Pickpocket Page #3

Scared.

Explain.

Did you hurt your hand?

A little. It's nothing.

Where's Jeanne?

I saw her home.

But I can go get her again.

You love her. Admit it.

And does she love you?

Buy gifts for her.

Have you thought of gifts?

The watch was beautiful.

I'd become incredibly audacious.

I got on well

with my two accomplices.

It couldn't last.

Where had I seen him?

I should have recognized him.

What on earth is wrong?

Here, read this.

The police have summoned Jeanne.

Why her?

I don't know.

What do you advise?

She has to go.

She has no choice.

Is that all?

You can make arrangements.

What arrangements?

Go now.

You'll make me late.

Had they seen me?

I mustn't seem

to be hiding or fleeing.

I hadn't heard him come up.

It's you?

I came by three days ago.

I waited a while.

I was getting some air.

You're right. It's unhealthy

staying shut up in here,

absorbed in your books.

I know you suspect me.

If you feel you can arrest me,

do it.

Put handcuffs on me.

Get them out, but don't push me.

Stop lurking around me.

I've left you alone, actually.

Toying with me,

making fun of me.

Enough.

Enough!

Don't shout. Calm down.

Control yourself.

Don't get all worked up.

And sit down, will you?

I came...

because of my interest in you.

That means nothing to me.

To inform you of something

I'd been unaware of.

A complaint was lodged

over a year ago now

we hadn't met at the time

by a young woman

at her local precinct.

- What young woman?

- Never mind.

Some money had been stolen

from an elderly neighbor.

The next day,

the complaint was withdrawn.

Why?

Perhaps to avoid trouble

for a relative or friend.

The lady had a son.

Stealing from your mother

isn't really stealing.

Perhaps they pooled their resources.

But one month later, the young man

was caught at the racetrack.

I had doubts, so I let him go.

Frankly, all that

taken together

And who is the young man?

You.

You're mistaken.

I'm not mistaken.

Odd methods!

Leave my methods out of it.

Rather than use psychology,

you could have made sure

by having my room searched

when I called on you.

I did have your room searched

that day, sir.

And what did they find?

Nothing, of course.

All this bores me to tears!

- What do you want?

- To open your eyes.

They're wide open.

To the way you are.

But I'd be wasting my time.

As for the future

your future

Are you some prophet?

Does it concern you?

Actually,

it does concern me a little.

I should have questioned you.

I didn't do my job.

But you don't have to confess.

I don't care.

A simple report is enough.

One word from any one of my men

can put you in jail.

Well, good-bye.

What are your plans?

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