Crime Thief (1969) - full transcript

Crime thief

Hi. Yes, i'm fine.

I took sleep pills at 5 am
because i couldn't sleep.

Who? This is funny.

What do you do this week-end?

You know, me and the country....

Don't know...no.

What time is it?

I'll call you on monday. I'm late.
I'm in a hurry. Bye.

The mysterious murder of the
black leader M.L.King.

She's beautiful.... but she
is a messy eater.



Nonetheless, i would fuck her.

I mean i would agree on it.

What a flop !

- You know her?
- Absolutly not.

- How are you? - I've just
seen something unbelievable.

- You didn't sleep home tonight?
-No, i spent the night with Paul.

What a fun we had !
He's really great !

- He's an asshole.
- A total asshole !

- You have the money?
- Oh yes.

- You're looking good.
- Yes, it may be useful.

See my children.

How horrible !

Here you are finally. I've been
waiting for you all night, mr guieff.

You did well, Loulou,
the night is starting.



By chance, i've just
witnessed a suicide.

I thought i was an eagle,
and i'm not even a crow.

- I'm going this way, bye.
- Good-bye.

- You know where you're going?
- What?

Where are you going?
Come with me, if you like.

- What's the unbelievable thing you
have seen? - Nothing.

Could you lend me your
brother's room?

- You had a row with your wife?
- Not at all.

Miss , i'm lending my
brother's room to a friend.

- For long?
- I don't know.

- Can i come here when i want?
- You can live in here, if you want.

No, only occasionally.

Can these be taken away?
I can't stand useless things.

- What are you doing here?
- You see, i'm tidyng up.

So, we're leaving you.
You come?

We're waiting for you downstairs.

Today

i'v witnessed

a murder.

To Mr the chief redactor of
France-Soir,

Mr, today i've killed

i've killed for no reason.

I had never seen this
woman before.

She's the one who accosted me,
and invited me for a stroll.

She's the one who
provoked me.

I've committed a gratuitous crime.

Maybe, i'll do it again.

Today...Tomorrow...

Until today, i've been
a lonely being.

I was second-rate.

Yet, i have an important
function in society.

I'm a notary .

(I go to the desert with the
blue men.) You all saw me

on TV.

You read my name on the
books i write.

Some of you attended
my conferences.

(Yes, what i do is
to protest against myself.

just like in Cuba, without
consumer society...)

I'm going to give you
a helpful clue :

Next season, in Paris,

there's going to be
a play by me

at a theatre...no, i won't tell more.

at a parisian theatre.

I am a known,
esteemed personality.

Be careful !
Hands off !

-You don't know who i am !
- Who do you think you are?

Leave me alone !
Are you crazy?

What's going on?

I care nothing for your respect.

I don't want of
your humility.

I can't stand your
servility anymore.

All of you are slaves.

Judge, you're a nigger.

Emperor, old scratch-head,
you're a nigger.

- Daddy.
- Sleep.

No, i'm not Rimbaud.

Yes, i have killed.

I have killed for no reason.

You come home late.

I had never seen this
woman before.

She accosted me after
she regognized who i was.

Flattered to see i thought
she was beautiful,

she led me in her car
for a ride.

I did nothing with her.

I tied her up to her chair,
like in a game.

I remember that she was
waiting for something.

She was laughing.

I pushed the car.

A crashing car is beautiful.
Beautiful !

But can you understand?

Thank you, Mr policeman.

Jean !
I ordered a cake.

- What?
- For the youngest's birthday.

He'll be 2 tomorrow. Why not
celebrate today, it's sunday.

Already 2.
Do you realize?

- How old will he go to school?
- Let's not be in a hurry.

Nice baby.

We'll make him blow
out the candles.

- It's a pity, i can't be present.
- Where will you be?

I forgot to tell you the boss
invited us to diner tonight.

Because of the baby,
i said i 'd come alone.

I could have sorted it out, could'nt i?
Don't move.

I wonder how many sundays
there are in one's life.

As many as weeks.

Hopefully, we have sundays.

A young woman killed
at the wheel of her car.

I'd like to speak
to Mr Ledieu please.

Mr Girod won't be able to
come to work for a few days.

He felt a little sick.

Thank you, Miss.

Private life of the young woman
killed investigated by police.

What were your links
to the casualty?

I'm sorry i can't answer to you.
I don't have the right.

I don't want to spoil
this woman's memory.

What a lot of papers
everywhere !

- What do you want?
- I am here to sweep up.

- It's useless.
- I don't agree.

I forbid you to. I don't want
anybody in my room.

Mr Christian's brother didn't
mind a little sweeping now and then.

He was less proud than you.

- Get out, Ms.
Jean, did you see Christian?

Precisely, I'v heard he
was at the Lutece.

Would you like to
come with me?

I live around here for now.
Just above your place.

- And before.
- Before...here and there.

- I'm not from here.
- One wouldn't guess.

I like your smile.
You were looking angry just then.

- Did the landlady bother you?
- No.

Do you know Tiane for long?

3 or 4 weeks. He's nice,
isn't he?

- And before that?
- I was seeing with a very rich man.

- One day i left him or rather had him
- Why?

He had weird thoughts.

Suit !
Do we stop?

You owe me 3.3 millions +4,
that makes 7.3 .

I sign you a receipt, or i give you
a 7.3 millions worth painting.

- You have a painting of that price?
- It's worth 7.5 , but i give it to you.

- You owe me 200.000 francs.
- Who has set the price? - Me !

Ok then, that's fine.

A 200.000 receipt.
- Hi.

I give you back the 1000 francs
i took you last night.

- Is it the bill you took? - Of course
not, i spent the other one.

It' the one you stole while i
was asleep. I don't want it.

I'll try to get it back.

The weir murder. Police is on the
tail of the self-accusing murderer.

He, may i?

Private life of the victim sifted
through by the detectives who think

....that it might be
a close friend work.

The letter sent to the police
is one of a crazy person.

The Lucien Leger case starts
again said Professor Desachon.

- Genet did it. - No, the letter is
published. Genet is a better writer.

I think his writing is beautiful.

How marvelous ! Not only
does he kill, he's arrogant too !

- You really think he's marvelous?
- I love this kind of guy.

She's wacky! What would you
tell the guy if you met him?

He's gonna get caught
if he keeps on sending letters.

Why should he be caught
if he writes to newspapers?

Anyway, it's funny to kill this way.
Do we go?

- The perfect crime.
- He writes to the Press.

And he'll write tomorrow and the
day after. Look at him !

If he killed for no reason,
he'll never be caught.

No one knows.
He may lie.

He's having a good laugh now.
He 's wandering.

- Christian says he did it.
- Tian is crazy but reponsible .

- Maybe , it's you? - Me?
- Yes, you. - Why not?

I said it just like that. Florinda
shouldn't have repeated it.

I like Jean. He's not
a nuisance.

So you're used to receiving such
pepople at home?

You must have a lot of money !
Is portrait painting a good business?

Sometimes. Good enough,
apparently.

In 1965, you painted only 4 portraits.
Don't you have other incomes?

- When i'm broke, i paint
apartments.- Apartments?

I see. Noone has ever bought
any of your abstract paintings.

Why? Are you interested?

No, i've never seen a trial.
Why do you ask me?

Just to talk..

- What a bastard this guy is !
- He's mad...

( Now our contest sponsored
by Pirelli : safety at high speeed;

smoothness . Pirelli ,
the modern tyre. Ready to note?

Let's start ! How long can you
eat a lollypop without crunching it?)

Can you go to the hospital
after your work?

( How many lollipops can you eat
between Paris and Deauville

at 100 km/h? The contest is over.
See you tomorrow Mrs.)

A student has come over .

He said you were interested in
English lessons.

I told him it was a mistake.

- Did you read the newspaper?
- I have no time for it, you know.

I 'll let others
fall for their lies.

The sewing-related seller is a
gold-digger; the baker's wife

deceives her husband on the sly
of her mother. Papers tell stories.

- Who the hell do you trust ?
- You, honey.

I know what poverty is,
what solitude is.

I lied to you : i'm not a
famous writer. I am nothing.

Police on a new track : his writing
casts light on the sadist's identity.

I was nothing.

I've been scorned, despised,
misunderstood.

Doors were closed on me.

- Don't touch me !
- Do we call the police?

In 15 min, the weir murderer will
kill again at the Kef swimming pool.

- What are we here for? - Don't
know. You wanted to come.

- You wish you knew. - Just tell
me if you like.

I know the murderer.
I know him very well.

- I know as much as you do
about this writing guy. -Really?

You really think so?

Then, why don't you
have him arrested?

- It doesnt suit me. - Why?
- I don't enjoy it.

If i don't squeal on him,
this man belongs to me.

If he's yours i envy you.
He's a remarkable being.

They're afraid.

This fear justifies what
he has done.

How amusing it must be to
lead someone to death , quietly.

You must see it all
in the eyes.

The beginning of the doubt.
Then fear, real fear.

- Then death. - What if you really
were him...

Noone?

- What's going on, mr policeman?
- Move along.

Is is an accident? Someone
got drowned?

You're searching in vain.
You won't find me.

Just now, a policeman
gave me a light.

I thought i could get
him a promotion.

Then i changed my mind. I
enjoy seeing you worried.

You can't recognize me. I look
like everybody too much.

But your identikits
are getting better.

Only one thing makes me
different, a huge thing : a murder !

But all the people i know
pass by quietly. With no

sign on my face, you won't
find me - Unless i want it.

I've just read the paper.

- This guy has a hell of a nerve.
- And he's still free !

- We're no more safe.
- Unbelievable !

I'm fascinated. I think
he's great !

That's because you're
romantic, miss.

I felt immediatly uneasy at his sight.
I knew he was filthy and cheap.

He looked at me contemptuously.
- So what?

- Miss told you to leave without
her. - Make up your mind !

May i offer you a drink, miss?

- Is she crazy?
- Oh, women !

- You have nerve. You've been great.
- They all annoy me. All the same.

I don't think you defended this
man only to be contrary.

What about you ?
Why do you defend him ?

Because he's on his own !

Because he chose
the hardest way .

Yes , but he's a murderer,
isn't he?

He was right to kill !

Just now, you were
fascinated by him.

- He's a murderer !
- So what ?!

- Perhaps, you'd have killed too ?
- No, not i, even in self-defence.

Then, why did you defend him?

I like his letters.

Police is stalking
the weir sadist.

I wish this letter doesn't
disappoint my lovely fan.

I advice the owner to
call his pub :

"At the Murderers
Rendez-vous". See you, Mrs.

This guy has nerve ! I hope
he won't go back to this pub.

- He'll be back, for sure !
- Why should he?

- Because he's a slick sick.
- Slick sick? - Well, a sick slick.

- You and your odd ideas.
- Right, i'm not normal .

Exactly 95 seconds from
the police station.

- So that's where we come?
- Yes it is. Not bad?- Not bad.

- Do we have a drink?
- Why not? - So, it's 1 min away

from the nearest police station?
- Yes but at a brisk pace .

- What about their cars? - Wait
for them to start 'em up, first !

How much?

- You got any money? - No,
but we'll pay another time.

Yes, write it down on the board.

Do you think he's
calling the police?

This dude is totally
whacko !

He looks funny,
doesn't he?

- You know him? - No, do you?
- No.

Would you have a drink?
It's on the house.

71, 72, 73 , 74 , 75

76, 77 , 78 , 79 , 80 !

84, 85, 86 ,
Good-bye, waiter .

The monster is surrounded
by the police.

You're playing the
peeping Tom now?

Come on in.

Do you want some
coffee, Jean? And you, Tiane?

My shirt suits you very well.

Don't you think it
suits him well?

- He doesn't like you.
- Is that true?

- Don't you like her?
- Yes,yes.

She told me she likes you a lot.

She does not know me.

She doesn't know who i am.

Teach her.

I could show her i'm different
from what she thinks i am.

- Different?
- Show her then.

- I said i could.
- Isn't she beautiful?

IT' S HIM

- One token, please. - 50cents mr.
It's direct - Thanks.

Radio Europe1. This a voice mail.
Talk to leave your message.

I am the weir murderer.

Tell Mr Herbert not to write
about me anymore.

I won't bear the contempt
of a lowly journalist for long.

Does he know who
he's talking about?

Besides, my arrogance really
deserves the headlines.

Good luck, Mrs.
Greetings from the murderer.

- Are you busy?
- No, have a seat.

- I like her when she's asleep.
- She got on your nerves. - When?

when you wimped out.

- I don't remember.
- You ' re lying.

- I seldom do.
Why do you say that?

Just to talk.

I had an idea for
a novel last night.

- Do you write?
- Yes.

I want to make it.
I want to make money.

Money.... It comes...
It goes....

- What are you working on?
- Nothing.

On the weir killer,
from Identikits.

- So?
- Do you sell it?

I never sell. Besides,
to who? I know nobody.

I 'll be published. I 'll be rich and
famous. People will recognize me.

- Would you like it? - Why don't
you mind your business?

He's right.

- The murder has been arrested.
- How?

He had today's letter
in his pocket.

- What about the evidence?
- His writing , of course.

He denies, of course.

He said someone slipped it
in his pocket on the sly.

You see what i mean...

The guy is nabbed.
Funny, isn't it?

You don't look surprised?

- You didn't expect it, did you?
- No, i didn't.

I'm disappointed. He had to
make a mistake.

You've just made a
miscarriage of justice.

Why do you say this
only now?

Because i wanted to
demonstrate that such mistakes

are still possible
in a criminal court.

So, who's the murderer,
according to you?

A certain.....
Guieff !

- Where does he live?
- In Paris.

- Can you be more precise?
- Don't you think it's enough? !

I've just proved what
a mistake you made.

I give you the killer's name.
What else do you want?

Couldn't Justice do
its duty, for once?

Your office called.

They worry about your health.

You can explain to me, can't you?

- Explain what? - What!
I've just learned that you

haven't shown up at your
work for eight days.

Where do you
spend your time?

I think i can feel
surprised about it.

-I have the right to ask you.
- Yes, you have the right...

There's a woman, isn't there?
I should have guessed already

when you defended this
adventuress, in front of my mother !

Now, i must look smart
in the neighbourhood !

I really wonder what
you're doing with her !

( Have a look at
my nice French beans! )

My change !

- We need a discussion.
- What about? - It'd be too easy.

Be sure i'll defend myself !

- I saw my sister the other day.
- She's back from the usa?

- No, the one who's a hooker.
- Oh really ? !

She seemed sad. I wonder if
she's as bored as i am.

Don't switch subject.
It's no use.

- What's wrong? - I'm sorry.
- What are you talking about?

I'm so bored.

I'm so bored.

I don't understand.

I thought i knew him.
We were so happy.

- I don't understand.
- Did you meet his friends often?

- No, i hardly knew them.
- And the victim?- No.

Did he seem weird
to you lately?

I told you : i didn't understand.
Leave my wife alone, please.

May God help and protect her
like i wish i had done myself.

The weir case :
towards a dismiss.

So you want war. You wish
public opinion to forget me.

I won't stand it.

Since you have
decided to snub me ,

I will do it again.

Yet, it hurts me to kill.

I don't like death.

When i see the others,
a deadly cold overwhelms me.

I killed with no mercy.
I regret nothing.

Thanks to this crime,
i'm no more like them.

Now i know i'll never
be myself again.

Or... i was born...
6 days ago.

A murderer cannot be a loser.

I didn't kill a human
being; i killed a principle.

I'm not sick.
The wold is.

You think i'm crazy !

I praise myself for it !

Yes, i'll do it again !

Now, my conscience is
beyond the moral taboos

that rule the others...
The ones who obey.

You're afraid to lose...
to lose your comfort

your definite settled ideas,
your wife, your job,

your connections,
your distance.

I could feel her heart
beating faster.

Her fear was mine.

She was so weak suddenly.
She knew that she was mine.

We were partners in
her own murder.

What's essential to me is
that you believe in me.

What do you want from me ?

Stop !
Stop him !

Here Madame. What
should we do with him?

He's been following me for
one hour. I didn't know why.

- Let's take him to the police
station. - That's all he deserves.

- I could beat him up !
- What an unusual robber!

He doesn't even look worried !
- He's sick ! I broke tougher ones.

You really want to go to
the police station?

- Yes i think we'd better go.
- I'm sure he never was in the army !

Make up your mind. Will you
press charges against him?

- Why didn't you press charges?
- Don't know.

I didn't understand.
I can't explain.

What are you doing here?

- Shouldn't you be at school today?
- Yes. - So, why aren't you there?

- Do your parents know you're here?
- No - What school do you go?

- What school ?!! - Why?
- Because i'm a school inspector.

- What's your name?
- Antoine.

Come with me.

Watch out !
Don't play with me !

I'm not a kid !

You have a knife?

You've stolen it !

- Where would you like to go?
- To the movies.

- Wouldn't you like some
speed driving in the country?

Did you steal it for real?

One vanilla ice cream, please.

- Are you famous and rich, finally ?
- Come in.

Is it a gift from your publisher?

- Did you see Tiane?
- I was at his house.

He was not there.

- Would you like to go for real?
- Where to?

- I don't know. Anywhere.
- You have ideas?

Maybe.

- Can you drive?
- Not at all. Will you teach me?

Contact. Starter.

I don't like the women
who take the initiative.

What kind of woman
do you like?

I 'd like your kind enough....
if you were tied.

Unfortunatly, men who says so
seldom dare tie us up for real.

I didn't like your behavior
at Tiane's, the other day.

I did not want you then,
because i'm the one who decides.

You see, Florinda,
i choose. I.

You don't know who
i am, Florinda.

I am the weir murderer.

I don't believe you.

The other one didn't
believe me too.

Yet, that's where it happened.
In this quarry.

She didn't believe me until the
car fell down over there.

I don't believe you , Jean.
Please , stop. I'm afraid.

It's a silly game.

I don't think i'll
make love to you.

I'm going to kill you. Simply.

You haven't understood
anything about me.

Only Tiane knows me.

He knows what an
extroardinary being i am.

Farewell, Florinda.

- Hi.
- Have you seen Florinda?

- I was not here when she came.
- You've been wrong.

What do you mean?

You look sick. You should
be more careful, Jean.

You should be careful
about me too.

What's the matter?

- I'm lost.
- What are you talking about?

Bullshits.

I'm going to bed.

- Aren't you hungry?
- No, i 'm only sleepy.

You have killed.

And you don't seem to
feel guilty at all.

You even look satisfied
with yourself.

I don't look like
satisfied, mr, I am.

I don't know what it
is to look like.

It's not these ink colored clothes,
nor the abundant stream of the eyes,

nor the terrifying
tears of the face.

That's what
to look like means.

Because a man can
pretend to such acts.

I have something in my heart
which is too hard to represent.

- I'd like to speak to the
superintendent. - Personnaly?

What about?

It's personnal. I have something
very important to say to him.

Name. First name. Address.

You look like
General De gaulle.

Mr Girod please.

What is it about?

It's about the weir murderer.
He did it again.

How do you know?

I was having my breakfast
at a cafe's terrace.

By chance, i heard
a conversation next table.

Someone said he had done the
same thing at the very same place.

That's how i understood he
was the weir murderer.

You understood?

How did you understand?

Because he mentionned the
weir, precisely.

Interesting. What did he look like?

He was of average height,with
blue-grey eyes and brown hair.

He was wearing a black suit.

What's the address of this bar?

- Is he still there?
- No, he left.

You didn't think of
following him?

His friend had a car.
I don't have one.

I came immediatly
to inform you.

- You have your papers?
- Not now.

- Is it your present address?
- Yes.

One minute. I'm sending
men to the weir.

I, undersigned Jean Girod, assure
that i am the weir murderer.

Jean locked the door.
They want to break it down !

- You have a search warrant?
- Who is he?- A friend of his.

- You have not the right!
- Don't you have a spare key?

- You have your papers?
- You have your warrant?

Do you want me to
sign my statement?

No. The experts are certain
that, if he did it again,

the murderer will
give himself up .

Oh really!!? What a
funny idea !

They are sure that this character
will not stand anonimity for long.

Anonimity?

Journalists haven't published
anything on him for 2 days.

- You know, me and the newspapers...
- Don't you read it? - No.

Newspapers are not allowed to
publish his letters for 2 days.

- What's your job?
- Im a writer.

- Does it pay? - I'm not an official.
I take each day as it comes.

One day at a time....
How long have been

living at your address?
- Two months. - And before?

What was your previous address?

It's a real examination !

You speak to me as if
i were already in jail.