Lured

LURED:

Blue eyes. Meet me tonight

according to letter. Will wear a red

carnation, John

John? Good evening.

I'm blue eyes

- Oh, yes

- 'Murder in Soho'

Good morning

- Good morning

Good morning

- Marshall

Look

- Another poem? -Exactly

Elephants encircle her smooth

white arm. Good luck token to shield

...her from harm. This lovely child

with lustrous eyes. A beauty that...

...only death can enhance.

- Let's go to see the chief

And tell Barrington

to stand by

What's going on?

We just got another poem

It was posted last night

A beauty that only death

can enhance. Tonight, my friends...

...it's her final dance

The 'P' keys have fallen off the

alignment the 'R' is sometimes not

...clearly visible, a small broken

curve is found in all the letters 'E'

There's no doubt, this poem was

typed on the identical machine

...as the poems written before,

classified under...

...file Q140X

Thank you

Kind of paper, standard and cheap

81/2 by 111/2

Manufactured, like always, by

Stanton Milles, watermark Victoria

Victoria again

There's no ink stains

Typewriter ribbon probably...

...3 months old

No finger prints

Like always

What's this? Glove prints,

probably suede gloves

Evaluation of the typewriter,

chemical analysis, finger prints

The same information as on the

other 7 letters

And the other 7 girls disappeared

Exactly. There's a maniac homicidal

on the loose around London

A maniac who's weakness is

young and beautiful girls and we're...

...still far from his apprehension

The whole department is

racking their brains on this case

Racking their brains?

That's a mistake. We can keep...

...racking on our brains to the end

and innocent girls would keep...

...disappearing, like this one who's

fate has been shield by this poem.

It's not our brains what needs

to be squeezed...

But the brain who wrote this

The kind of beauty that only death...

...can enhance. Tonight my friends,

it's her final dance

50 beauties performing for you!

50 dream girls...

...to dream of!

Dreams, silky dreams!

Blonde beauties! Not only one but 50!

Gentleman, only for 6 pennies!

Thanks for the dance

- Come to have a drink

- No, I've got to go

- Come on just a drink

- Come on, enough, move on

- Alright, I'm sorry

My feet hurt. L'm glad it's only two

more hours

Two hours in this cement make it

seem longer than a 6 days bike race

In flew a dead duck

Come on darling, let's dance

Is there a stiff sticks reunion tonight?

I wish you two are very happy

Thank you

You must be the most beautiful girl

in here. The minute I laid my eyes

...on you I said to myself, Oswald,

that's my name, that's the most...

...beautiful girl in the old place

- Take it easy, I don't dance or have

bad intention, I want to talk

You can't take me home,

I don't finish until 2 a. m.

We can't go to have a drink

and I now what you want

No, no, lady, I'm a show agent, I've

watched you and you have personality

Wouldn't you wan t to work

in a fine place?

Don't tell me they need dancers in

Buckingham Palace

No, it's for a Night Club with

Fleming and Willes, the best places...

...in London. You are too pretty for

cheap places like this

I've heard that before

Not from me Miss, I'm Milton,

Mr. Fleming's agent...

...looking for beautiful girls

Ten a week and bonuses

There's an audition Monday at 9

I'll be there at 9 a. m. sharp

Not in the morning, this evening

Who's seen Mr. Fleming...

...up at 9 in the morning?

Look, an agent for a Night Club!

I'm not interested, tonight I'm

meeting my blue eyes and I'll say...

...good bye to this for good

What are you talking about?

A man, he is so handsome

I'm going away with him

Who's he?

His name is John and he comes from

a very distinguished family

Who's the lucky girl this time?

Me? Don't be jealous

There we go, 6 pennies

- Still alone sweetheart?

Let's dance darling

You must be the most beautiful girl

in the old place, the minute I laid...

...my eyes on you I said to myself,

Oswald, that's my name, that's the...

...most beautiful girl in the old

place

You're a little cold, should we

get a little warmer?

Lucy, that John, where is he from?

Who are you dancing with,

with me or with your friend?

Shut up! Where did you meet him?

In the personal column

Lucy not like this, it's dangerous

Not when I have my precious little

friend to protect me

Elephants encircle her smooth

white arm

Professor, I've read this poem to

satiety. I had the best...

...cryptographs of London checking

for any kind of code

I'd be surprised if they found it

Whatever the criminal reveals in...

...those poems

it would be against his will

Subconscious, nothing simple

Inspector, I'm glad to say that I've

been able to identify the style

Do you know anything about him?

Is he truly a poet?

He would like to. He admires one

He almost copies him

Who?

The poet that your man must know by

memory is Charles Bodelaire

Bodelaire was obsessed with the idea

that death is beautiful

Listen to this. A beauty still more

beautiful in dead. Your criminal...

...has the same hallucinations

A beauty that only death can...

...enhance

I see, but Bodelaire died

a century ago

in a horrible way in Paris in 1.867

Your assassin, if he's like Bodelaire

...will look for beauty and charm

constantly. A beautiful new face will...

...always attract him

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