Bellamy Page #5

In public.

But in private, not so good.

Yes, you might say that.

But he made up for it.

- How's that?

- He was very generous.

I only had to ask. He'd get it for me.

Even more recently.

It's been harder more recently?

What did you tell Inspector Leblanc?

That he was under a spell.

He went to her every night.

I did all I could to stop it.

You threatened him?

Not my style.

Let me show you something.

Nice collection!

Crepe soles, so he could sneak out.

At first...

Later, he didn't bother.

So I had to resort to drastic measures.

You hid his car keys?

That wasn't enough.

He'd take taxis.

He absolutely had to see her.

So I locked the shoe closet,

and I hid the key.

Not a single pair of shoes available.

- So what'd he do?

- He got around it!

He took my slippers!

Have you ever met her?

Better than that.

He brought her here.

They rehearsed in the garage.

- They rehearsed what?

- Dancing.

Emile had joined a dance club.

She was his partner.

- Explain.

- His dance partner.

It was a city event.

Just like in America.

A contest that anyone could enroll in.

- So they rehearsed together...

- Right.

At first, I saw no harm in it.

I didn't hold it against them.

I figured:
They're just dancing.

Look...

They won the contest.

The judges said

they were the handsomest couple.

Weren't you jealous?

I felt so confused.

But didn't you think it could go further?

That they'd go all the way?

I thought it was just a contest.

You were proud.

I never knew how to dance.

What I love is decorating my house.

In my family, we never had anything.

I even have a DVD of the contest.

I'm sure they still see each other.

Even if he's hiding, she goes to him.

I should've killed them.

You sure don't mince words.

Tell me, you still have this DVD?

And what do you read here?

B-A-D.

- And that makes?

- Bad.

It makes us bad...

She's a good teacher!

Who are you?

He's Paul's brother, Jacques.

I told you.

Jacques what?

Jacques Lebas.

Lebas, not Bellamy. He's no brother.

Yes, he is.

Families are complicated.

Very complicated.

Your teacher will explain.

That's enough, please.

Whose hand is that?

Emile Leullet's.

And that's his mistress.

Leullet, the swindler?

The naive fool, you mean.

He's got you hooked.

But he's no saint.

He got it figured all wrong.

I never saw a cop like you.

- He looks like our man.

- He is our man.

Emile Leullet

is hiding out as Noel Gentil.

- Looks like he had his face recarved.

- He did.

You guessed that?

The plastic surgery, the forged papers.

That must have cost him.

I'd like to know who was in that car.

Speaking of cars,

your brother wants to borrow yours.

He asked you?

Will you two grow up?

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