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POIROT
MURDER BEHIND THE SCENES
I do not know if we had to wait see us again.
It would not stand that. I will will see you again.
Please...
- My God, you are so lovely. - Ahmed...
... I am married.
No, not, no!
Very quite personal, cut! Cut!
Someone says to me please what these did actors have to be doing?
I must be missed, only I can! I thought that it was a scene of love!
My face Valerie, you are not discussing the time with him,
you are going to commit adultery with him!
It does a great pause before saying " I am married ".
"Ahmed", you count up to five, you turn and then you say your speech.
Is it well? We are going to see there.
Ahmed...
I am married.
Wanted... Can You count up to five?
- I counted. - Then it counts up to Dec.
You are not counting for the play of the hidden ones.
One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten! Did you realize?
Good morning. Captain Hastings and Sir Poirot.
Guests of Bunny Saunders.
He is very new to be carrying out his first movie.
But what opportunity, to get with in what the Valerie Saintclair plays the lead role!
Yes. The movies are very boring, Hastings.
But the actors who are paid to deceive us, they are interesting.
Silence!
Red light and bell.
We can film.
Image 1-8, take 11.
Action!
What was the Ahmed to do here?
It came to treat the horses.
Is it his excuse?
Is that Ralph Walton?
It was a great star before of the well-known movies.
He passes...
He spends too much time... ... too much this way.
Bernard, is not true!
I lament, my expensive one, I dried. The old brain died.
It cuts.
We are going to do a short interval.
He goes away and I do not want to know of more not at all.
Now. Do you understand?
- Bunny! - Arthur, just as well that you came.
It is marvellous to see you.
I introduce to you my good friend, Monsieur Hercule Poirot.
Enchanté, Monsieur.
Beauty queen Deloy, I want to see the Beauty queen Saintclair in my office, immediately.
Yes, Mr. Reedburn.
I will apologise for the Reedburn.
He is the chief of the cinematographic one.
It does not do badly. It is obvious what is an occupied man.
He gave me educations to get rid of Ralph Walton.
Creed!
The truth is that the old man Ralph it is already not in best his,
but catch it in a good day and they will not find better actor.
I am seeing that I have no choice. He hates the Reedburn.
Please, give me permission.
What horror!
- Monsieur Poirot! - Good morning, Your Highness.
Marsh, please. After all what fez for my family.
Now that one.
And what brings it to the Parade Studios?
Pure pleasure. My partner, Capitão Hastings.
How it goes?
He and his producer they are friendly old men.
- Excellent. Be arrived-well. - Thank you.
Treat me like a child! It is me who gives more receipts here!
It is true. But without the cinematographic one, you would not be anything.
Without me, you were not even entering in movies.
- Perhaps it was better so. - Perhaps, I doubt them to myself.
You are ambitious too much for that.
You know that you are still lovelier when you are angry?
You thought again about my girl proposed, my darling?
His pig!
Mr. Walton, please! This is highly irregular!
What the problem is, my expensive Ralph?
He is you, stinking weasel sweats!
It has no stomach to say it to me in the face!
Now, now!
It seems that you lost the ways, for besides the talent. It is a pity.
You were such a civilized company.
To be at the same level of one it collects, we will track in the ground.
Escort you. Walton for out of the property immediately.
This is not this way, Reedburn.
- Is it well, Henry? - Of course
and do not call me Henry!
Go away!
Marsh...
It is an animal!
Promptly. It passed already, wanted.
I have good head to withdraw my support of this movie.
Of this what you are with me, I manage to support it.
It promises to me what you do not speak again with alone Reedburn.
Yes.
Yes, I promise.
Action.
Do not move. You are lucky of being in your arm.
In the struggle of my people, a life does not count for anything.
I will do best mine. I had to tell them with my husband.
I feel that I will be well in his hands.
Cut! The best.
What lack is sex appeal!
The modest woman of the doctor is irresistibly attracted by the young person.
She knows that it will be unfaithful.
The women are so. They are not contained.
They are a putty in the hands of the wild devil
what is hidden in all you link.
Because they do not give me another drink? Because they do not give me another drink?
You. Ruddy Reedburn is he an owner of this studio, by chance?
And then? He is not my owner
and if I want, I take a drink.
I show him.
We are reaching the house of the Mr. Reedburn, my lady.
It gives birth here.
Thank you.
No, Inspector, something terrible happened.
Please, order men immediately.
Thank you.
Is it?
- Does Hercule Poirot speak? - Yes.
- He speaks Marsh, of Morania. - Your Highness.
- Please, Poirot, Marsh. - Pardon. Marsh.
Something awful, Poirot happened.
I need his help desperately.
The Valerie is in a serious reel.
- My God. Is she with you? - She phoned now.
I will do what will be able to help.
The fact is that, Poirot, I and the Valerie we are fiances and are going to marry ourselves.
It was not doing idea.
It still did not come to public.
My family would never approve,
there was the least sign of scandal.
Where it is now the Mademoiselle Saintclair?
It is at a home near to that of Reedburn, called " Willows ".
- How she arrived there? - It ran for the nearest house.
She is implicated in a criminal subject?
I fear that yes.
His family thinks what will think, call the police officer.
- That happened already. - Were they already called?
- Yes. - Excellent.
Be sincere with them, what will be discreet.
I first objected to the idea,
but the family of Willows, the Oglanders, they insisted,
but the publicity preoccupies me.
I will do everything to my reach to protect his reputation.
I will know them to myself exactamente what happened.
Yes, yes, yes...
Promptly.
Police officer. Inspector-chief Japp. They informed us of a disturbance.
- Disturbance? - In the library.
- And you who is? - Frampton, butler of Mr. Reedburn.
Then where it is?
The library? It is here, gentleman.
A moment, please.
Creed, God's mother!
Do not touch him, not to matter.
But it happened completely so fast, Inspector-chief.
We the four we were playing bridge
when we saw sudden movements in the window.
We were amazed because of seeing a young person hitting the glass.
She had a face absolutely terrified!
By chance it noticed to what hours this took place, Mrs. Oglander?
It must have been about the Dec.
Yes, I remember the clock in the wall making one's mark the hour, little before.
Please continue, lady.
Ronnie got up to let it in.
She was without breath.
It seems that she had crossed the gardens of "Mon Desir".
- Did she say anything? - Yes.
" Murder! He was murdered! "
" Murder! He was murdered! "? Is he sure?
Never again I will forget of this words while it will be lively.
Then she fainted, pobrezinha.
And clear, we called soon the police officer.
Did any of you recognize it?
I thought that there was something of vaguely familiar in her,
but it was Geraldine who guessed what was the Valerie Saintclair.
She is her enormous fan. Are not you, wanted?
One remembers, mon ami, it is important to maintain a discreet silence
as for the connection between the Prince Marsh and the Mademoiselle Saintclair.
Yes, clear.
The police officer took the corpse this morning. Of rest, nobody touched the room.
And the curtains were closed last night?
Yes, man. I close all the curtains every night.
- Then who opened this one? - I cannot say to him, man.
Perhaps you. Reedburn.
Which house is this?
It is the "Willows", man. Neighbors of the Mr. Reedburn,
with the nickname of Oglander, I believe.
Clear. The Oglanders. Give me permission, please.
And this window has been seeing for the entry, is not it?
Right, gallant.
Call. The Monsieur Reedburn was it waiting for visits last night?
He did not say, man. But after the departure of the Mr. Saunders...
- Bunny Saunders? - Right. He and you. Reedburn
they were seeing visionamentos in the theater of projection.
You. Saunders left for turn of 21:30, I am not wrong.
- And later? - Well, gentleman,
you. Reedburn gave educations not to be bothered.
- In the library, this is. - And did not it see anybody arriving?
No, man. But they could have entered through the side door and I do not know.
Do I can?
Thank you.
You. Reedburn was in the habit of receiving you visit at night
through this door? - I think so, gentleman.
And he did not hear anything in the library after you. Reedburn to have come here?
I cannot be sure, but I thought to have heard the voice of a woman.
- The voice of a woman? - Yes, man.
I can have imagined, clearly. Because it was what it was already waiting to hear.
If they well understand me.
Obviously.
We look for an instrument hole, quite wide.
I do not eat a poker, me weighed. Begin there for top.
It prays well... Here we go again.
My expensive Inspector-chief Japp.
Perhaps did it already resolve this case, no?
It is already not lacking very much, Poirot.
Did he already hear of the Valerie Saintclair?
- Saintclair? - The movie star.
I was now speaking with her. It is very intelligent.
- It was her that discovered the corpse. - A movie star?
Yes. She was frightened, therefore it escaped for that house, the "Willows".
But what it was doing does it link here, Inspector? I know which era very late.
Business. You. Reedburn was producing cinematographic.
They have not a normal time-table, Poirot.
The Valerie Saintclair it caught sight of an intruder,
what makes easy me the life immensely.
There are this way many Gypsies
and you. Reedburn it was not their favorite.
He tried so that they went away though several times.
In his opinion, what the cause of the death would be?
A blow in the nape. Also it had injured between the eyes,
but the fatal blow was in the head.
The blood is still seen.
- Was he lying of back? - Right.
Perhaps did it fall and hit this?
There would be tracks of blood in the arm.
Unless they have been washed.
Because there was someone of wanting to do an accident to seem a murder?
It is true.
They are to me something that confuses me.
Because you would run. Saintclair for the "Willows",
instead of the house to the front, what is more nearby?
It is simple. With the corpse here and the open curtain,
the lights of that house there would be the first ones to be seen.
But clear. It is wide steps á my front, expensive Inspector-chief.
Do not be discouraged, Poirot.
With so many years of run, we develop sense of smell for this.
What horror...
The poor person Valerie Saintclair it would pass this way in the darkness.
Does it think that the Japp has a good trace?
I refer to this history of the Gypsies.
A man as the Reedburn it had enemies.
Up to the rest.
They were not imported of waiting here a little, gentlemen.
There famille, Hastings. No knot has the same strength.
- Good morning, gentlemen. - Bonjour, mademoiselle.
- Belong they of the police officer? - No, in no way.
Pardon.
We are acting in the quality of private detectives
for our friendly darling, Mademoiselle Saintclair.
I am seeing. Do I eat can help you?
To purpose, forgive the confusion of the room.
The police officer gave us educations to leave everything as it was.
I understand.
- Yesterday were they playing bridge? - Yes.
And the girl where she was sitting down?
Here, when it faced the window.
I played to couples with my mother and it had a suit when it took place,
when the Beauty queen Saintclair appeared á keeps at the window.
Is there much time that was playing?
Perhaps be an hour. We played several departures.
The Mademoiselle Saintclair still here is it, right?
Yes.
Thank you.
Between.
Monsieur Poirot, Captain Hastings. Obliged since they come.
- Mademoiselle. - Please.
Yesterday I saw it in the place of filming.
The Marsh insisted in him phoning last night.
Perhaps be able to explain us what took place?
It was awful. Simply awful.
I say to him since the Reedburn it was blackmailing me.
I cannot say to him why, therefore do not wonder,
but for good of the Marsh and of us, I tried to reach a promise.
I do not lament that he is killed,
believe them to me in me, I did not kill it. Interest.
One says what happened, my dear girl.
I agreed in meeting with him, last night.
Was it driven to despair, it understands?
In last week, he forced me signing another contract of three years.
He still wanted more.
- More? - He said to be in love with me.
I do not need of calling yourselves what he wanted.
He was not seeing exit.
He asked for me to meet with him in the library ás 21:45.
Courage, mademoiselle.
When I entered, the library seemed empty.
Then I saw it to the window. The corpse in the ground.
For my horror, I realized that it was the Reedburn.
I realized soon that it was killed.
It was going to call for someone when something made me look.
One moved a curtain in another side of the library and mine heart stopped.
In the ground, he was managing to see a couple of feet. Someone was there!
Only he was managing to think in escaping, Monsieur Poirot.
I saw the lights of this house in the darkness and I kept on running up to here arriving.
It is necessary to have been a great shock, mademoiselle.
But call...
The window where it found the corpse;
it was in the rears of the library, with sight for the garden?
Yes.
How the curtain of this window was? Closed?
No, it was opened.
And in other windows?
I find that other curtains they were closed.
And this couple of feet? Would he say that she was a man or woman?
Man, of certainty.
They were boots, not shoes.
Like disentangled boots, only that used and very dirty.
I realize.
Excuse, but you. Oglander he wanted to speak with you.
- It can wait in the room of visits. - Certainly.
The Mademoiselle Oglander it had to have three swords, not a suit.
But at last ...?
Only 51 letters are! One is absent.
Clear! I am a blockhead!
Hastings, this explains everything.
There is no king of sticks.
Very much obliged since they waited, gentlemen.
It will be that I can ask for him a boy favor, Mr. Poirot?
To his to have, lady.
Know, my husband is not well and I am afraid what the newspapers know
that the Beauty queen Saintclair is here. Then we will not have peace.
I can dispose of his discretion, Mr. Poirot?
I did not see, did not hear of the Mademoiselle Saintclair.
It can be rested, lady.
Very much thank you. I him am very grateful.
I can ask about him a thing, lady?
Who was the first one to notice in the Mademoiselle Saintclair to the window?
It is difficult to say, the uproar distracted us to all.
One was managing to see them perfectly of his place.
Yes, clear. I was facing the window.
It must be absorbed in the play.
Unfortunately I have way little for the bridge.
It walks preparing something, Poirot. Who had given me to know what.
Be patient, my friend.
It puts them in the line.
Go, I do not want when they here cheeped. Take off one's shoes.
This is a serious subject.
Write the names in the etiquettes and give the boots to an agent.
- What? - We return them, do not worry.
Vain to be seen for a movie star.
God helps it.
Know, Poirot, there is more than one says him on this modern art of what he thinks.
It is not that they do not know what they do, in spite of so the appearance.
This is very unpleasant, Hastings.
A friend of mine
one said what they were trying to show all the sides at the same time.
So we would not be going to go round to see the back. It is a good idea.
For example, this friend.
This mouthful can be the part frontlet and rear, it are that it realizes.
It is quite scientific.
The problem is that in most of the time they walk in the alcohol and in the drug
therefore what they see he is not so a lot of fiável.
It is the artistic temperament, the problem is this.
What has there?
Bunny. What it does here?
It was to your search, the Prince said Marsh what here were.
What goes on?
It cannot be at all of important one...
When I was returning from here last night,
almost I shocked against the Ralphie Walton, what was driving like a madman.
Billet that he came here to speak with the Reedburn for vengeance?
I do not know.
But it had no face from whom it was going to do a friendly visit.
The Walton by chance does not it use crisp boots?
Pardon, gentleman, they are to me one phone call for you. Sanders.
- For me? - Yes, man.
Who me would phone here? With license.
Then Ralph Walton killed the Reedburn?
This is the great question, mon ami.
And the letter of bridge that was lacking?
It is in my pocket.
I do not understand.
The mystery is not big.
The letter that is lacking it was always in the box.
Only it had not been withdrawn with others. More not at all.
He was the Prince Marsh,
when says what Ralph Walton it had been taken to the hospital.
- It shocked with the car in the dawn. - Creed... Is He well?
It broke the collar bone and it is rough. But it seems that it is comfortable.
Do I think that I am going to visit it there, it is well?
Hastings, and it was accompanied you. Sanders?
I will return to the "Willows" and it was preferring to go alone.
It is well, if he so says it.
Besides, it can question you. Ralph Walton about yesterday.
Right.
- Between. - Right.
What nice car.
I saw Freddie Dickson to guide one in the races. I thought in buying one.
Does it have a double carburator?
Yes. It is not much thirsty. Fast.
Good morning, gentleman.
Mr. Poirot?
I have to apologize for the unexpected turn, lady.
It was anxious to leave it completely calm.
Does it have a second daughter, lady?
I had. It died, unfortunately.
I lament to hear her saying that.
In my country, knots, the Belgians,
we have much respect it shears mére of famille.
The mother. It is very important.
Do not be preoccupied. It is not much probable that the police officer discovers the truth.
The lady allows to me what I put back the letter that is lacking in the pack of cards?
To play bridge during more than an hour with only 51 letters
she is not a lot of credível, lady.
It committed another small mistake.
He tells me that it was here sitting to the window
when it appeared the Mademoiselle Saintclair.
But his daughter said to me what also was here,
therefore they had to be in the same chair, no?
It seems that nothing passed him payed no attention, Mr. Poirot.
Does one feel better, mademoiselle?
Yes. Very better, thank you.
Mademoiselle?
I found this at the home of the Mr. Reedburn.
What they have to do with me?
She is a good actress and a loyal daughter,
Mademoiselle Oglander.
This is his father, Monsieur Oglander, correct?
And this man, Monsieur Hawtrey, also he is his father.
It must be playing.
You. Poirot knows everything, wanted.
Believe in me, expensive girl, I do not do judgements in this subject.
You. Hawtrey tried to save the business it erases manipulating the accountancy.
Parents did already worse for good of his children.
But the Monsieur Hawtrey is caught,
and disgraced, seedling of name for Oglander.
When his family it comes to live here,
you. Reedburn discovers these facts and it uses them to blackmail it.
Is not it true?
He was living in terror that he was spreading everything!
Then the Marsh would never get married with me!
I think that you are better if to guard this article, Mademoiselle.
And do not be afraid. My lips are sealed.
Val, which you do on foot?
I was careful, we saw that French coming here to snoop.
Live there famille!
Au revoir, my ladies.
He wants a driver's seat of turn for the city, Poirot?
It is much of his kindness,
I them have to find myself with the Captain Hastings in the "Mon Desir".
Right.
To purpose, which he knew in " Willows "?
I will admit that I did not find it swims of interest.
And his Gypsies?
Up to now, not at all. They are difficult persons so that to deal.
But more late or more early, we will find it, rest.
I admire his persistence, my friend.
The grey mass is very pretty, but the instinct destines the way.
Very much thank you, Inspector, I will try to remember that.
Au revoir.
Poirot.
Since you are. Walton?
It looks well, when the situation was given.
He says that it wanted to give a good beating to the Reedburn,
but so what arranged courage, it was not in state of giving it.
It does not matter, Hastings. The case is shut in.
- Then did it catch the murderer? - There is no murderer.
What?
There is no murder, because there is no murder.
But the Reedburn was found in that keep at the window with a hole in the nape!
Wrong window, Hastings.
It was here that the corpse it was lying initially.
See, mon ami. Does he see the stain of blood?
One remembers:
The Inspector-chief said that there was a wound in the face of the Mr. Reedburn.
Why? Because someone it him punched between the eyes.
You. Reedburn falls of back, it slams against the chair...
... and it slips for the ground.
This is an accident, it is not a murder.
But he fell here, because it finished there?
It is not impossible the body trails for the ground.
But why to take it for there?
- Because it was essential in their plan. - Of them?
Yes. Valerie Saintclair and Ronnie Oglander.
The father is ill too much, therefore he would be the son.
Since he sees, the Mademoiselle Saintclair it visited the Monsieur Reedburn yesterday,
accompanied by Ronnie.
There was a fight, undoubtedly,
and the young person Oglander punched in the face of the Reedburn.
He fell backwards and slammed with the head. Voilá.
- Me them as everything knows that? - Because of that window.
One remembers that it was the only window with the open, certain curtains?
Why?
In order that the "Willows" is able to be seen, the house of the Oglanders.
To make looking that the Valerie Saintclair went to have there by chance,
it was necessary that the body it was found there.
I realize.
But...
Does it have another question, my friend?
Well... Yes.
But what the connection is?
Between Valerie Saintclair and the Oglanders?
- What was doing the Ahmed here? - It came to treat the horses.
Then is his excuse this?
Here for me, he spends too much time this way.
But Bernard, is a lie!
I am still your husband, Vivian. Never forget that.
Cut!
- Bunny. - Excellent!
- Very well, Ralphie. - Thank you.
We are going to print this one.
Then we are going to advance for the scene 64. This one is already.
Monsieur Poirot, did the police officer effectuate a prison?
Look that not and because hear, the trace cooled.
Well, the idea of Val to be wrapped it was always absurd.
Open the doors and leave to get some air!
- But I thought... - No, Hastings.
- But it looks to me... - My friend, speaks with the wrong person.
Fear what the case of the Mr. Reedburn
remain in a great body of cases because of deciding.
Translation and Legendagem Alexandre Bettencourt / CRISTBET Lda.