Fantomas (Fantômas) (Fantômas)

Allow me, madam.

Good day, madam.

Good day, sir. Very glad to see you.

Mr. Royer will show you a selection he has prepared.

I'll leave you with him for a moment.

I'll show you the jewelery we talked about on the phone.

Would you pass them to me?

Here.

This one's fine.

These are the pieces prepared for you to choose.

Pretty, is it not, my dear?

I'll take that too.

And the diamond collaret I mentioned.

I'll take that too.

Put them in their cases for Lord Shelton.

How much?

5,500,000...

new francs, of course.

Shall I deliver them?

No. I'll take them.

Thank you.

That's a good sale.

Oh, yes! Lord Shelton was in a good mood.

- Sir! - Yes? What is it?

What's wrong?

The police is on the case. Keep calm.

Fantomas' days are numbered.

Take it from Inspector Juve! So don't worry.

Fantomas is a common or garden murderer.

Just a man like you and me.

He's committed crimes, of course.

But he's killed far fewer people

than road traffic accidents.

He's bombed planes and derailed trains, but...

killers behind the wheel are much more deadly.

And this road to crime

must be blocked.

Whatever the case, you should tremble, Fantomas!

You may have 100 faces, but you've only one life.

Show yourself, and it will be ended.

I'll get you, Fantomas. He who laughs last laughs best!

Trust me. There is no reason to be worried.

Thank you, Inspector.

That was Inspector Juve, who agreed to appear

before our cameras to reassure you

and confirm the police 's readiness.

Our midday news draws to a close...

The police are kidding themselves.

And they say we're irresponsible!

That's a bit strong!

Say...

Here's the front page proof.

Your paper's got a nerve!

Listen, gentlemen...

"Long live Fantomas, you don't exist."

- Good headline, eh? - It's not that great.

- It is. You know nothing. - It's not worth me talking...

"At the lamplighters' ball, Fantomas is the token clown,

"sweeping the frauds' farandole into the scandal waltz."

Isn't that rather bombastic and pedantic, darling?

- Stick to your photos. - I think it's great.

There's better. Listen.

"You say the police is alert. No, Inspector,

"they're sending us to sleep.

"You invented the man of 100 faces to save face.

"But you could do better.

"The housing crises: Fantomas.

"The falling stock prices: Fantomas."

Splendid!

You wanted social affairs?

- Yes! - Here you are.

"Taxes and treachery: Fantomas.

"All-round bastard, the elusive rogue,

"the guilty party: Fantomas."

What do you think, darling?

You want my opinion?

I think it's totally idiotic.

And they say love is blind...

Yes... I know someone who'll have a good laugh reading this.

- Who? - Fantomas.

I'd like him to really exist so you could meet him.

So? You think he'd scare me?

He must be fascinating.

There are times when I wonder what fascinated me about you.

Maybe. But your article is poor.

Put a bit of imagination into what you write!

If Fantomas doesn't exist, you should invent him.

Kiss me, darling! Kiss me!

That's a great idea!

- Me? An idea? - Yes, come on.

- Where? - To Fantomas' house.

Fantomas' house?

- Ready, darling? - Yes.

Here I go!

Don't move, I'll take another.

OK. That's fine.

Get your Point du Jour!

Interview with Fantomas!

"World menaced by madman."

Get your Point du Jour ! Interview with Fantomas.

"World menaced by madman!"

"Soon I will be master of the world.

"Humanity is at my mercy."

"I'm about to wield the ultimate weapon."

The ultimate weapon! Little asshole!

Armies need infantrymen. Period.

It's time, Minister.

Thank you, miss.

I'm going to look good at my press conference!

"I can blow this planet up when I like.

"And that ass Inspector Juve can't do a thing about it."

"Maybe tomorrow will see the final flourish of fireworks,

"a spectacle worthy of our universe.

"Don't worry about tickets, you'll all have a ringside seat.

"The world ends tomorrow! Forget your hardship.

"You are all doomed, why not go outwith a bang!"

Sensational! Wonderful! That's what I wanted from you.

An earth-shattering idea. Reminds me of my youth.

When I had the best ideas first.

The finest hoax of the century!

What? A hoax?

- What do you mean? - It's rubbish, of course.

Not at all.

You think I'm an average reader?

Come on, admit it!

I won't speak without a lawyer.

You're going to need one!

"Do not disturb."

It's a shameful scandal!

Listening at keyholes? What next!

In your case, you've gone too far.

Anything to sell a few more copies!

You live off bloodstained headlines!

Without murderers and crimes, you'd be unemployed!

After you, Inspector.

We don't make our living exclusively from crime.

Is terrorizing the population making a living?

Just wait till I have proof that this article...

that this rag is a lie,

and you'll hear about it, believe me...

It'll make a noise.

Come along! Smile!

Ready...

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Hey! Headline and four columns!

That'll boost readers' figures.

Gentlemen, I called you here to inform you of my decisions.

These long days of immobility have been profitable.

I was able to meditate calmly on this case.

Here is my conclusion.

There was an explosion. And for that you need an explosive.

Fantomas blew up the newspaper.

So Fantomas is in contact with our friend the reporter.

Logical.

So... - stay with me on this -

if we watch him, he'll lead us directly to...

Fantomas!

See you soon!

The idiots!

Very clever!

Hey, you! Come here!

Let go, you fools!

Fools? We'll teach you some manners, you rogue!

But I'll miss everything!

Miss everything?

- Tell us at the station. - I'm Inspector Juve!

And I'm the president.

We'll dry you out, my lad.

You can sleep it off in the cells.

In a few moments, Fantomas will call for you.

Leave me alone!

Save your imagination for your articles!

In a few moments, Fantomas will call for you.

Yes, it really is me. Fantomas.

You will never know my true face.

Nor will anyone, under this mask.

You wrote an article about me

in which you poked fun at me.

You made me

a laughing stock!

Let him go.

Sit down.

You thought you could make fun of me.

I've an excuse.

I didn't believe you existed.

I thought I'd furnished you with sufficient proof.

In a totally invented report

you were bold enough to make me look a fool.

A sinister, bitter, angry madman. Sad.

Whereas I am joyous by nature!

I may kill people, but it's always with a smile.

Crimes against humanity? So what?

Humanity... What a wonderful puppet show!

How could I be bored?

You do have a sense of humor. Black humor. The rarest kind...

Cold humor. Behind the mask.

Er... sorry.

It's no time to make fun of me.

You humiliated me publicly.