of course not!" "Should I count it?" "Yes, I want you to." "I'll deny you that pleasure." "There you are..." "Remember your promise." "Don't worry, I've always wanted a dog." "He isn't just any dog." "You can trust me." "Well... goodbye." "Good luck, Robert." "Good luck to you!" "I was getting fed up with France." "We're too civilized..." "too well-mannered too processed!" "Cheer up!" "You have half a million a fine dog and above all Nicole!" "Nicole told me..." "When will you be back?" "I don't know." "Soon?" "I don't know." "After the war?" "Maybe..." "I don't know." "What about me?" "I really don't know!" "The dog..." "I left him with Pierre." "I don't trust him." "Look after the dog!" "See?" "You've got the wrong person!" "Have I?" "No, you're wrong not to trust me." "You don't know it, but we're friends in a way..." "We have an old friend in common!" "You know Robert?" "Klein, 32, rue des Abbesses, first floor." "Poor Robert we've left him all alone with his ghastly lovesick concierge!" "His kangaroo, he called her!" "No, you're not a friend of Robert's." "You saw him at the station." "You didn't even say hello!" "You're quite right..." "I'm not his friend and he's not mine." "Excuse me..." "What is it?" "Open up it's me, Robert." "Hurry up!" "What happened?" "Nothing..." "May I use the phone?" "Go back to bed." "What about your ship?" "Maybe I don't need to go now." "I don't get it..." "Who are you calling?" "Mr Klein!" "Again?" "Isn't he dead?" "So you found his number?" "It's the same." "He never left." "He put up a "To Let" sign, gave my card to the concierge." "And he came home every night!" "Who's calling?" "I was looking for you too..." "I want to talk to you." "Fine." "When?" "Whenever you like." "Immediately!" "All right." "Where?" "At your place in half an hour." "You know my address?" "Yes, I know it." "Good." "I'll come down in half an hour to let you in." "You're not really going?" "That's why I came back." "What do you mean?" "It's ridiculous!" "Send the police!" "It's personal." "But if you..." "I said it's personal!" "I had to do it." "He's a criminal!" "And I was afraid for you." "Where do you think they're taking us?" "I don't know." "But there's no need to worry is there?" "It's just a routine check." "I don't know." "I hear they'll give us to the Boches and send us to Germany." "But it can't be true!" "The French police would never do that!" "Don't you agree?" "I know nothing." "How could I know?" "This has nothing to do with me!" "I'm sorry." "Look!" "All the certificates!" "I'm coming back!" "What're you doing?" "I'm coming back!" "Six hundred louis." "Three hundred." "You must be joking!" "At this price, I'd rather keep it." "As you like." "It's easy for you when a man is forced to sell!" "But I'm not forced to buy!" "Make me a reasonable offer." "Three hundred louis." "COURTASY OF YAFI." "JAGA BKS!"