The Full Treatment Page #2

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et sans suivant quand mme

dans les htels.

Vous permettez?

Hier de la...

Merci, monsieur!

tout l'heure!

Well, you certainly

conquered the tlphrique.

Oh, it wasn't bad.

I was just telling

your enchanting wife,

in all the years I've been here,

this infernal machine

has never even been oiled,

let alone overhauled.

That must make useful

openings to introductions.

Oh, Alan, this is Monsieur...

Prade. David Prade.

We have already met each other

halfway, so to speak.

- Colby.

- Oh, yes.

I know you by reputation, of course.

"The demon of the track."

Ex-demon.

Come on, let's take a look

at our room, shall we?

Yes, of course, but Monsieur Prade

has bought us some drinks.

Ah! Has he now?

Yes. They are over there.

You know, when I arrived up here,

your wife was quite distrait.

So you offered

to buy her a drink.

But she charmingly refused to touch it

until you returned.

Oh! But of course. She's a very

high-born lady, my wife.

She has the most perfect

manners, you know.

Her mother was a comtesse

in her own right, wasn't she?

- Alan, this is not the time to...

- Tell the gentleman.

Yours is a scotch.

I hope that's right.

Yes. Yes, that's right.

Thank you.

I must say you had me worried, the way

you were prancing about in that thing.

I thought you were

trying to get out.

Oh, no. It was the ham in me.

I always wanted to be a trapeze artist.

In that case, you will be in your element

when the darn thing breaks down.

Maurice!

Will it break down?

Well, it's a mechanical

device, you know.

They all break down

sooner or later,

when the stresses and strains

reach a sufficient pitch of tension.

- Un verglas, s'il vois plat.

- Tout de suite, monsieur.

Well, I suppose human beings follow

the same laws, more or less.

Oh, I do apologise...

Yes, but machines can't mend

themselves. Human beings can.

Oh, sometimes. With help.

What sort of help?

Well, the help one personality

gives to another.

The innocent with their wives,

the wicked with their mistresses.

We all need help.

Which category

do you fall into?

Neither! I derive my pleasure

from being an observer

of this strange mixture

of frustration and debauchery.

And your observances,

are they worth recording?

Oh! Quite definitely. But they are

recorded in complete secrecy.

There can never be complete secrecy,

unless perhaps for priests and murderers.

And even priests

tell their secrets to God.

And murderers can't resist drawing attention

to their crimes, however discreetly.

Hmm. A popular fallacy.

You know, only the unsuccessful

murderers disclose their crimes.

- Ice?

- And the successful ones?

Well, they draw their reward

from a feeling of personal power.

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