Bye bye, Barbara Page #3

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Don't shoot the husband, he's nobody.

You know my daughter is yours

whenever you want, love.

You're paid for knowing everybody.

I can recognize some of them

at night.

- Hugo Micheli?

- The singer? He is out, out.

- No, not the singer.

- No?

Hugo Micheli, a theater director,

but why are you talking about

a singer, you're confusing me?

Michel... he is loaded,

houses, women.

His current wife was a model,

his first or second one

was a star of the Folies Bergres,

Yasmine Rosette something...

- Why are you stopping?

- But that's all.

You killed me darling,

my head is like a squeezed lemon.

Thanks for the lemonade.

Don't forget, tomorrow

Yes yes.

You should talk to Bernard,

he's nosing around, he knows a lot.

Raphal, news.

May I.

I met Paula Micheli two days ago.

News?

Is Raphael there?

Then, give me his address.

Thanks.

And I don't believe

she had an accident.

Why?

They say she was drunk.

She didn't have her papers by herself,

and they are found in the car.

And Micheli...

Well, keep me posted, my boy,

I like entertainment.

- Hi beauty, is Daddy home?

- No.

- Mom?

- Sleeping.

- And do you know where he is Daddy?

- No pal, I ain't her nanny.

Right.

So Lily, I heard

you are being interviewed?

And it's bugging you.

They can't believe

that a journalist has come to see me.

And what are you going to write?

An article on the music hall glories.

You-re young for a journalist.

Look at me, am I not handsome?

Well, I'm even smarter.

This is my press book.

- Were you married?

- Yes, with a bastard.

I must go back for

the change of scene.

Don't forget to return it.

Why was he a bastard?

Silly question, why one

is a bastard, you're a bastard.

Right.

We met here, there. I was the star.

And little Micheli got me.

I was his first step.

But when one wants to get

to the top of the stairs,

the first step is not useful

for a long time.

I was useful one year.

Don't forget to return my press book.

She swallowed I don't know

how many tubes of whatever

- and she jumped into her pool.

- Empty or full?

Jerry, my love.

Birth in the morning, death at night.

God gives, God takes back. Got a light?

Excuse me, I need to see Raphael.

So long, Baby.

Jrme Thomas.

The paper told me I'd find you here.

- Yes.

- Can I see you a minute?

Now you don't have time, just a word.

- Do you know Hugo Micheli?

- Yes.

Well?

Listen, I'm the only one who knows

he killed his mother when he was 3.

- Perfect.

- Good.

I have a friend at the vice squad,

Eterlou,

I'll call him and

we'll meet in 2 hours.

You'll see,

he's even brighter than me.

He can show you pictures of little

Hugo killing his mother.

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