NAKED... YOU DIE
That man is Simon, the groundskeeper and driver of the boarding school.
This is La Foret, our gardener.
He just got back from a vacation.
You're already familiar with Mr. De Brazzi, he teaches gym and swimming.
This is Richard Barrett, our riding teacher.
It seems like he won a riding event in Paris.
He's been at our school for two months now.
We still consider him a rookie, though.
That's your jealousy talking!
How long have you been teaching at the boarding school, Ms. Martin?
Two years. I could say I'm still a rookie as well.
I got hired as a summer replacement, just like you.
I got along with Headmistress Transfield right from the start, so I decided to stay.
We'll be arriving shortly.
The girls must be on their toes.
Meeting new teachers IS a welcome occurrence.
They will be eager to see what you look like.
- How many are there? - Oh, about ten at most.
The others went home for the holidays.
There's something you'll like, since you're teaching natural history.
We call it 'the bug house.'
A strange pavilion full of rather repulsive little beasts.
Alive, no less.
An entomologist built it to store his collection.
It has some very rare speciments.
I'd like to visit it, does anyone live there?
No. Professor André, who takes care of the Insects, lives in a cottage on the hill.
I think he and that entomologist were good friends.
Oh, look! There are our schoolgirls!
Time to get going, girls!
Go where?
Are you not curious to meet the new teachers?
Not particularly.
On, right. Of course you're not interested in the new ones.
- We can tell from the way you're dressed. - What do you mean?
Nothing.
Lucille, don't you think her sudden love for horses is a bit odd?
Jill, knock it off.
Don't worry, let her talk. I don't care about the little witch.
By the way, why don't you run to meet your future boyfriend?
He's probably a sixty year old guy with a face like a cracked shoe.
He can't be an old fogey, considering he's a gym and swimming teacher.
I'm sure he's a regular hunk!
He's Italian, after all!
- Who's Italian? - Gee, you're so dumb, Cynthia.
It's all Jill's been talking about for more than a week.
Let's go together, Margaret.
I'll need someone to hold me back if I'm overcome with passion!
Lucille dear, don't you want to greet Richard?
When will you learn to mind your own business, Jill?
Well, well!
Someone's got the hots!
Looks like we got another Amazon,
and since she already has a rival the situation is bound to get serious.
- Lucille, you... - Get out of here.
- Let's get dressed, come on! - Let's take a peek first!
Hey!
Wait for me!
There he is! What a hunk!
With a guy like that I will become a champion right away!
What if I tell him I can't swim so he will touch me?
Sports instructors always touch you during training.
Look, there's a new female teacher.
- A magnificent place. - Yes, La Foret is a fine gardener.
I'm gonna get dressed.
- Keep an eye on Jill. - I'll handle it.
This way.
Good morning, Ms. Transfield.
This is Mrs. Clay.
- This is Mr. De Brazzi. - Nice to meet you.
Please come in.
Boy, I'm done for! I know I'm already in love!
He looks so athletic.
Let's go!
Come on, give them to me.
Be careful, it weighs a ton.
What's in the trunk, a dead body?
Well, it's heavy enough.
Hey, maybe it's a chopped up corpse!
Take it to the headmistress' office. She's a vampire!
- Where's Lucille? - None of your business.
See if | care.
Hey, heartthrob knight, any packages for me?
La Foret picked up the mail at the station.
Yes, I did. You make me slave away all the time.
Simon, the package is under the seat. Give it to her.
Thank you.
What did you get this time?
I've purchased a bomb to blow up the school!
Keep me updated so I can escape in time.
Let's go!
Ms. Transfield.
- Do you like your new room? - Yes, thank you.
It's next to mine.
You're one of my best employees, I'd like to have you nearby.
I'll see you later.
- Should we bring up the luggage? - No.
You'll do it when they're needed.
Welcome back!
Thank you.
How did old Prince behave?
- No, the horse's been fine. - Good boy.
- But I'm useless without you around. - Really?
Today he refused to jump the wall twice.
He flat out refused to jump.
He wouldn't have dared if you had been next to me.
Well, we'll teach him to behave.
- Up for a lesson tomorrow afternoon? - Whenever you wish.
All right, then.
'Oh, whenever you wish!'
Did I hear a voice speaking words of jealousy? I wonder who it was.
- Jealous, me?! Of who? - There's that voice again!
Would the owner of said voice be up for a lesson as well?
First, I'm not jealous, and I don't intend to...
On, right. You're scared of horses, such nonsense!
Put yourself in my hands and you will feel like living in a fairy tale.
I will make all your dreams come true.
- You're such a nutter! - Correct, but what are you?
My, you are so inquisitive.
Answer me, girl, or I'll have my squire whip you.
No, mercy! I'm just a poor girl, my name is Little Red Riding Hood!
Is that so? The one who valiantly fought the Big Bad Wolf?
That's right.
- And who might you be? - I'm Richard, young lady.
- Are you Richard the Lionheart? - Guilty.
- What a great honor, Sir. - No, the honor is all mine.
Where shall we meet to continue this conversation?
How does the bug house sound to you?
- Such a romantic place. - Meet me there in one hour.
Let's make it two hours.
If you have something better to do I...
Very well, Miss Lucille.
Goodbye.
See you shortly.
- Mr. Richard? - Yes, Miss?
What is it?
Please note that, without exception, all girls must follow the set schedule.
- Yes, of course. - Of course.
Hey, Margaret! Come with me!
- Where? - My room!
- What's the matter? - I'll show you.
Come on!
- What do you want to tell me? - It's a secret.
How can you tell me if it's a secret?
It's a secret between you and me.
It's a present from Daddy.
- Look! - What is it?
What, don't you see it?
It's a walkie-talkie, a sort of private phone.
This way we can talk over a distance of five or six kilometers.
- And why did you want it? - I need it for my work.
- You mean for your book? - Indeed.
I am writing a chapter in which the spy is locked up in the vault of a convent.
The prior is no prior, but a crook.
The hero calls for help using one of these thingies!
And then what happens?
I don't know yet, Margaret.
That's what I'm trying to figure out.
Let's see if it works.
What am I supposed to do?
Just push the red button and say some spy stuff or whatever.
I'll be in the garden, you stay here and see if it works.
Okay.
La Foret!
Yes?
Did you pick up my trunk from the station?
Ms. Martin is in charge of those things.
You can ask her.
Thanks for the tip, I only wanted to know if you picked it up.
Either me or Simon. There was plenty of luggage.
- Where have you put them? - In the cellar.
Thanks for your gracious assistance.
Some of the girls' parents insisted that we hold an underwater swimming class.
However, Mr. De Brazzi, I do have some objections.
Concerning my teaching skills or underwater swimming in general?
The latter, of course.
I know what a good teacher you are, we wouldn't have hired you otherwise.
We are a first-rate boarding school.
Our students come from the best European and American families.
Underwater swimming has become the sport of the wealthy.
How awful. Humans and fish are not alike.
- Besides, it is dangerous. - Don't worry.
The students will undergo a rigorous training before I allow them to try diving.
- We'll need diving suits and masks. - It won't be necessary.
I've brought along everything we need for the first lessons.
It's all in my trunk.
Is anybody down there?
Is anybody there?
Who's there?
Jill?
I know it's you!
Stop joking around!
Jill!
Sorry, I thought it was one of Jill's pranks.
No...
No! No!
Richard?
Hello, Lucille. What are you doing here, young lady?
I thought you were still on vacation.
I wanted to check if everything's all right.
Thank you, I came back last night.
You know, I keep making the same mistake every year.
I'm always looking forward to spend the holidays with my sister.
Alas, I forget she's even older than me, and way grumpier.
I always start missing my animals after a couple days.
I miss my birds and my insects, so I return much earlier than planned.
No, you don't! You already had your food!
Don't be greedy, these worms are for the mating birdies.
I'm going to check the bird cages, see you tomorrow.
Thank you for wanting to take care of my beloved animals.
Goodbye.
Richard!
Does Little Red Riding Hood live here or have I got the wrong address?
- You scared me. - Uncanny, I never scared anybody!
- You're a nutter! - Me? Quite the opposite!
I'm the Big Bad Wolf!
I'm a regular wolf cub, and I'd love to eat Little Red Riding Hood.
You can't eat me.
I'm wasting my time, then?
Yes, desolated!
Then allow me to change into a more romantic character.
- All right? - Yes.
But I came here for a date with Richard the Lionheart,
to go away together on his white horse.
- Have you been waiting long? - Oh, centuries.
I heard he entered a contest in Paris.
I'm sure he had a lot of fun, always surrounded by pretty girls.
I bet he never thought about me yearning for him.
What a lowlife.
I could summon the guy if you'd like to meet him.
But you'll have to tolerate my advances.
Sir, please don't make me do this.
I love King Richard.
How much?
Very much.
- Have you been faithful? - Always.
- You never looked at another man? - Never.
But you find me charming, don't you?
Terribly.
If you'll come here at ten o'clock tonight, Richard will be waiting.
I will.
How can I repay you?
I love you.
'Jill, what are you doing in Mr. De Brazzi's room?'
'I asked him to tutor me, Ms. Transfield.’
"Outrageous! You have no clothes on, young lady!'
'Mr. De Brazzi is a very dedicated teacher, Ms. Transfield.'
'I would risk drowning if I were dressed.'
Careful, girls. Ms. Martin is doing the rounds.
Really? 'Ms. Martin, what are you doing in Mr. De Brazzi's room?"'
Hello, girls. You can stay seated.
I can't find Betty Ann, have you seen her?
- Here I am. - I spent the last hour looking for you.
What are you doing in that diving suit?
- Jill! - Yes, Miss?
- Why did you pretend to be Betty Ann? - I meant I've seen her!
- Where? - On her way to see La Foret.
- Why? - I don t know.
We'll talk about this later. Sit down.
Where did you get that diving suit, Jill?
- Daddy sent it. - Why are you wearing it?
I'm getting ready for Mr. De Brazzi's lessons, Miss.
- Have you seen Betty Ann? - No, Miss.
- I'm sure La Foret has murdered her. - Stop joking.
Who's joking? The guy tried it with me.
It's getting dark.
The murderer prowls at night.
No, I bet I know where she is.
She's definitely at the riding stables, she wants to become a great amazon.
I don't think so, she knows that her chances are slim to none.
- Right, Lucille? - You don't deserve a reply.
Peace, girls, peace.
Boy, she really looks mad!
Mind your own business.
Come on, dear, we all know what you're up to.
Wendy, knock it off or I'll...
Lucille!
Still nothing?
I've searched everywhere, Miss.
- Who last saw Betty Ann? - Jill, Miss.
She wanted to find her trunk, Ms. Transfield.
She went to see La Foret?
Yes, Miss. She was still alive when she left his place.
'Still alive'? Where did you get such ideas?
I'm interested in police investigations.
You should concentrate more on your studies.
Yes, Miss.
Betty Ann wanted to find her trunk?
Yes, La Foret said that it was in the cellar.
Maybe he lured her down there.
Maybe that silly girl locked herself in the cellar, we better take a look.
Come along, Jill.
The switch is broken.
- Don't go down there. - We don't need lights.
Should I come with you?
That won't be necessary.
Betty Ann?
Are there spiders?
Don't be foolish, Jill.
Maybe we're dealing with an act of sabotage.
You never know.
No, she's not down here.
Did you look behind the empty crates?
Why would she be back there?
Maybe she passed out, fell into the trunk and it locked up.
She's definitely not down here.
- Go back to the others. - All right.
- Did you find her? - No.
Shouldn't we call the police?
Not at all, it's a school matter.
Maybe she went downtown.
Perhaps, but I don't think she would break the rules.
I already sent Simon to look for her.
I don't think we have to worry.
Yes, I agree.
But this must not happen again.
- Ms. Martin, I want to be more vigilant. - Yes, Miss.
Mrs. Clay, tell the girls that nobody may leave their room.
Ms. Transfield, shouldn't we search the park?
Maybe she went for a walk, got a slight sprain and couldn't make it back.
That sounds quite improbable, but let's have a try.
I'm bored, shall we take a stroll?
Ms. Martin told us to stay in our room.
- I'm going. - Nope, you're staying.
Mrs. Clay is patrolling the halls.
- Where have you been? - Eavesdropping!
I bet you thought I was with Mr. De Brazzi, right?
- Who is Cynthia Fellows? - I'm Cynthia Fellows.
- What are you doing here? - We were just leaving.
May I go out for a walk?
Nobody may leave their room.
Don't try otherwise, I will be around watching you constantly.
Denise, I'm supposed to meet Richard.
- When? - Ten o'clock.
Mrs. Clay could burst In here at any time.
I don't care about that, the real problem will be sneaking out.
'Nobody may leave the house.'
Oh, just beat it!
We still don't know where Betty Ann is.
They're searching for the dead body.
What dead body?
Betty Ann's, obviously, but they won't find it.
What do you mean?
The same thing happens in my book.
The spy escapes from the convent and hides in the swamp.
Cops with machine guns and walkie-talkies are out to get him.
I offered this one to Ms. Transfield.
What did she say?
She said she prefers her whistle.
Nothing, Ms. Transfield.
Let's go back inside.
Lights out at ten o'clock, it's so unfair.
It's not our fault Betty Ann hasn't come back.
I'm gonna make her pay for this!
The headmistress will eat her alive!
What are doing here, Denise?
Go back to your room.
Where are you going?
- To take a shower. - How clean of you!
Stick to the plan, understood?
She reminds me of somebody.
Lucille?
No. Mrs. Clay.
She reminds me of a werewolf.
Thanks, I had already read these ones.
Turn off the lights, Mrs. Clay is on her way.
Whatever, I can read in the dark.
Observe. Switch off the light at my signal.
Okay, do it now.
I'm so worried about that girl, when will she come back?
I'm certain that she'll return soon.
You are very commanding for a new teacher.
- I have a lot of experience. - I didn't know that.
Ms. Martin, the lights are on in the gym.
- It's probably Mr. De Brazzi. - I'd like to know for sure.
I'll go.
Richard?
Quiet, you'll wake up everybody.
- Why are you running? - Richard!
What happened? Tell me!
- Betty Ann is dead! - What?!
Yes, dead! I saw her body!
- Where? - In the bug house, behind a curtain!
Lucille, I'm afraid we fooled around too much.
Those Big Bad Wolf shenanigans really got to your head.
It's true, I swear! Believe me, Richard, she's behind the curtain!
Let's have a look then.
No! No!
I can't!
There's nothing here.
That's impossible, I saw her body!
Richard, you must believe me!
- I'm not crazy! I saw her body! - Stop yelling.
- I'm not crazy! - Stop it, I said!
You must believe me!
Forgive me, darling.
Calm down now.
You've been thinking about Betty Ann too much.
You just imagined her.
Richard, take me away.
I don't want to stay here any longer! Take me away!
You're too upset now, my love.
Come to your senses.
Somebody is coming.
Stay here for a few minutes,
then go to your room, pack your bags and meet me at the swimming pool at three.
Yes, Richard. I'll be there.
On, it's you.
- I thought I heard screaming. - Yeah, that's why I'm here.
It was a false alarm.
So this is the famous bug house Ms. Martin is always mentioning.
However, I'm sure I heard someone scream.
I'd swear it came from here.
Maybe we're all so worried about Betty Ann that...
There he is. Our screamer.
A toucan. Very interesting.
I'd love to visit this place during the day.
Professor André would be happy to oblige.
This is his kingdom of sorts.
- Do you live in the school? - No, in the nearby guesthouse.
- That way? - Yes, near the stables.
- Then we can walk together. - With pleasure.
Let's go that way, there is a shortcut that leads directly to the school.
I didn't know that.
I came from the other side, where the gym is.
The shortcut is much faster, you'll see.
- That's where I live. - Very nice.
It's not as gloomy as the school.
- Good night. - Good night, Mrs. Clay.
What are you doing in here so late?
I wanted to take a shower, it's so hot I can't sleep.
Hurry up and go back to bed, or I'll tell the headmistress.
Yes, Ma'am.
Anybody in here?
Help! Murder!
What's going on? Who's screaming?
- What happened? - Lucille has been killed!
I heard her screaming!
Don't talk such nonsense, Jill.
Lucille, did you just scream?
Someone tried to break into my room!
- Jill! - It wasn't me, I swear!
Stop terrorizing the other girls with your pranks!
- It was somebody else! - Lucille.
Are you letting Jill influence you? Have you gone crazy?
- But Betty Ann is dead. - That's enough!
Who is in the shower?
- I'll look. - Yes.
The rest of you go back to bed.
May Denise stay?
I really don't understand you sometimes, ladies.
Come on.
What is it, Jill?
What else have you come up with now?
- Cynthia is dead. - I said I have enough with your pranks!
Go to bed!
Jill!
- What's the matter? - Are you okay?
A murder.
A bit of a novelty around here.
You're lucky to have a murder be your first case.
Let's wait and see, it wouldn't be the first time that we've come for nothing.
Might be an accident or a mistake of sorts.
Well, being strangled by mistake is not that common.
I'm sure it was La Foret.
He always spies on the girls when they're in the shower.
I saw him climbing the tree in front of the building.
I've stopped taking showers because of him.
He spies on the girls while they're undressing...
- Are you sure? - Yes, Ma'am.
You better tell the police.
No...
No!
The medical examiner and the forensics team are on their way.
Good. Keep looking for clues.
I'll go see the headmistress.
Okay.
Who was she?
Her name was Cynthia Fellows. British.
Her family lives in Kenya.
She would go home for Christmas but spent the summer here.
Do most of the families live in foreign countries?
Yes. Jill's father is a businessman who travels around the world.
Lucille's parents died in a plane crash.
She's all alone now.
A young cousin she's never met has been appointed as her guardian.
Wendy's mother is a famous actor working in the United States.
I'd like to talk with the girl who found the body.
The gardener, huh?
I'll talk to him later.
- Thank you, Miss. - You can call me Jill.
Thank you, Jill.
No more questions?
- That's all for now. - But I'd like to help you.
I'll call you if I need you.
Look, I've got a walkie-talkie.
Wonderful, go play with it.
We have work to do now.
Does La Foret live in the school?
No, he lives in a small house over there.
Why hasn't he showed up yet, despite all the racket?
I don't know. Maybe he's asleep.
A sound sleeper.
- I found this hidden in a locker. - Well done, Gabin.
Muddy and wet.
One of the girls wanted to hide that she went out.
- Are you able to tell us whose it is? - There's a name tag.
Go look for the gardener, he lives in the small house you can see from the window.
Lucille!
Tell me more about Lucille.
Lucille... I can't.
No one will know it's you in my bed, if you keep your head under the sheets.
There's no reason to run away.
It's just absurd.
I can't stay here.
Whoever murdered Cynthia wanted to kill me!
Why do you think that?
Because I found Betty Ann's body.
You should have told the police! Where's the body?
I don't know, it vanished.
The police would never believe me.
Lucille, are you absolutely sure?
You don't believe me either!
That's not important, you can't just run away.
I must, and you'll help me.
I have to meet Richard at the pool at three o'clock.
Why aren't you asleep?
Go back to your room.
No, please, let her stay.
Fine, but be quiet.
- Try to remember any detail. - Well, Inspector...
Maybe it's not important,
but Lucille was in the showers ten minutes before the murder occurred.
- Are you sure? - Mrs. Clay saw her too, she'll confirm it.
Ten minutes before...
I wonder if Cynthia was killed by mistake.
Every murder has a motive.
The half million pounds Lucille's father left her could be a good enough motive.
I want to talk to her.
It'll be interesting to know where she's been this evening.
Look out, the coppers are after you!
- Do you ever stop kidding around? - It's true!
They're going to question you.
Ms. Martin is already on her way.
I just wanted to warn you.
- Denise, what am I going to do? - I have no clue.
But you can't run away now.
Besides, do you think Richard deserves it?
What do you know about him? Perhaps he...
I know he loves me!
Nothing else matters.
Lucille.
I'm sorry to bother you, but the inspector wants to talk to you.
Don't worry, dear. It's just a formality.
- All right, Miss. - Get dressed, I'll escort you.
No, you don't have to. Denise will accompany me.
As you wish, but hurry up.
If I'm still inside by three o'clock, I want you to go the swimming pool.
- No. - I'm begging you!
Richard is waiting for me, and I don't know how long they'll keep me.
Richard can wait.
If the police find him, we won't be able to run away together!
Denise...
All right.
- Be careful. - Yeah.
Come in.
Are you Lucille?
I'm Inspector Durant.
- Have a seat. - Thank you.
I will ask you again: where have you been this evening?
- La Foret, the gardener, is dead! - Murdered?
Yes. Stabbed in the chest with a sickle.
- Call for reinforcements. - Yes.
Did you hear that, Miss?
There's a homicidal maniac among us.
- Don't you want to help us? - Hello, HQ?
Don't you realize he's bound to strike again?
We need more officers.
Help!
- Denise! - Help!
It's Denise!
- Where? - At the swimming pool!
I killed her! It's my fault!
I killed her...
Denise! Leave her alone, you coward!
Inspector!
Let me help you.
She was pushed into the pool by someone wearing a diving suit!
He ran into the park.
Good! He can't have gone far!
- Where were you fleeing to? - Fleeing? What are you talking about?
I heard a scream and started running on the path.
I didn't know about this ditch so I fell down.
Where's your scuba mask and your diving suit?
I wasn't wearing them!
Why would I need them now?
- But you're wearing diving pants. - Yes, that's right.
And why are you going around dressed like that?
I'm a jogger.
That's why I'm wearing these diving pants.
I've also wrapped this plastic sheet around my stomach, under the sweater.
It makes me sweat, it's a great way to lose weight.
I need to stay in shape.
You search the stream.
Look for a scuba mask and the rest of his suit.
- Good morning. - Who are you?
I'm Professor André.
- What are you doing here? - Me?
I'm under orders to not allow anyone inside.
But I have to go inside. The insects have to be fed.
- You better talk with Inspector Durant. - Gladly.
But first I must take a look at my collection, in case something got stolen.
No, Professor, it was no theft.
- Someone was murdered. - Murdered?
Believe me, Inspector, I'm innocent.
I happened to be there by pure chance.
I suddenly heard a scream and rushed to the scene.
Do you always wear these clothes when you exercise?
Always, Inspector. It's my personal method.
I can understand people may find it a little ridiculous.
That's why I'm doing it at night.
- You should know that my method... - Yes, you can tell me later.
You may go now, but don't leave the premises.
Of course, Inspector.
Thank you.
Nothing at all.
We found nothing in the stream.
We'll keep looking.
The reinforcements have just arrived with the search dogs.
- Any developments here? - Nothing.
We're tying to find Lucille's cousin.
He's administering the family estate until she's of age.
We haven't managed to find him.
We know he left Paris two months ago.
Hi, Jill.
- How are you, Denise? Feeling better? - Yes, thanks.
Will Denise be questioned?
No, she's still too traumatized.
- Traumatized? What about me? - What about you?
- I jumped in the pool to rescue her! - And it was very brave of you.
You can say that again.
There's a killer on the loose and we have to catch him.
- We? - Yes!
Betty Ann is still missing, not even counting the two murders.
I can't believe you sit ill haven't caught the killer!
I had the park surrounded.
It's a matter of time before we find the killer.
The dogs have found something.
- Excuse me, are you Inspector Durant? - Yes.
I'm Professor André, I'd like to speak with you.
Likewise, Professor, but we'll have to do it later!
- Excuse me, Miss... - Not now, Professor.
- I need to speak... - It's not the right time.
Nobody is willing to listen to me!
Go to my office and wait for me, please.
Inspector! Over here!
Hello, Lucille.
I've just heard about Cynthia.
- It's horrible. - Betty Ann, too.
- She's dead. - Dead?!
Betty Ann?
But they only mentioned one murder!
Who told you about the other one?
I saw her body, and then it was gone!
- What do you mean? - I don't know.
The murderer tried to kill Denise at the pool.
He thought she was me.
- Somebody is out to kill me! - That's nonsense, young lady.
You must help me, Professor.
I can't stay here any longer, it's driving me crazy.
- May I stay at your house? - My house?
Yes. Please, don't say no!
Nobody would find me there.
I would like to help you, dear, but...
It's ridiculous and absurd.
A bunch of nonsense.
You are upset and don't mean what you're saying.
Go to your room.
With all the cops around, you could not be any safer. Now go.
You have to forgive her, Professor.
- You are Professor Andre, I presume? - Yes.
- I'm Mrs. Clay. - Delighted.
- Well? - Yes, it's Betty Ann.
- Good. - Good?
She was strangled, we'll find fingerprints on her neck.
That could lead us to the killer.
I would like to talk to the two girls again.
They're too shaken, Inspector.
I must find out why Lucille doesn't want to tell us anything.
Those muddy clothes clearly show that she had gone out.
The killer was trying to murder her in the shower.
And the girl at the pool?
Right. Why did Lucille say she killed her?
- She was upset. - No, I don't buy it.
Lucille had a meeting with someone, and she sent her friend when I summoned her.
A pretty short-sighted killer. Two mix-ups.
He had a scuba mask on, and he was in a hurry because he knew we were around.
- But why kill the gardener? - He didn't want to take any chances.
- Go on. - He thought La Foret saw him in the shower.
- What about Betty Ann? - I haven't the foggiest.
Maybe she discovered something, and Denise and Lucille might know what.
- Where is the inspector? - He's with Ms. Transfield.
They just found Betty Ann's body.
We are all suspects, especially me.
It's absurd to think that one of us is the culprit!
- The killer is a madman. - No doubts about it.
A madman on the loose who could still be among us.
- Why did they ask us to gather here? - They need our fingerprints.
- Fingerprints? - Yes.
They want to compare them with the ones on the girl's neck.
Our fingerprint specialists will not arrive until nine o'clock.
Would you please come back then?
It's only a formality.
Is the headmistress still with the inspector?
Yes, they'll be here soon.
They want to talk again with Lucille and Denise.
I'll look for them.
- Fingerprints! We're not criminals! - I've got nothing to hide.
- Have you seen Lucille? - No, Ma'am.
Maybe she's in the nurse's office with Denise.
- Should | go find her? - I'll do it.
Wake up Denise and tell her to go to the headmistress' office.
The Inspector wants to talk with her. Help her get dressed.
Lucille's not here?
No, Ma'am.
I haven't see her either.
Be quiet.
It's late and you have to go home.
Be a good bird.
That's the only reason. I didn't want to betray the trust Lucille always had in me.
Why didn't you tell me earlier?
I promised to keep it a secret.
That's ridiculous.
You knew that Lucille saw Betty Ann's body.
You knew that a killer is still on the loose.
You risked your life going in her place,
and you still won't talk about it!
Did you find Richard?
No. Nobody knows where he could be.
Keep looking, and bring in Professor André.
Yes, Inspector.
How long has Richard been at the school?
I don't know exactly, two months or so.
But I'm sure he's not guilty.
Only two months?
When will Lucille be of age?
The day after tomorrow.
We have to find them. Gabin, call the men.
Yessir!
Do you know where Lucille could be?
Answer me!
- She was really confused and... - And?
She went to find Richard.
Can I help you, Miss?
No. Have you seen Mr. Richard?
He went to the lime pit at the building site.
Thank you.
Lucille!
Thank god you didn't get hurt.
You frightened the horse rushing out like that.
It could have killed you.
Easy.
Feel better now?
Don't be afraid.
Where were you last night?
I didn't come to the pool, with all the police around after what happened...
We would have never managed to leave.
- I hope you didn't wait for me. - I didn't.
I sent Denise.
What do you mean?
Oh, I see.
You're thinking that I was there.
Right?
No!
No... I thought that...
You thought I was the one who attacked Denise.
No, that's not true.
Please, try to understand.
You cannot imagine what I went through.
I'm so scared.
Please, Richard.
Don't leave me.
I'd feel lost without you, I don't have anyone else in the world.
Please...
You're important to me, Lucille.
I love you.
Even more important than you can imagine.
Lucille!
I'm coming. Who is it?
On, it's you, young man. What do you want?
Sorry for bothering you, Professor,
but the inspector would like to see you at the school at nine o'clock tonight.
All right, I'll be there.
Sarge, over here!
Look down there! It's horrible!
Pull out the body.
It's Mrs. Clay.
I'll tell the inspector.
Where is Richard?
- I don't know! I don't know! - You don't want to tell us.
Why is he hiding if he's not guilty?
Maybe he doesn't know that you're looking for him!
Are you meeting him soon?
- Where? When? - No!
Inspector, it would be better if...
Yes?
Are you sure?
Where?
Yes, I understand.
Bring the body here.
I will alert the forensics team.
Take her to her room.
Mrs. Clay has been found.
Killed. The body was in the lime pit.
Lucille, do you know why they sent you out?
- Something happened. - To Richard?
No, it's not about him.
Mrs. Clay has been found dead.
Is this killer going to kill us all?
I can't stand this anymore, Jill!
I'm going to find out what else is going on.
- No! Please stay with me! - I can't, I must find out!
- Is it Mrs. Clay? - Yes, without a doubt.
Her face is beyond recognition,
but Ms. Transfield identified some of the personal belongings on the body.
I want to check her personal documents to see...
If there's a mention of any distinctive features.
What are you doing here?
I was told to come here at nine o'clock because you wanted to see me.
Yes, I remember, I'm afraid we'll have to postpone.
That girl's looking for trouble.
Yes, we need more officers.
What about the fingerprint comparisons?
Yes, the doctor's here, he's running some preliminary tests.
Yes, Chief. I'll let you know.
Look at this, Inspector.
I found it in Mrs. Clay's room.
What?
It's impossible.
- Are you sure? - It was in a drawer.
I found it while looking for her documents.
Unbelievable.
Professor!
Professor Andrei!
Oh... Richard!
Richard?
Richard!
- Richard! - He can't hear you anymore.
No, it's impossible.
You're dead.
No. Mrs. Clay is dead.
She was the first victim of my game.
Who are you?
I'm your beloved cousin Pierre, my dear.
Poor Richard.
He made the mistake of getting in my way.
He became another victim of Mrs. Clay.
The real one, whose body they'll find in a lime pit,
disfigured and beyond recognition.
They'll also find her confession, and everything will be clear.
She was deranged, a homicidal maniac.
She was shocked by the sight of her last victim.
That victim is you, Lucille.
Then, realizing what she had done, she killed herself.
- A perfect plan, don't you think? - But why?
Why did you do it?
You still don't understand?
It's so simple.
It was only a matter of time, you see.
In two days you will turn eighteen,
and my guardianship will expire.
Part of the inheritance your father left you is already gone.
I guess I haven't been a good administrator.
But, alas, I've become rather fond of the remaining money.
There's only one way for me to keep it, as I'm sure you can understand.
You'll never be eighteen.
Richard! He's still alive!
Come to André's house, somebody's killing Lucille! Hurry!
God, I hope somebody heard me.
Lucille!
Hit the deck!
Richard!
You left this in the headmistress' office.
Thank you, Jill.
That was the key element of Pierre's plan.
The posthumous confession of a murderer.
He brought the real Mrs. Clay's body here,
so he could escape after killing Lucille.
This letter would have eliminated our doubts.
But why did he throw the body into the lime pit before he could kill me?
Otherwise the fingerprints on Betty Ann's neck could have given him away.
He was running out of time.
He would have killed you too, had it not been for Richard.
He found Pierre's trunk at the lime pit, and this foiled his plans.
Looks like I've got the wits of a real detective.
Maybe I'll need your help in the future, who knows.
- Goodbye and good luck. - Goodbye, Inspector, and thanks.
Goodbye.
- Goodbye, Denise. - Goodbye.
- Jill. - I'll show you out.
On, sorry, darling. Did I hurt you?
Hurt me?
Your dear cousin's only mistake was trying to kill me.
Richard the Lionheart cannot be killed.
- You're nuttier than ever, darling. - How dare you!
- I won't stand for this indignity and... - Stop.
- I would like to come with you. - Why?
Because I'm in love with you.
Me?
I'm much too old for you, and a bachelor at heart.
Would you really want to marry a policeman?
Why not?
My mother did and she never regretted it.
- Your father is a police officer? - Well...
Daddy!
Calling Agent 009.
Nope, sorry. Agent 009 is currently working on Case Jill.
- Jill? - Correct.
Excuse me, sir?
Where should we put this trunk?
You'll have to ask the headmistress.
Should we take it to the storage room?
No, put it in the garage for now.
We'll take it upstairs later.
Boy, this thing's heavy.
Maybe there's a dead body inside!
THE END