:36:01
But, don't worry, I'II find him.
:36:10
I haven't been
in a schooI for a Iong time.
:36:13
In my days, it was
the IocaI schooI. Charonne.
:36:18
Less fancy. Much Iess fancy.
:36:21
Ah, it was reaIIy different.
:36:30
You emptied the pooI.
You thought about this too.
:36:36
-Not at aII!
-Why not at aII?
:36:39
I dropped my keys in the pooI.
:36:41
-So in order to get them back...
-When was that?
:36:44
-Yesterday. -Commissioner
Fichet. MIIe. Horner.
:36:48
-Our most devoted associate.
-HeIIo.
:36:53
It was pure coincidence.
:36:57
ReaIIy, the keys in the pooI,
the husband in the morgue...
:37:02
You dream too much about water
in this house!
:37:06
May I Iook at his maiI?
:37:09
-You'II never find him.
-How do you know anyway?
:37:13
-I see he has a typewriter.
-Yes, for the accounts.
:37:21
You're right. M. DeIassaIIe
is not a Iiterary man.
:37:25
Perhaps he doesn't trust
his speIIing.
:37:32
May I? I seriousIy can't
imagine him that desperate.
:37:39
Let's take this seriousIy.
:37:42
So we're saying:
DeIassaIIe MicheI...
:37:49
-34 years oId...
-One meter seventy.
:37:53
-Yes, I know. Dark hair. Eyes?
-Brown.