 I asked you whether you were expecting someone. Then it was just a trick. It was you on the phone all the time. Now, don't you think I'd know his voice? Where is he? Our friend, Mr. Lazare. Right outside. What did you do to him? Answer me, what did you do to him? Don't you know? Sure I know, you killed him. Did you kill him? Quite a state you've gotten yourself into. Why? Why?