OSS 117 Is Unleashed (OSS 117 se déchaîne)

In a time when fear of atomic war grips the world...

when the slightest shift in the balance of superpowers...

might threaten the destruction of the planet...

Allied squadrons train constantly.

The West's greatest deterrent force...

is its fleet of atomic submarines,

whose mobility has, until now, made them impossible to detect.

This new, highly trained fleet

is currently our best guarantee for world peace.

From every corner of the seas and oceans,

these submarines carrying atomic missiles

can instantly strike back against any enemy who'd dare start a war

with terrible retaliation.

Thus, all the activities of intelligence agencies

are focused on strategic coastal points

where the enemy might install sensors to track atomic submarines

and, subsequently, destroy them.

2ND FLOOR - RIGHT

DIVING INSTRUCTOR - BOAT RIDES

- Good morning, Mr. Roos. - Good morning, Renotte.

- How are you? - Fine.

- Brigitta isn't coming? - She just went to buy cigarettes.

Here she comes now.

Coming!

Good morning, Mr. Roos.

Good morning, Brigitta. So formal. Are you mad at me?

No. Good morning, William.

Start the engine.

- Would you pull up the gangway? - Sure.

OSS 117 IS UNLEASHED

You can't possibly visit every grotto in Corsica!

I love grottos. They're so beautiful. Don't you agree?

Are you coming with us this morning, Brigitta?

- No, I'd rather sunbathe. - Fine.

- Ready? - Let's go. See you later.

- Start the engine. - Where's Roos?

- Do as I say! Start the engine! - We're not waiting for William?

Hurry up and do it!

Start driving!

Where's William?

Give me a cigarette.

- Where are you going? - To the police.

Come on, what happened?

Where exactly did you dive with that pupil of yours?

In the middle of the bay.

- No danger there. - None.

But I had a problem with the regulator on my oxygen tank.

- So you swam back to the boat? - Yes. To change tanks.

When Roos didn't show up...

You dived again at once, right?

Yes.

You stayed in the boat,

so all you know is that the two men dived

and Nicolas Renotte came back up alone?

Yes.

He changed his oxygen tank and dived again at once.

Sign here.

What could've happened to him? A stroke?

Yes, probably.

- And the current swept his body away? - Probably.

Yes?

Here is Brigitta Rindborg's statement.

Good- bye, miss.

- Good- bye, Renotte. - Good- bye.

- Scuba diving seems pretty dangerous. - It's not.

Roos was careless

and a bad diver.

Impossible! Renotte is lying.

Roos was one of our best divers.

- So he was murdered. - Without a doubt.

- He must've found what we're after. - Absolutely.

There's no time to waste.

If our enemies manage to develop and test the detector...

They could neutralize our atomic submarines...

Which are the West's greatest deterrent force.

The balance of power would be lost.

World peace would be threatened.

The situation is so dire and delicate, Hubert...

That, naturally, you thought of me.

Chatting with you is always a pleasure.

Before I even open my mouth, you know what I'll say.

So you're offering me a vacation in Corsica?

Precisely.

Do you think this young man who dived with Roos...

Renotte.

You believe that this Renotte, though fearing for his life,

will confide in me?

It's very simple. Convince him.

Very simple.

Nothing could be simpler.

You're so persuasive, Hubert.

Miss Johnson, come here, please.

Here. Take a look. Detailed instructions for the case.

Yes, sir?

I believe you haven't met Colonel Bonisseur de La Bath.

Hello.

- Nice to meet you, Colonel. - Call me Hubert.

- And your name? - Diana.

Diana is a lovely name.

- Won't you ever change, Hubert? - It'd be a pity.

Let me remind you the investigation only starts when you're in Corsica.

OSS 117...

- Miss Johnson? - Sorry.

088 117 will leave for Corsica as soon as possible.

Get him a passport in the name of Hubert Landon

and prepare everything for his trip.

Yes, sir.

Miss Johnson.

I want him to leave tonight. Before dinner.

Scuba Diving Tragedy

American Tourist Falls Victim to Carelessness and inexperience

Mr. Hubert Landon?

- Mr. Hubert Landon? - Yes, that's me.

- Good morning, sir. - Good morning.

Here are the papers for your rental Renault Dauphine.

- Thank you. - If you'd follow me...

To the ends of the earth, miss.

Only until the counter.

Why not Bonifacio?

That'd be quite difficult to arrange, Mr. Landon.

- My name is Hubert. What's yours? - Gisele.

You have beautiful eyes, Gisele.

They say the customer is always right, and you're a customer.

For your eyes? Yes, I am.

But for the car, please sign here.

And for your eyes?

Right now, they're not for rent.

Too bad.

- Here. - Tipping is forbidden, sir.

Gisele, I'm not used to these small French cars.

- Would you show me how it works? - That's not my job.

l'll drive you back here after dinner.

Our company only supplies cars, unfortunately.

That's a pity, Gisele.

You've got a gift for the French tongue, Hubert.

I'm part French on my grandfather's side.

I knew it!

Oh, those eyes!

- Looking for Renotte? - Yes.

- He should be back soon. - Thanks.

Mr. Renotte?

Yes.

What do you want?

Information about your diving lessons.

Look, this is a bad time. I've got an appointment.

I'll walk you there. We'll talk on the way.

No, I'd prefer you wait here. I won't be long.

Come in.

After you.

Make yourself at home. I'll be back in five minutes.

- That would surprise me. - What?

If you came back.

Why?

Because you're not Nicolas Renotte.

Right.

It was just a silly prank.

I'm a friend of Nicolas's.

- He's next door. I'll fetch him. - No!

Not without me.

- Let me go! Out of my way! - No!

Now tell me, why are you here?

Go to hell!

What the hell?

- What's this about? - Do you know him?

No.

Well, I'll have to go to the police again.

- You're coming with me. - No.

I can't get involved. I'm a foreigner.

But you know I'm innocent. I didn't kill him.

I know that, but the police don't.

- There might be another way. - What way?

Through the bedroom window.

Sorry, Nicolas. I don't feel well. I can't stay.

Fine. Wait for me on the boat. I'll join you later.

Don't waste your time. I already checked. Nothing interesting. No ID.

- Who are you? - Hubert Landon.

I'm William Roos's brother- in- law.

- How did you get in? - That's quite simple.

The late gentleman opened the door for me.

Which grotto was it?

I told you! That day, we weren't visiting a grotto.

- He disappeared in open sea. - But why?

- He probably passed out. - No.

William Roos recently completed military scuba training.

- He was no amateur! - What more can I tell you?

The truth and nothing but the truth.

I gave a statement to the police. It was in the newspapers.

I've nothing to add, so leave me alone.

Go away.

Fine.

If that's what you want, I'll leave.

I'm going to the police.

- The police? - Of course.

There's a dead man here. Murdered, apparently.

The police handle such things, right?

But you told me he fell on the knife while you were fighting!

I don't have to tell the police that.

What do you want?

The truth and nothing but the truth.

- I already told the police... - I know you're lying.