Madame Marcenay receives several wrong telephone calls for someone
named Mauricette. She is too busy dolling herself up for an
evening party to take any notice of her two daughters.
Agnès, the youngest, returns from school in a bad mood after a
quarrel with her boyfriend and being punished by her principal.
Barred from attending the ball, Agnès must spend the evening at
home. The anonymous caller rings again, with a message for
Mauricette that Philippe needs her at the Reseda Hotel. Believing
this to be some kind of a joke but curious to find out more,
Agnès makes up her mind to keep the appointment. Borrowing
one of her sister's evening gowns, she takes a taxi to the hotel,
excited and a little frightened over what awaits her. Her job,
she discovers, is to seduce someone named Franck Raphael and find out
where he hid 200 million francs before he went to prison. The
mission takes an unexpected turn when Agnès meets her intended
victim...
Script: Cornell Woolrich (novel),
Marcel Archard (dialogue),
Albert Valentin
Cinematographer: Pierre Petit
Music: Michel Emer
Cast:Louis Jourdan (Frank Raphaël),
Dany Carrel (Agnès Marcenary),
Roger Hanin (Olivier),
Lise Delamare (Mme. Mercenay),
Jean-Loup Philippe (Philippe),
Margaret Rung (La jeune femme),
Félix Marten (Angelo),
Albert Rémy (José),
Claude Génia (Mme. Bariset),
Arlette Merry (Dolly),
Marcel Bozzuffi (Raymond),
Pierre Goutas (Gringalet),
Leopoldo Francés (Persil),
Jean Lec (Le jovial),
Guy Tréjan (Maurice, Le barman),
Jean Ozenne (Le concierge),
Jean Daurand (L'inspecteur),
José Lewgoy (Caraco),
Sophie Grimaldi (La soeur d'Agnès),
David Coote (Georgie)
Country: France
Language: French
Support: Black and White
Runtime: 105 min
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