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- Care to read it?

"I can't live without Evelyn. My

last will is deposited with my lawyer,

Arthur Graham, London."

That was to be found on your body

to make it look like suicide.

Forgive me, Mr. Graham.

Let him go.

He's just getting the police.

Am I dreaming or am I awake?

Strange.

- What?

That he painted her as a widow.

As if he'd suspected it.

See that fly?

- Which fly?

That fly. It's still alive.

And why shouldn't it be?

- It's been nibbling on the poison.

Maybe it's sugar after all.

Yes. It is sugar.

Am I still sane?

- Apparently not.

Not if you now see your one-time

best friend Mr. Graham as a murderer.

The poison?

- It's sugar.

And the ticket?

- I go like this...

And the note?

- I wrote it. - And why all of this?

To prove to you

that Agda Kjerulf is innocent.

The evidence against her

is circumstantial.

And with three cheap tricks,

that any illusionist would use,

I've proven beyond a doubt

that your best friend

is your murderer.

Have a seat, Peer Bille.

That eavesdropping at the window

must've been tiring.

Very.

Now may I?

Yes, now you may.

So you'd like to influence me

to the defendant's advantage?

Yes, I would.

What would you like to tell me?

- Agda Kjerulf is innocent.

Not even her counsel believes that.

He dropped the case today.

She's still innocent. I've followed

her for years. She didn't do it.

Why do you follow her?

- I love her.

Does that surprise you?

- Not at all.

What surprises me

is that Agda Kjerulf was married.

She had a husband.

- That man was worthless.

He tormented her with his pettiness,

his jealousy, and his awful old beard.

But he's dead, Mr. Bille.

Thank God.

But he was alive until March 13th.

Until when?

- March 13th.

Do you think she was happy with him?

- Didn't you say he tormented her?

That doesn't make a woman unhappy.

But you have proof that she was

unhappy enough to kill him.

You must acquit her, Mr. President.

- How is that supposed to work?

Have you ever spoken to her?

- Certainly.

Looked into her eyes?

- Certainly.

And you still think she's a murderer?

- Yes. - Scoundrel!

You have a bad temper, Peer Bille.

- Very much so.

Does that often happen?

At times. But I stop myself

at the last moment...

...sometimes.

You wanted to tell me what you know

about Hilmar Kjerulf's murder.

You won't tell me?

On your love for Evelyn,

do you think such a sweet thing

as Evelyn... or Agda

is capable of murder?

On your love for Agda,

did you assist her?

No.

I did it alone.

Good night.

Now we'll decide whether this man

belongs in the madhouse or in jail.

In jail. Arrest him.

- Just a moment.

I came of my own accord. I'll leave,

and attend the trial the same way.

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