Killer (Le tueur) 1972 (Le tueur)

422. I can't believe you're so unlucky!

That's not possible, your palm's got no luck line!

- Where's the luck line? - About here.

- Shit, it's cold and Windy this morning. - I like it that way.

"Georges Gassot transfered into a mental hospital today."

- After you. - I'm going up.

I'm sorry, sir.

"Detective division headquarters"

You know they are transferring Gassot to Villejuif?

- Yes, I read about it. - What do you think?

Nothing, sir, I'm not a doctor.

If the specialists say he's mad, then he must be mad...

Mad but not crazy. You can be sure Gassot's not gonna stay in Villejuif forever.

Specialists are so smart!

Yes... Hold on, he's just arriving.

Good morning, sir. I got Toulouse's crime squad on the phone.

- Robert? - Yes.

- Answer it. - Yes.

Hello... Good morning, Robert... No, it's Campana.

- Here's the Gassot file, sir. - Thank you, Miss.

- Did he sleep well? - Very well, sir.

Show me What you did to him.

For tonight, just give him an injection and a barbiturate.

My colleagues report insists of your alcoholic inheritance, tell me more about it.

You killed four times. Do you like killing?

Please, What time is it, sir?

I'm gonna put you under electroshock therapy because you're sick.

If you weren't sick, the consequences would be very bad for you.

Do you understand?

It's a very painful treatment.

Gassot's brother's here. He's got a visiting permission.

- How is he? - You'll see.

Hi, Georges.

How are you? - What time is it?

He's like this day and night.

It's 11 and we're monday.

No, we're thursday. And it's three on the morning.

It's up to you, pal.

You're right: we're thursday and it's three on the morning.

You go to bed now!

- What time is it? - 30 minutes more than half an hour ago,

it's 3 a.m., go to bed now.

Yeah...Yeah...

Sir, the specialists are categorical: he's sick. We can't chase him with a syringe!

You'll tell me that later.

I understand your reaction, I. Guen. How long did it take you to arrest him?

- Eight months. - This time, we'll try to make it faster,

I'll give you all the means you need. I count of you.

To return him to the specialists Who'll send him back to Villejuif!

- He's really dangerous, right? - Of course he is.

After his first murder, he was a criminal and could has been jailed for 20 years,

but as he killed three more times, now he's irresponsible. He has a total impunity.

Anyway, I set up roadblocks everywhere... And airports and stations are watched.

A computer is gonna indicate us What Gassot could do. He won't run for long.

Thank you, gentlemen. Please leave me alone with Mr I. Guen.

I'll see you later, Guerin.

My dear I. Guen, during my career I saw several time turn up from nowhere

someone who didn't know anything about the problem I perfectly was aware about.

It's very unpleasant... Be seated.

As it's What happening to you right now with me, I Wish to give you my sympathy.

My predecessor was one of yours. Me, I'm just a technocrat who know nothing

about police matters. - I never said that, sir.

Because you're polite, but that's What you think.

What's wrong with my plan? - I didn't say something was wrong.

No... But now, you're gonna say it.

If you allow me, sir, there's something indeed. Nobody ever get caught in a grid.

Just drive on the left during the rush hour and nobody's gonna arrest you.

I didn't know.

But Gassot knows it. And for the plane... It's not his style, he's too suspicious.

You know, he's like a Wild cat. It won't be easy to stick him in a computer.

My dear I. Guen, you have a lot of experience and a great career but it doesn't

mean you're always right... The world is changing.

Police has to change too, that's Why I'm here.

I'll maybe be able to convince you.

I'm a Breton, sir.

- So What are you gonna do for Gassot? - My job.

What can I do for you, sir?

Mr Alphonse?

Did you took your pal out of Villejuif? - What pal?

- Gassot. - What? Gassot escaped?

Don't play that with me, I'm sure your dough financed the escaping.

I heard he gave you a big help so you had to repay him.

I'm not into this anymore. My business is working and that's enough for me.

I hope you got some savings. Did you see how many sex shops

are closing in this moment? - You wouldn't believe it!

If it's of any help, we can provide you some accommodation.

- I understand, sir, but... - Try to understand faster, I'm in a hurry.

I received Paris orders, I set up the operation now.

Gassot's description has already been distributed. Don't you want one of my guy?

No, thanks, I don't need it...

I'm still having some acquaintances with Marseilles underworld. See you.

See you soon.

"Organized crime division"

I saw Toussaint, your boat leaves in three days.

- How much does he want? - Half of What Alphonse gave you.

He won't take the chance for less.

- Did you find a gun? - I didn't look for it.

And I won't do it.

A gun means dead bodies with you and I don't want it.

Just keep quiet here until the departure.

- Nobody knows me in Marseilles. - How can you be so sure?

I can' sleep quietly with you. It has been like this for 15 years.

Can't you stop messing around?

Yes, mum.

I got a surprise for you.

Hey, Louis! How are you?

What's bring you here, my friend?

How's things? - Pretty well.

- Want to eat with us tonight? - No, I got a lot of work to do.

Then you'll work here.

- That could be an option. - See?... Can you leave us for a While?

Seat down.

Your friend I. Guen is in Marseilles.

Georges?

- Yes? - It's Campana.

Come in.

What's up? - Francois has been seen in Marseilles.

I'll be informed as soon as he shows up. - Fine.

Gassot's located in a White 404.

He just enters St Fereol street.

It's not him.

"Gun shop"

- Let's go here. - No. I don't like hotels.

- Goodbye. - No!

- You want me to stay a bit more? - Yes.

I need to talk. Where were you born?

I was born in Hamburg, in a cellar just after the war.

- What's your name? - Gerda. But they call me "the Kraut" here.

- How did you end up here? - I didn't want to do that in my country.

And I've been told there's sun here.

But I only go out at night.

Yet you got a luck line.

I told you not to go out.

I needed some fresh air.

I see.

Le Guen's in Marseilles. - He came quite fast, don't you think?

I do.

Well... I leave you two alone.

It won't be my fault if they snatch you.

He's my brother. He's always bawling out at me but he never let me down.

Does it scare you?

A little.

Are you hungry?

A little.

- Want some? - What time is it?

10 am. - I have to go.

No, you don't go. I take you with me.

- Are you crazy? - Yes.

- Why me? - Because I like you.

We'll go to south America. How do you like it?

I want to, but my pimp won't let me go.

- What's his name? - Lucien the "Grenoblois".

Okay.

Lucien, someone's here to see you.

- That's not your day! - Don't worry for me.

- Is it him? - Yes.

Lucien, I want to have word with you.

I'm listening.

- I want to buy your woman back. - Which one?

- Gerda. - The Kraut? She's not a good bargain.

- I have better to offer you. - Thanks...

But I want this one.

Got any cash?

I'm Georges Gassot.

So What? Want me to give you credit?

You'll never be broke with a man like this!

You better quickly make some dough, he could use some new shoes!

- Can we take him? - Yes.

Does the "Grenoblois" had a lot of friends?

As far as I know, these three heroes over there, and that's about it.

Too bad.

Toussaint is okay to hide us until the departure. I have his van, let's go.

But it's gonna be pricey: 5000 francs more. - What?

It's all your fault! If you didn't screw up...

Toussaint?

No, not with his van!

- In the head, once again. - Who's the Witness?

Me. I saw two guys and a girl going out.

They probably didn't agree on the price of the passing.

Are you gonna tell me he also had no friends? - That's different for him.

He was called Toussaint Orsini.

Are you France Soir's correspondent in Marseilles?

I'm superintendent I. Guen.

The specialists saw that clearly: he's a megalomaniac.

What he wants is ruled over the Marseilles underworld. He made no secret of it:

already two murders in two days.

Excuse-me a second, I have to use the phone.

Orsini's murderers had just been arrested: a couple of drug dealers.

- Are you sure? - I think, yes.

- I prefer proofs to confession. - Getting proofs can take a lot of time.

Sure.

Ask Firas to tell nobody until tomorrow night. I want Gassot to go back to Paris.

Okay.

- Are we going by the office? - No, directly to St-Louis street.

If Gassot has read "France soir", he'll first pay a visit to Alphonse.

See you at Lulu's place.

- What is he gonna do? - I prefer not think about it.

You must be crazy to stay with him. - So Why are you staying?

- I've got no choice: he's my brother. - I've got no choice neither.

Car 240 speaking, target spotted and going towards the public garden