Strano vizio della Signora Wardh, Lo (The Strange Vice of Mrs. Wardh) Page #5

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We're closing!

Excuse me

I had an appointment

at the South entrance

to the Palmenhaus but

I've lost my bearings.

Over there

but if you don't hurry

you'll be locked inside.

They're about to close

the gates now, so be quick.

- Thank you.

- Good evening.

Help!

Help!

No!

No!

What's going on?!

- Who was screaming!?

- There...

Look over there!

Can you tell us anything?

No, I didn't see anything.

I just heard that poor

girl shouting.

She had asked me where the

Palmenhaus South entrance was.

She said she had an appointment.

I don't know anything else.

These little animals are

my only friends, inspector.

Much less repugnant

than certain people I know.

Listen...

it's been said

that you've been

Carroll Baxter's

friend for a long time.

It's very important

for us to know

everything there

is to know about her

and her friends.

Please follow me to

the police station

I need to continue

to interrogate you.

Don't worry, I'm used

to being around cages.

So...

shall we go?

Lets go.

Is all this really necessary?

So, madam...

is this the man you spoke to us about?

Yes.

Why do you think he's the

killer we're looking for?

You flatter me Julie.

Do you really think I'm capable of

cutting a lot of women's throats?

Yes, you could be.

And though it might seem silly,

he has a black car

like the one described

in the papers.

You're incredibly amusing.

But it was you who

sent me those notes.

What notes?

The lady and I were joined

in an "intimate" friendship.

That's why I sent her

flowers along with my thoughts,

hoping she'd remember the good times,

and perhaps decide on

a nostalgic encounter.

I hate you.

The only thing I can't

stand is indifference.

Hate is a good feeling,

it's fiery and violent

like love, only more so.

Mrs Wardh, you received

a threatening phone call

and that Carroll went to

the appointment in your place

thinking that you were

dealing with your friend...

Was it that man's

voice on the phone?

It was disguised,

it could have been anyone.

But Carroll told me

it must have been Jean.

A stranger wouldn't

have had to mask the voice.

Yes...

but he was in a bowling

alley on the other side of town

while someone was

cutting your friend's throat.

That's the way it is, I'm afraid.

Listen...

why don't you check

Mrs Wardh's alibi?

You're a dirty coward.

You see, Mrs Wardh

doesn't have a black car,

but she's always had

a weakness for blood.

Nobody's said the murderer

you're looking for is a man.

You're a...

...person you were keen

on for over two years.

That's enough!

I'm not interested

in your theories.

That's fine.

Can I go?

- I've got something to do.

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