Crime and Punishment Page #6

Yes, sir. We found him working

in an empty flat under the old pawnbroker's.

Your Honour! I know nothing! Nothing!

You'll have no trouble with him, sir.

Get him to talk.

He knows who committed the murder.

Oh, my gracious, he's fainted!

I'm sorry. The heat!

- Who's that?

- He's a writer, sir.

His name is... Just one moment, sir.

Raskolnikov, sir.

Raskolnikov!

That's just the man I want to see.

Here, wait a minute!

This is an unexpected pleasure.

Porfiry is my name, Chief Inspector.

You know what I did immediately

after I read your article?

I wrote to the editor of Current Review

to find out the name of the genius

who was the author.

I thought I knew something about crime,

but I swear you put me and my staff

in the kindergarten class.

Come into my office.

You'll find it a little cooler there.

I'd like to have you help us

on a brand new murder case.

It'll give you a chance to see

how the blundering police work.

What do you mean

the policeman took him away?

They arrested him? What for?

The policeman came and took him away.

Come in. Sit down.

An old pawnbroker was killed last night,

a well-known character

by the name of Leona.

- Bring the prisoner in.

- Yes, sir.

I consider myself very fortunate

to have you here.

You see, I have a feeling that you have

an instinctive understanding

of criminal types

that might be more valuable

than all the years of my experience.

You can leave us. Sit down.

An obvious criminal type, in my opinion.

What do you think?

You mean to say you can tell

by looking at a man

whether he's capable of crime?

In most cases, yes.

The born criminal has certain facial

characteristics that brand him immediately.

The difficult case is the normal person

who's driven to crime

through passion or need.

Such a man, however, gives himself up

in the end through fear.

Fear of the law or of God.

Then your ability to inspire fear

must be a powerful weapon.

Very. Half the time it drives a man to us,

saving us the bother of going after him.

And then, I wouldn't confess this openly,

but as one criminologist to another,

we take credit for being inhumanly skilful.

So you were working in the empty flat

underneath the pawnbroker's, huh?

- Yes, Your Honour.

- What time last night did you finish work?

- About 7:
00, Your Honour.

- Where did you go after you left work?

- I just went to a place to get a drink.

- How long did you stay there?

- A few hours.

- Well, what time did you get home?

About midnight.

You had blood on your clothes

when you got home last night, didn't you?

- Yes, Your Honour.

- How did it get there?

We were feeling happy, Your Honour,

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