The Madame Blanc Mysteries

- Just wanna have fun I'll be holding you so tight -Say cheese.

- Kiss you under the moonlight [ Camera shutter clicking ] - Girl, you are the one [ Clicking continues, indistinct chatter ] We've got to celebrate this now We've got to celebrate this now -Would you like a bit of -- -Hello.

Hello, everyone.

Um, thank you all very much for coming tonight.

I am a very lucky woman to have fallen in love with such a wonderful man.

-Aww!

-We are now going to re-enact our first dance.

So would you please welcome to the stage the, uh, mm, once-famous Celine.

[ Applause ] You promised me a band.

[ "You Sexy Thing" plays ] I believe in miracles Where you from, you sexy thing?

Sexy thing, you I believe in miracles Since you came along You sexy thing, you -[ Sighs ] [ Celine vocalizes ] [ Screams ] - Do you remember the first time That my eyes set on you Your smile came from nowhere For some time never Or some time soon The road is a long one I was only passing through I was only passing through [ Indistinct chatter ] -Merci.

-It's so lovely here.

-Never used to be.

-What?

-This place.

Proper dump when I got here.

-Really?

-Oh, yeah.

Drugs, gambling.

You had to wipe your feet on the way out.

-[ Chuckles ] -[ Laughs ] -Blimey.

-In the end, the police closed it down.

It was falling apart for ages.

Then Niall and Celine turned up and transformed it, changed the village.

-So, when did you get here, then?

-20 years ago, just had Xav.

-Oh, so Xav's dad is French?

-Long story.

So, when do you get your ring back?

-Oh, I don't know.

Sick of asking.

The only thing he left me that's worth anything, and I can't get me hands on it.

[ Sighs ] Still go to text him, you know.

-Mm.

-See something funny, and I think, "Oh, Rory'll love this."

[ Sighs ] But it was all a lie, wasn't it?

What do I do now?

Choose the parts I want to believe?

My own version of events?

-I think we all have to do that to some extent.

Remember when me mum was dying?

I used to look at all the women my age in the hospital caring for their mums and think about how we were all members of the same club -- a club you don't want to be in.

-Loss can be a cruel mistress.

-You might want to rephrase that under the circumstances.

[ Both laugh ] -When I asked for a subtle ice sculpture, I didn't want one that would sink the Titanic.

I wanted two doves intertwined.

It looks like two rabid dogs ravishing a bone.

What?

It might have started to melt?

So, why on God's earth did you send it so early?

Well, I'm afraid you're gonna have to get rid of it, darling.

It is an eyesore.

What?

Well, you can think again, if you think that I am going to be breaking it up myself.

I want it gone by 3: 00 p.m. Good grief, it's just almost impossible to get any decent service over here.

Well, no offense, dear.

-[ French accent ] Ah, none taken.

-So your C.V., let's have a look.

You're from Marseille, and you've had lots of experience.

-Oui, Madame.

I worked for two private houses there and was also involved in the catering.

-I can't see your references here.

-Oh, so sorry, Madame, I thought they were attached.

I will print them out -- -Don't bother, dear.

I only ask for Jeremy.

I never read them anyway.

-[ Laughs ] -Oh.

Okay, then, you are through to the next round.

[ Laughs ] You know, I like you, Angela, but I have one final test.

It shows me the measure of a woman.

Could you demonstrate for me your fanciest fold?

-She's gonna love it, I promise you.

She's coming over.

[ Birds chirping ] -[ Chuckles ] [ Birds continue chirping ] [ Giggles ] -I'll see you later.

No, no, no, no.

She's gonna be absolutely thrilled.

-Oh, thank goodness for that.

Someone with a degree of skill.

-Merci.

[ Chuckles ] Uh, may I say, what a beautiful house you have here.

-Oh, how kind.

You know, we actually got married here.

-Really?

-Yes.

Anyway, could you start tomorrow?

-Of course.

No problem.

Anything else?

-No, that's all for now.

See you bright and early tomorrow, 6:00 a.m. start.

-Well, you won't see me at such a ghastly hour, of course.

Adele will let you in.

-Merci.

Oh, sorry, I mean goodbye.

[ Chuckles ] -Good.

That's all sorted then.

-Hmm.

-I brought my own tea-making facilities.

But you can't be too careful, can you?

My friend went to France once and caught something dreadful from a kettle.

You can't be too careful with foreign water.

-You okay?

You're a bit quiet today.

[ Silverware clinking ] -I'm scared, Dom.

I am.

And if she can kill once, she can do it again and I might be next.

-You're not on your own, you know?

-No, Dom, that's just it.

I am on my own.

-Fomalhaut is sometimes called the loneliest star, because it's the brightest star in that region of the sky.

-What?

-Well, you're not that, you know, on your own in the universe.

There are other stars twinkling right alongside you.

-[ Chuckles ] Right.

-That sounded a bit more profound in my head.

-So, what happened with Xav's dad, then?

I asked Gloria this morning, and she just clammed up.

-I honestly don't know.

There was a rumor he was a missionary or something.

-Gloria?

Was with a missionary?

-I know, it's weird.

I've never seen her with a man since.

-Mm, she's better off without them.

Erm, present company excepted.

-You should have printed it out, darling.

-I didn't need to print it out, darling, because I knew I would remember it.

-Clearly not.

-[ Sighs ] -Yes.

-We'd like to check in.

Could somebody take our bags?

-We don't have a porter.

-Oh, how utterly ridiculous.

How can you call yourselves a hotel?

-[ Whispers ] Cressida.

-Well, we don't call ourselves a hotel, because we're a pub.

I think you might be looking for L'Hotel Bien up the street.

[ Plates clinking ] -The female of the species, eh?

[ Chuckles awkwardly ] -[ Sighs ] -[ Sighs ] [ Sniffs ] -Not too bad, considering.

-Happy then?

-I wouldn't go that far.

Trust that sister-in-law of yours not to let us stay at the chateau.

-[ Sighs ] -I mean, for God's sake, it is your family's.

-You know full well Jeremy bought it.

And let's not go through all that again, please.

-And whose fault is that?

-I'm gonna take a shower.

-Oh, for goodness' sake.

Harry, you brought the wrong tuxedo!

This is at least 30 years old.

-That's the one I wore on Jeremy's stag night.

He'll think it's hilarious.

-[ Scoffs ] He'll think we're penniless.

-We are.

-[ Scoffs ] [ Faucet squeaks, water running ] [ Door opens ] -There's a good girl.

Uh, pass me that wash bag, will you?

[ Water running ] Thank you.

[ Door shuts ] [ Hammering ] -You all right?

-Yeah.

You know, all things considered.

-You know what you need?

-[ Sighs ] What's that?

-You need a distraction.

-Oh, do I, now?

What we thinking?

-Well... -Go on.

-Nah, mate, you're all right.

-Go on, what were you thinking?

-Well... [ Sighs ] -Go on!

-Well, you would really be helping me out.

-Well, after how much you've helped me out, it's the least I could do.

-Brilliant.

Okay, okay.

Would you like to be my plus one at Jeremy and Judith's anniversary party?

-[ Snoring ] [ Continues snoring ] [ Alarm ringing ] Ugh!

Shut the front door.

[ Sighing ] Oh.

[ Alarm continues ringing ] Oh.

[ Grunts ] Bloody French fire alarms.

[ Door opens ] [ Ringing continues ] -Now, I want this to be center stage.

That is Jeremy's family crest.

I want it to be heralded in gold and blue balloons.

Angela, make sure that everyone gets a party favor.

-Yes, Madame.

-Only one each, mind.

They have been counted, capiche?

-Oui, Madame.

-My God, I must be delirious.

I'm speaking French.

[ Laughs ] -These have just arrived for you.

-More flowers, really?

And where on Earth am I supposed to put them?

-Oh!

Hello, my cherub.

Oh, I see you got my flowers.

-Oh, darling, I was just saying to the girls, they are so lovely.

I just don't know where I'm going to put them.

-[ Speaking French ] -Now I have another little surprise for you.

-No, darling, I haven't really got the time.

-Yea-- oh, yes, you do.

This will make you sparkle.

Now, close your eyes.

-[ Giggles ] -Open them.

-[ Chuckles ] It's coral, darling.

Symbolizes 35 years' devotion.

-[ Strained ] Oh, thank you, darling.

Mwah, mwah.

-Mwah, mwah.

You're welcome.

Now, I have one more little surprise for you.

-Oh.

[ Chuckles ] -Meet you at La Couronne at 7:00 p.m.?

-Do I have to?

-Oh, you promised!

-I know, but... Hey, it's '80s-themed, and it's fancy dress.

-'80s?

Why didn't you say?

I'll see you there.

-I am walking on sunshine.

[ Laughs ] -Oh.

[ Cellphone vibrates ] Hang on, Dom, I've got to go.

It's my estate agent.

-Okay, I'll speak to you later.

-See you, love.

Hi, Barbara.

-Hello, Jean.

Good news.

I have a viewing for you.

-Are you ready, my sweet?

-Yes, yes, I'm ready, darling.

-[ Chuckles ] -Mary, what are you doing here?

-When you said your sister couldn't make it work, darling, I said, "Well, old boy, it's up to you to make it work."

So, here she is.

-Yeah, it's funny -- I didn't get the first invite.

-Mwah, mwah.

-You look very well, Judith.

-Fat?

-What?

-That's what you say when someone's put weight on.

-Oh, it's not good to be too thin as you get older.

-A rule you obviously abide by.

[ Birds chirping ] -Darling, it seems only fair if your sibling's here, mine should be here, too.

Come in, you two!

Cressida and Harry!

[ Chuckles ] [ Birds chirping ] Isn't this fantastic?

And it gets better.

[ Clears throat ] Adele, bring it in.

Isn't this wonderful?

All the family together after 35 years.

Do you like what I've done with the old place, Harry?

Oh, do you remember when Walter fell down that well?

[ Laughing ] You cried for days!

-I loved that dog.

[ Birds chirping ] -Drinkies all 'round.

[ Indistinct chatter ] -Have you come as Lady Diana?

-I'm Simon Le Bon.

-It's quite handy, actually, 'cos I've always had a look of Cyndi Lauper.

-Oh, yeah?

[ Laughs ] Hey, Judith does know how to throw a good do.

And the sense in keeping your enemies close, if you know what I mean.

-Mm.

Right, we ready?

-Let's do it.

[ Grunts ] -Oh, sorry.

-Hello, you.

-Dad?

Hmm.

-Look at you.

You look wonderful.

Takes me right back to when you were a teenager.

Sunday lunch times at the Golden Goose.

What was that song you used to sing?

"Two Out of Three Ain't Bad."

That's it.

And you look just like him tonight.

-Dad, I've modeled myself on Joan Jett, not Meat Loaf.

-I'm only pulling your leg.

I knew that.

[ Chuckles ] -What you doing here, Dad?

You never called.

-Well, I just thought I'd come and see my favorite little girl.

Nothing wrong with that, is there?

I just needed a change of scene for a while.

-A while?

-Couple of weeks?

Days?

-[ Sighs ] [ Zipper opens ] Couple of nights.

[ Keys jingle ] Here.

Take me keys and let yourself in.

I have a party to go to.

I'll be back later.

-You're a good girl.

-See you.

[ Footsteps depart ] -[ Chuckles ] - Just wanna have fun I'll be holding you so tight -Say cheese.

- Kiss you under the moonlight [ Camera shutter clicking ] - Girl, you are the one [ Clicking continues ] [ Indistinct chatter ] -It's being so happy that keeps them going.

[ Laughter ] Oh.

Thank you.

-Oh, oh, oh, oh!

-Waste not, want not.

[ Laughs ] -There you are!

Where have you been?

You said that your phone was easy to work.

I can't find the song.

I can't find the song.

-You want to do the dance now?

-Yes!

[ Sighs ] -Uh, excusez-moi.

- Party all night 'Cause we just want to have fun I'll be holding you so tight -Uh, excuse me, uh, um, please, uh, can you press play when Judith has finished her speech?

I am very busy.

-Uh, yeah, sure.

-Hello, everyone.

Hello, hello.

Thank you all so much for coming tonight.

I am a very lucky woman to have fallen in love with such a wonderful man.

-Aww!

-And I am also lucky enough still to fit into the dress I wore when I married that wonderful man.

[ Crowd chuckles ] Not many of us can say that.

Can we, girls?

[ Laughs ] We are now going to re-enact our first dance.

[ Cellphone rings ] So would you please welcome to the stage the, uh, mm, once-famous Celine.

[ Applause ] -Hang on, Dad.

-You promised me a band.

[ "You Sexy Thing" plays ] I believe in miracles Where you from, you sexy thing?

Sexy thing, you I believe in miracles -Just turn the key and lift the handle a bit, Dad.

All right.

Okay.

See you later.

Bye, Dad.

[ Celine vocalizing in distance ] - I believe in miracles - I believe in miracles - Since you came along - Since you came along - You sexy thing, you - You sexy thing, you - Oh, yeah Oh, oh, yeah Where did you come from, baby?

[ Woman shrieks ] -[ Breathing heavily ] -Ladies and gentlemen, you may all go home now.

But we require everyone to present their passports at the station as soon as possible, where they will be held until our investigations are complete.

And, of course, we will be requiring statements from everyone.

-Oh, for goodness' sake.

I have a bridge final in Maidstone on Thursday.

-Please accept my apologies if the loss of a life interferes with your travel plans.

I'm sure your insurance companies will be able to help.

-[ Sobbing ] What's happening?

Won't somebody please just tell me what's going on?

-It's all right, darling.

I'm here!

Now, come along.

Thank you very much, Inspector.

[ Crowd murmuring ] -Sorry.

Would it be impolite to ask you a question?

-Not at all.

-The huge brooch on the turban that Mary was wearing -- have you got it?

-Brooch?

-Yeah, it was on the turban.

Now, I think I know what it is, but... well, I can't be quite certain.

-There was no brooch.

-Then you need to find it, because I think that is a very valuable piece of jewelry.

-Would it be impolite for me to ask for your assistance on this case, Madame White?

[ Bell tolls, rooster crows ] -What are you lot doing up at this hour?

I've got a mouth like the bottom of a cat's tray.

-[ Speaking French ] -Je suis feeling rough.

-[ Laughs ] -I'll have one of them, Xav.

[ Sighs ] I feel as rough as a badger's backside.

-And when was the last time you felt one of those, Grandad?

-You're not too big to get a clip 'round the ear hole, you know.

-What have you come as?

-Where's that coffee, Xav?

How'd your party go?

-Someone died.

-[ Speaking French ] -Judith's sister, here for the party.

Judith was inconsolable.

Never thought I'd actually hear myself say this, but I felt sorry for her.

-Don't you worry, love, your old dad's here now.

-Aww, thanks, Dad.

Merci.

[ Chuckles ] So, what brings you here, then, Dad?

-Well, to see you lot, of course.

And I've got a bit of business, as well.

-And what are your plans for today?

-Go for a little stroll.

-This is where they must have got in.

-Mm.

And you're definitely sure it was poison?

-The doctor is almost certain.

Of course, we have to wait for confirmation from the coroner.

[ Indistinct chatter ] [ Judith sobbing ] Ah.

Excuse me.

-[ Continues sobbing ] -Yes, come on, let's see if we can find... Come on, he'll tell us, darling!

-Any further developments, Caron?

-It does look like poison.

-Don't worry, darling, I've got you.

-Judith, Jeremy.

May I offer my condolences?

-Thank you.

-Would it be too insensitive to ask you a couple of questions here rather than at the station?

-Of course.

-What was your relationship to the deceased?

-[ Sobbing ] -Would you like me to answer that, darling?

Mary was Judith's older sister -- in fact, the reason I met Judith.

She was housekeeper to Harry and Cressida.

Judith came along one day to pick her up, and, well, the rest, as they say, is history.

-Harry and Cressida?

-Er, my brother and sister-in-law.

-Were they at the party?

-Yes, er, they're still here.

They're staying at L'Hotel Bien -- -Why do you have to keep talking about it?!

-It's all right.

-It's not all right!

It's far from all right, Jeremy!

It is -- It's -- it's happened.

It'll never be... all right.

Sorry.

Sorry, everyone.

It's all just a bit much.

It's the shock, I think.

The shock of it all.

I spent so long organizing the whole thing.

[ Continues sobbing ] -It's all right.

[ Cellphone vibrating ] [ Cabinet shuts ] -You seem pretty certain about this blue stone from one glance, Madame White.

-Well, I've only ever seen that color and clarity of stone once before, but never seen one that size.

The one I saw was mined in the Santa Maria mines in Brazil in the '50s.

The sumptuousness of the -- of the stone, it was unmistakable.

-And valuable?

-Well, the one I saw was 1/4 of the size of the brooch, and that sold for over �5,000.

Oh!

Was that in Mary's bag, too?

Can I have a look?

-Er, yes, erm -- -Oh, thank you.

Oh.

Now, this -- this is a Victorian mourning locket.

Do you see the lock of hair?

-Macabre.

-Well, they can be.

They were made fashionable by Queen Victoria when Prince Albert died, but the idea was around way before then.

I saw one at an exhibition at Buckingham Palace which is said to contain the hair of Charles I, but -- [ Chuckles ] -Madame White, I wonder if I could make you an offer.

Your knowledge and expertise is something I greatly admire.

-Oh, thank you.

-And something I'm greatly in need of.

-Oh?

-Sainte Victoire is the epicenter of antiques.

Forgery is rife, and my knowledge is not as great as it should be.

Or, as my wife would say, I am ignorant.

-That's a bit harsh.

-[ Chuckles ] Would you be interested in assisting me as my adviser?

I could pay you a small salary.

It would be of great help.

-Oh, wow, I'd love to.

Thank you, Caron.

-My pleasure.

-So, can -- can I take a picture of this, then?

-Of course.

-Oh.

-Do you know, there's only two things in life that I'm really, really passionate about?

-And what might they be?

-Beautiful women and good rugby.

So, what position do you play?

-[ Gasps, laughs ] [ Cellphone vibrates ] -[ Sighs ] Where have I seen you before?

-Sorry I'm late, love!

[ Dog barks ] [ Sighs ] With Dad visiting, it's like living in a "Carry On" film.

-[ Laughs ] -Can't stop long, I'm getting me toes done.

-Fancy a cuppa?

-Yeah, go on, quick one.

-What a terrible end to the party, eh?

-I know, isn't it awful?

-Between me and you, something was stolen, too.

-Really?

-A brooch.

Belonged to Mary, the lady who died.

-Valuable?

-I think so.

-Ooh, that's nice.

-Oh, that... is a Victorian mourning locket.

So, you'd have a lock of the deceased's hair on one side and the family crest on the other.

-Ew.

Whose hair is it in the locket?

-I don't know.

[ Chuckles ] -That's Jeremy's family crest on the other side.

-What?

-They have it stamped on everything.

Lady of the manor would have it stamped on her forehead if she could.

-Say "cheese."

-Is the sister-in-law all right?

Did she need stitches?

-Gloria, it was her sister who died.

-I know that, I mean her sister-in-law, Cressida.

The one with the cut hand.

-I'm not with you.

-When I was talking to me dad, I saw her coming out of the French doors.

She was holding her hand in a scarf covered in blood.

I put me phone away, but when I looked up, she'd gone.

-You sure?

-Yeah, I'd only had half a lager and lime.

-The hair.

Of course.

Can you give me a lift to the Hotel Bien?

-Sorry, love, I'm going the other way.

-Oh, it's okay, it's okay.

Don't worry.

[ Line ringing ] -I distinctly asked for sourdough bread.

-Oh, for God's sake, that's all they had.

-Oh, for goodness' sake.

-Ready?

-Ready.

[ Knocking ] -Now what?

[ Doorknobs turn ] -Oh, hello.

And to what do we owe the pleasure?

-Tell them we're not paying for this rubbish.

-Erm, we wondered if we could have a word, about Mary.

-What about Mary?

-If you'll excuse us, we are trying to have some lunch.

-I have a witness who saw you coming away from the scene of the murder with an injured hand.

-I have no idea what you're talking about.

-Cressida?

Cressida, what have you done?

-It's not what you think.

-Did you kill Mary because of the affair?

-I wanted to confront her.

About this.

Handwritten by her.

I found it in your old tuxedo from Jeremy's stag.

-I don't know what you're talking about.

-Years of illiterately scrawled shopping lists made me recognize her writing immediately.

When we were first married, we used to laugh about the way she fawned over you.

When you decided to get rid of her, I understood why.

-Darling -- -Then all of a sudden, she returned.

You blamed your father for wanting her back.

-You don't know what you're talking about, darling.

-Don't you lie to me anymore.

-How long was Mary away for?

-After about a year, she was back.

[ Scoffs ] I should have realized then.

-Darling, it's all in your beautiful head.

-Mary carried this with her in her handbag.

-You gave this to that repugnant woman?

Your hair, your crest around her neck.

How dare you!

-She was more of a woman than you will ever be.

-Not anymore.

-Cressida.

Did you kill Mary?

-No.

I didn't kill her.

Much as I wanted to.

She was clearly dead when I got there.

She was lying on the chaise longue, blood coming out of her mouth.

[ Thud, dog barks ] I heard a noise outside, and as I went to leave... [ Glass shatters ] ...I cut my wrist on a broken window.

-Have you made your statement yet?

-I'll go now.

Everything has been a lie, hasn't it?

Everything.

-We've got to get back to the chateau.

-What?

What you on about?

She's got the perfect motive.

It's a crime of passion.

They'll go easy on her.

-Something's not right.

Caron, it's me.

Have you still got all the passports?

-They were in love.

-But it's beyond belief.

He always said he couldn't stand her.

He said the father only used her because she was so cheap.

Sometimes he was so rude to her.

I used to say, "Hey, hey, remember, that's Judith's sister."

We were all so shocked when he gave her mum a sapphire as a retirement gift.

I thought it was guilt.

It all makes sense now.

Judith is distraught.

[ Cups clink ] -I'm -- I'm sure she is.

-She was so excited about the chocolate fountain.

-Erm, may I use your bathroom?

-Oh, yes, of course.

Dom, please.

[ Footsteps ] -Angela.

-Ah, oui?

-I'm -- I'm sorry to bother you.

I'm just a bit concerned about Judith.

Do you think she's gonna be okay?

-Oh, I think she will be fine.

-You've not been here long, have you?

I-I'm new, too.

How are you finding it?

Sainte Victoire does take a little bit of getting used to, doesn't it?

-You're not wrong.

-Where are you from?

-Oh, Marseille.

-Where are you really from?

-I just told you, Marseille.

-You know, if you don't tell the truth, you could go to jail.

It seems rotten wasting your entire life on a lie.

-I do not know what you're talking about.

-Mary was your mother, wasn't she?

And Harry is your father.

-I do not know who these people are that you're talking about.

-Please, Angela.

It's over.

[ Birds chirping ] -[ Sighs ] [ British accent ] How did you know?

-It was something Cressida said about Mary being sacked for nearly a year.

-Yes, that -- that would have been when I was born.

But how did you know it was me?

-Oh.

The charger you used at the party.

You had a British adaptor.

And when you filled Gloria's glass up, your accent dropped a little bit.

-Waste not, want not.

[ Laughs ] -I mean, I wa-- I wasn't sure.

But I, erm, I checked your passport with Caron.

How did Mary not recognize you?

[ Glasses clack ] [ Gasps ] Of course.

Red hair.

-Yes.

I'm the dirty little secret nobody wanted.

Dumped into a care home.

When you're old enough, they give you a folder with your basic details.

That's when I decided I wanted to find her.

[ Door shuts ] [ Plates clink ] -Are you Mary?

-Hello, darling.

-Oh, my God.

-Hello, darling.

-Mary was lovely at first.

-Okay, have a great week.

-Come here.

-Everything I'd ever wanted her to be.

-Bye, darling.

-All right.

See ya.

-But one day, she told me she had to stop seeing me out of respect for her dead husband's memory.

[ Notification chimes ] And she told me by text.

She broke my heart again.

Every time I saw her, she wore that blue brooch.

She said it was worth a lot of money, but would always be priceless to her because... my father had given it to her as a gift.

[ Scoffs ] My father.

That's a laugh, isn't it?

I saw that brooch as my inheritance.

She'd been posting on social media about coming to the chateau for a big party, so I just jumped on a train, and I come over.

-What were you planning to do?

-I don't know.

But then this job turned up, and I thought... Oh, I don't know what I thought.

-What were you gonna do with the brooch?

-Found a dealer online who agreed to buy it off me.

-And who was this dealer?

-No idea.

We met up.

Somehow she got the whole story out of me.

I broke down, and she promised to help.

She even came up with a plan.

When Mary was asleep, I slipped into her hotel room.

[ Snoring ] I was about to take the brooch when the fire alarm went off.

[ Alarm blares ] -Ugh, shut the front door!

-It woke Mary up.

So, the next time, she... gave me something that would help Mary sleep... ...so I could steal the brooch easily.

And the party was so busy, it was easy to slip the sleeping powder into her drink.

-[ Breathing heavily ] [ Glass clinks ] -When I come into the lounge, she was asleep on the chaise longue.

I took the brooch off the turban and I went to give it to the dealer, who was waiting outside.

But the window was stuck, and I panicked.

Got my champagne bottle and I smashed a pane of glass.

I handed the brooch to the dealer, who was waiting outside, and just went back into the party.

She said it would make her sleep.

I didn't want her to die.

[ Sobbing ] I promise.

-So where's the brooch now?

-I don't know.

Well, the dealer won't take my calls.

She's disappeared.

It's gone.

I just wanted what was mine, and now it's gone.

[ Sobbing ] -Ah, here they are.

-Dom, I think you'd better call Caron.

-Et voil.

Bonjour.

-Oscar, how are you?

-Salut.

-Just you wait till you see what I've got for you.

What can I get you?

-Cognac.

-Two cognacs over there.

-I'll bring them over.

-Merci.

-I have to say, I've not seen a collection as good as this for years.

I really haven't.

You just have a look.

All in alphabetical order, all signed and in mint condition.

Just look at these.

Hey, how about that one?

-Ooh, I love that album.

Although someone scribbled all over it.

-That is Nat King Cole's autograph, love.

-No, it's not.

-No offense, love, but what would you know?

-My dad played saxophone for Quincy Jones.

They played with Nat at the Olympia in Paris, 1960.

Ah!

There.

That's Nat King Cole's signature... love.

-[ Sighs ] [ "Last of the Violet Gin" plays ] - You were the last Of the daydream chances Drunk the last of the violet gin The first time that I saw you Was the last time you let me in You drank the last of the holy water The last your lips would touch She stained it with the blood of your hands It seems you had too much [ Car door shuts ] Meet me in the springtime, honey Where the flowers bloom -All right, Dad?

-Am I ever.

Contact in Paris reckons his sister's cousin's got a leather jacket that might have once belonged to Johnny Hallyday.

-Trs bien.

-Good to see you, kid.

-You, too, Dad.

-I'll be in touch.

-All right.

-Ooh!

Can I keep the kimono?

I found the aeration was good for me -- -Take it.

-[ Laughs ] Bye.

[ Chuckles ] [ Bell tolling ] [ Dog barks ] -Poor girl.

[ Notification chimes ] She must have been desperate to go to them lengths.

-Mm.

-[ Sighs ] -Oh, my God.

-What?

-[ Sighs ] It's her.

Again.