The Red Circle Page #2

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I've dealt with so many suspects

who were innocent...

You're joking! No one is innocent.

All men are guilty.

They're born innocent,

but it doesn't last.

Sir, my chief just told you that

only chance can catch Vogel now.

Chance and myself, in fact.

Mr. Mattei,

I don't doubt your good will,

but allow me to doubt

your efficiency

in arresting culprits.

Mattei has the finest service record

in 15 years on the force.

So what! People change in 15 years.

Think I'm the man I was in 1955?

We all change...

for the worse.

I'm ready to resign if...

That would be too easy.

No, you're to find Vogel

by hook or by crook.

No matter what the cost.

You know him the best here.

Travelling together in a sleeping

car creates a bond,

even if the journey's cut short.

Very well. I'll find him.

I'm sure he will.

I hope so for both your sakes,

since you vouch for

your subordinate, my dear director.

Indeed. I'll vouch for him.

And don't forget: all guilty.

- Even policemen?

- All men, Mr. Mattei.

Internal Affairs Division

Was he kidding?

He meant it.

It's his doctrine: crime lurks

within us. We have to flush it out.

Strange man.

A man to be feared.

Where will you start?

The usual channels.

Did you hear?

I did, sir.

But why the name "Mattei"?

Blond hair, blue eyes...

That's not very Corsican.

Bring me his file, will you?

Along with his concierge's reports

and the list of his informers.

I can't imagine him as an informer.

That's because he isn't.

- It's not the barmaid?

- It is.

It's hard to find a guy on the lam

if he's smart.

Yes, I know.

Just find a way to bait him.

I don't even know the guy.

What's he bite at?

Spoons, flies, worms, maggots?

Is the fish you're after pike

or perch?

Spare me the fishing lesson.

You've got lots of imagination.

The neighborhoods changed.

Hoods use new tactics

since the open-air market moved.

The neighborhoods dead.

- Change neighborhoods.

- People know me.

Do as I do:
work through others.

Sure.

But tell me one thing...

You sure he's guilty?

I am.

So, Santi,

forgetting our old friends, are we?

Why come to my club, Inspector?

So that everyone sees you

and thinks I'm a snitch?

You really want to burn me.

Don't lay it on so thick.

Not at all...

Just say you had some problems with

the police over some call girls.

If you won't help me,

I have to try scaring you.

You've tried before to no avail.

Think so? Don't believe it.

I've nothing to say.

With all these customers?

I don't know what's said here

and even if I did...

You wouldn't tell me. I know.

I'm warning you, Santi,

I hushed up your little affair...

for the time being.

Don't make me regret it.

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