Police Python 357

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Are you asleep?

Start her up!

Stop!

lnspector Marc Ferrot.

Of course.

Quiet at the boss's, isn't it?

Nice, for a chief super.

l fell in love with a woman

with no dowry.

The opposite of Mme Ganay.

See you at 8 tomorrow

to question those 2 guys.

- Bye, Ferrot.

- Bye, Mnard.

Good day, ma'am.

Sorry to leave early.

- l'll see you out.

- Goodbye.

We should have invited his wife.

Though he'd never have stayed.

Really, Victor, we're bored

by your Sundays in the country.

A country house is for people

who have children

or who had them.

And he always stays on his own.

l wonder what belly bore him.

-Are you tired?

- l'd like to go home.

Right away, darling.

- Bravo!

-Very good.

My wife isn't well, we're going home.

No, you stay.

- ls it serious?

- She thinks she'll be bedridden.

You know, Ferrot,

l didn't think the Christanis

could be arrested.

l did, sir.

l'd been after them a year.

But be careful, Ferrot.

Once again you were alone,

arresting two armed men at night.

Please close the gate.

See you tomorrow.

Goodbye, Mr Ganay.

Caught you red-handed!

You like it?

Who are you?

Why were you at the church?

You take it well.

- Pardon?

- No, it was chance.

l was working nights

and took some snaps

for my shop window, that's all.

Put your shoes back on.

You'll catch cold.

No. Excuse me.

l'm sorry. l'll bring the photos,

the negatives too.

Sorry.

Shall l bring them?

Tonight?

- Tomorrow?

- l don't know.

Where, when?

Last train from Paris tomorrow.

Let's carry on.

We've said the same thing

for 8 hours.

What time is the

last train from Paris?

Thank you.

Yes, l know it's her birthday.

We'll celebrate tomorrow.

l have to stay.

How old is the girl now?

Ten.

Go home.

l'll see to them.

Keep me a piece of cake.

Abadie, you can go too.

Right.

We'll pick it up in the morning.

Orlans,

Saint-Pierre-des-Corps and Tours.

Express, 1st and 2nd class.

- l didn't see you.

- Or recognise me? Here.

What sign are you?

-Where can l drop you?

- Straight on.

You come from Paris

to do shop windows at night?

Got anything against the night?

Leave me here.

l've a window to do.

Goodbye.

Why are you following me?

To spy on me?

No, it's silly. l...

l don't quite know why.

l never want to see you again.

l want you more and more.

Hey, you, stop!

- Let's go.

-What's wrong?

What's going on?

Wait. Stop!

-What did you do?

- lt went off on its own.

Never touch this weapon again.

lt's not a toy.

You're not a little girl!

Sh*t, my pen.

Go back, if you're brave enough.

You're angry.

Here, man.

And don't you lose it.

lt's Japanese, totally automatic.

Wait!

l want your most expensive pen.

But l can give you a discount.

There.

No, it's ugly.

You think that's ugly?

lt's the best l've seen.

''l've been thinking a lot.

''l'm going toleave you...''

To Mr Victor Ganay.

l forgot the tools

to repair this handle.

Writing to me?

l felt like writing to you.

- l'm hungry.

- l've got what you like.

l'm a bastard.

What?

Old and selfish.

Here.

l'm blocking you.

Because of me,

you can't see who you like.

Why? Don't l look happy?

Open the drawer.

Thank you.

lt's beautiful.

Hello, darling.

l want your frank opinion.

The policemen are talking

of striking.

What do you think?

lsn't it a bit much?

Well, a few months to retirement.

Yes.

We have to reply

about the holiday house.

l like it.

Have you talked to Silvia about it?

No, not yet.

Writing to you again?

Blue period, pink period,

black period.

lt stops and starts.

l know her backwards.

But l like her.

No one would've done

what you've done for her.

This is the first time

l've felt good in Paris.

Spare a coin?

-Are you hurt?

- Bunch of pricks!

You could have hurt her.

What's wrong?

What's wrong? Tell me.

lt's foryou, Marc.

No, it's lovely...

You don't like it.

Of course l do.

The only jewellery l've had

was an ankle chain.

At the orphanage,

l was almost called ''Fer au pied''.

Luckily they shortened it to Ferrot.

Even Ferrot's a tough name

for a kid...

l want to live with you.

Tell me if there's someone

in your life.

Nobody.

Then why look like

you're trying to hide someone?

We can go out together in Orlans.

l'm sick of cops!

What have cops got to do with this?

You're asking me questions.

Look... l've obeyed you,

l've never tried to find out anything...

And that?

ls that his time?

lt's all easy for you.

You judge mistakes. Catch thieves.

And always rely on yourself.

- Yes.

- See? You don't trust anyone.

That's true.

But with you, it's different.

So...

Let's stop. l don't want us to row.

We'll go home and you can call

when you've decided?

lt's for you.

Silvia.

Yes.

Of course l'm well.

ls that why you called?

That's nice. Take care.

She calls you here now?

Where from?

Her place.

You're still sure no one knows

about you two?

l know a few who'd be

only too pleased to catch you

and create a scandal.

This close to retirement,

it'd be silly.

- No one knows.

And your hotel?

La Grenouillre?

Don't start, Thrse.

l took her once.

So long ago.

See how simple it is.

Not at all.

Give me another week.

Why make a date, then?

To piss me off?

l beg your pardon.

Rivire 18 to Germaine.

Leaving the network.

l've a vicious migraine.

See you tomorrow.

Can't you be careful?

You're not allowed on the grass.

You know where l live now.

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