That Man from Rio (L'homme de Rio)

THAT MAN FROM RIO

Eight days of leave.

Yes, eight days.

12:00 o'clock break. - Ooo

I'm starving.

Smell this cheese. - Wonderful.

Professor! Professor! - Yes?

A phone call for you. - I'm not here.

They've robbed the museum!

What?

What? The museum?! I'll come right away.

She didn't eat again. - She didn't eat again.

See you later. - Yes, adios Lebel.

Will you go out? - Of course. - Yes, you have a girlfriend.

What if she has someone else? - Impossible! If she has... than... And it's over!

Would you really hit a woman? - Listen, my friend. Nobody is worthy of this.

In eight days on 14:40 train.

You bet! Don't be late.

Later, Lebel. - See you, Dufourquet.

No one can enter. - I'm Agnes de Villermosa.

That's all? - Yes, I finished. Thank you.

There are no surface wounds. I believe, it's a heart attack.

Poor man most likely died of fear. - You must agree, Professor...

...that something here smells funny.

He didn't touch the golden crown or the necklace with rubies.

Most likely he's a crazy collector. - The statuette is something really special.

It's priceless. The civilization that made it has disappeared.

Disappeared? - The Maltek civilization. - Maltek? And what has this to do with that? - Everything.

And who are the Malteks?

People of the Amazon rainforest, who were destroyed by barbarians. - Barbarians?

Conquistadors. Europeans. You, me... - Me?

Have you been there? In the rainforest? - Yes, I will show you.

Photo taken three years ago. On the day that the expedition ended.

Yes, I see you.

You're here. - No, here.

And the other two? - Villermosa, who died after we returned.

And Di Castro. The Brazilian who financed the expedition.

Each one of you came back with your own doll, and yours now got stolen.

Exactly. - We won't get anywhere that way.

The Malteks were interested in secrets and hypnosis.

Do you know what was their best weapon? - Swords, spears?

Poison.

That's nonsense. - What if not all of them disappeared?

Yes... Indians dead for the last 300 years came to Paris...

...only to steal a lousy piece of wood. With the help of hypnosis. Obvious!

The statuettes are cursed.

I gave mine to the museum. That's why they came here.

Villermosa kept his and died from a poisonous arrow.

Why didn't you tell me, Martin? - But I did, three years ago.

Agnes, you came. - Of course. - Whom do I have the honour...

The daughter of Mr. Villermose. - I didn't know. But of course.

Excuse me, miss.

Do you know where is the statuette of your father? - We never found it.

Father hid it before he died. - Ah, I see. Thank you.

I will accompany the lady. - I'll wait.

Look, I found something. An arrow.

Everyone ridiculed me and told me that the Malteks have died.

Those morons think that I'm mad. The rainforest swallowed the Malteks...

...submitted to green oblivion... It's nice that you dropped by.

You always come if something goes wrong. Thank you.

I would take such a little girl for a daughter at once.

I'm not a little girl anymore. You always call me that way.

Only once every six months. - Haven't I changed at all?

You've chnaged a lot. You are more... - Feminine? Ha ha ha

Quite a little different, no? - Yes, truly.

So?

I still age alone.

How is your aunt? - Come for a visit, you'll find out.

Bye!

Why would they kidnap the professor? - Because of the statuette, of course.

The story repeats itself. - It interests me, what's with these statuettes.

They haven't found the statuette of Mr. Villermose? - No. - No, no, no.

After the expedition my brother, her father, hid the statuette.

After that, poor him...

Dreadful thing, madam.

Adrien! - Free for a whole week. Did you get the postcard? Well, I'm here.

Greetings, auntie!

Whom do I have the honor... - My pleasure. Well, until later.

We'll come back in a week. Don't wait for me. - No.

Not now, the police is here.

Police?

You say that your father hid the statuette. - Yes.

And Agnes knows where he hid it. - At that time we lived in Rio...

She was only 14. - He hid it at the top of the aviary.

An aviary in Brazil? - I remember. At three in the afternoon everyone was sleeping.

I also went to take a rest... when I saw from the window...

...how father dug a hole and put the statuette in it.

He wore gloves and was all sweaty.

If we were to go there, I'd find it for sure.

Draw the location, I'll send it to the Brazilian police. - I don't know exactly.

I would have to be there. - Miss, your car is blocking the traffic.

My car? Let's see.

It is blocking. I'll be there right away. - You forgot about me?

I haven't forgotten about you, young man. Come here.

Whom do I have the plasure... - Soldier Dufourquet, 3rd squadron.

A pilot, then. You don't look like one. A relative? - No.

Fiance? - Not yet. - What are you here for?

Agnes is a friend of mine. - Oh, is she? - Yes, she is.

What are you saying?

Why did they kidnap the professor? - The professor? Oh yes!

I'll tell you.

I kidnapped him. - Listen. We'll be friends...

...if you don't make fun. - Do you want details?

I stood at the window, the night was coming down...

...when two sinister men in black stepped out of the car.

They walked slowly towards the professor, reached him...

...and kidnapped him. Shit! They kidnapped her!

Stop him!

Your ticket, please. - I must stop... - You can get a ticket from the machine.

Get in line, like everyone else.

Agnes!

Thank you, sir.

General, general? Should I bring you a newspaper?

Yes, please, miss.

You didn't bring one miss? Still, you are charming.

At your orders, general. - At rest!

Like Charlesroi!

Sir, your boarding pass. You have to go there.

Agnes! - You have to go there.

All passengers embarked.

Listen... - Sit down, sir. - Listen to me me, please.

Please... - Buckle up yourself. I will help you.

Dear passengers, welcome on the plane to Rio de Janeiro.

Rio!

Can I help? - No. - Do you need anything? - No.

You seat... - It is here.

If Lebel could hear this!

Sir? - I have to talk to the capitan.

We can not distrub him. - It's a serious matter.

They have kidnapped this girl. - Which one?

The one who sits between those two men. - Wait, please.

You passports, please. Thank you.

Thank you.

That's what the mister says. - Do you know him?

No. - Agnes, after everything...

Return to your seat. We do not want any problems. - But Agnes...

I will notify the police in Rio. They will put things in order.

I can explain...

Could you hold for a moment, we need to check your passport?

You speak English? - No. - French? - No.

Italian? - No. - Only Portuguese? - Yes, yes. - Forget it.

This is Rio.

Americano? Liz Taylor, Cadillac, Hollywood, Cape Canaveral.

I know all America.

Polish it well. And the other one.

Francaise? Tour Eiffel, de Gaule,

Brigitte Bardot... I know. Five cruzeiros.

I don't have any.

Go your way.

Fifty.

Here. - Thanks

What am I doing here?

What is your name? - Sir Winston. - What?

Sir Winston. - Bye Sir Winston.

Where are you going? - I'm looking for a girl. - Girls!

I know where. Let's go.

No, my girl Agnes. - Agnes? Is she pretty?

Lost in Rio. They kidnapped her and I don't know where she is.

Wait.

Here, here!

What's wrong?

Call the ambulance.

Hey. What's a matter with you?

Please mister, it's mine. - Yes, yes.

If you don't mind, give it back. It's mine. Give it back! - Stay away!

What did you see? - Let's go.

Miss Villermosa. - She isn't here.

A French woman, she came with two local losers.

Tell me only the number of her room.

I may not tell you this. - Right, I'll find it out on my own.

If you insist, sir, we'll have to kick you out.

Don't worry, I'll still find her.

My dear! - What?

Don't you remember me? - No. So you know Pickwick?

Of course I know this old saber. After you, madam.

I'm glad that you like him. - Yes, yes.

It is very kind of you. - No problem.

Pickwick, now we'll have our nice afternoon cup of tea.

What would he do without his tea. You know how chidren are. - Yes.

We'll be delighted to see you again. - Oh, thank you.

Goodbye, goodbye. - I hope to see you soon. - Goodbye, goodbye.

Agnes, do you hear me? Wake up. What have they done to you?

Wake up! - What do you want?

Let's go, do you hear me? - Stop shaking me!

These scumbags drugged her.

Look at me, Agnes.

Get up.

Smile, walk.

Agnes, go to the door and don't stop.

Where is she? Where are you going?

Walk.

Goodbye. - Let's go

Did you get the friends?

Wake up.

Wake up!

These lousy scumbags!

How pleasant. And this looks like waves.

Agnes!

Of course these are waves. And this is a sea.

Because we are in Rio. - Rio?