All language subtitles for Death Will Have Your Eyes aka Savage City (La moglie giovane) (1974) IT

DEATH WILL HAVE YOUR EYES

- Hello?
- Hello, Yvonne.

- Darling, what time is it?
- I don't know.

What is it, Luisa?
Are you in trouble?

- Need anything?
- No, I...

- How are you?
- Don't mess with me.

- What is it?
- Nothing.

I don't like your tone of voice.
What is it?

- I don't want to discuss this.
- I see. You two split.

- It's over. It's always over.
-I feel lonely.

I feel very lonely too.
But as a woman who chose freedom.

- Maybe we were wrong.
- We can't go back.

- The Middle Ages are over.
- I chose freedom too.

- Freedom is loneliness.
- Who's speaking?

Get used to it.
You'll see, you'll like it.

- You must be patient.
- It's not worth the while.

On the contrary, it's the only
thing worth the while.

Always hold control.
Always.

- Always?
- Come hell or high water.

- Goodbye. Thank you.
- Thank me? Of what?

- Goodbye.
- What do you mean,

I feel lonely?
What about me?

Come over!
You are my true angel!

You are the true thing
I have.

What an ignorant.

- Miss! Want a lift?
- Piss off!

Mad“!-.

At times, I wonder too.
If it were better to.

- Better to do what?
- Put out.

- My name's Yvonne.
- My name's Luisa. Nice to meet you.

- You're not from here.
- No, I come from Rieti.

There's nothing to do there,
so here! am.

- I'm not a local either.
- Have you been here

- for along time?
- Two years. And you?

- Three months.
- Are you feeling down?

- It shows, uh?
- You're biting the hand that feeds you!

You don't easily find
a car-owning gentleman,

willing to take care of you.
Of course, you need be ruthless.

You also need a nose for the right guy.
If I have to solace a pot-bellied lecher

just for a fast food meal
and a pair of stockings...

Any job guarantees you
a pair of stockings.

- If you land a job...
- You didn't find anything?

- I didn't.
- There's the crisis. Despite blah-blah

about women's emancipation,
it's not easy for a woman.

Some say that we practically
steal G-months pay

because we are always pregnant.
Here I am.

Do you work here? A hotel?
Lucky you. What's your job?

Oh, a fantastic one!
I put all my personality in there!

- Goodbye.
- Can we meet again? If I am not...

Come whenever you want.
I end at 8 o'clock.

Thank you.

Have you seen them?
As soon as we get ashore,

-they'll jump on us.
- Good. A huge steak with fries

- and a gigantic salad.
- And a good portion of blancmange.

- I'm starving.
- Just like those two.

- Yeah, but afterwards...
- Afterwards nothing.

Don't worry,
I'll take care of that.

I'll swoon as soon as they heat up.
You tell them I have a heart condition.

They'll think, this will be on us,
and we'll end up at the police station.

And they quit.
I was in a Rolls car yesterday

Wonderful.
What type of Rolls?

- I was hitchhiking.
- Did you take the number?

- Of course I did.
- I'm so stupid.

- Mrs Carletti is pregnant. Six months.
- What should I care?

Don't be silly!
She's leaving forever.

She said, better be a housewife
than a slave to capitalism.

She doesn't know yet
what slavery is staying at home.

I already mention ed you.
Better a job than dreaming of Rolls.

It's true!
There was a bus strike!

- He brought me home.
- Tell me about it.

Believe me, I already heard this story.
Must have been... Cinderella.

- Don't make me laugh.
- But why?

Let's get back to our proteins.
Here they are, don't you like them?

If they are too disgusting for you,
you buy the dinner.

With the money of the Rolls guy.

This is the first strike
I wouldn't condemn,

since it allowed me to meet you.
I'll wire the union thanking them.

If you like music,
press the end button.

That's Vivaldi.
String and canto quartet.

- Do you know it?
- Never heard.

I see. Let's play something
more modern.

- Do you like this?
- Well...

Where do you want me to take you?
Excluding movie theaters, please.

I have an allergy to crowds.
I must be a misanthropist.

That's bizarre.
A famous surgeon like you.

Yeah, a surgeon.
But it was my mother's will,

I wanted something else.
This is the spot I like best in Home.

I come here often,
and it always puts a spell on me.

It's magnificent!
An absurd confusion of styles.

My father was an architect.
He died when I was still a child.

- Last year my mother died as well.
- Where do you live?

- In Leghorn. I have a clinic there.
-And you live alone?

Yes, approximately...
Well, tell me where you'd like

-to spend this evening.
- I don't know.

Come on. Isn't there a favorite spot
you'd like to go to?

I don't kn ow.
You choose, I trust you.

- Do you ? Always?
- It depends.

Yes?
203, please, tell me.

One moment, please.
Fine, I'll take a note.

Hello?
Hotel Metropol.

Yes madam, one moment.
Hold on.

London on the line.
Thank you.

Just a moment, professor.
I'll get you through her.

- Luisa, Mr. Rolls-Royce for you.
- You can speak.

Are you crazy?
This is more than a steak.

- It's a whole bullock.
- Connect him to this line.

Professor! How are you?
What? Tonight?

Go, go.

Gimme that.
You don't need it anymore.

All right. I'll ask for a leave.
Fine. Sure.

See you later, professor.

Everything was swell.

On the other hand, transplant techniques
have been tested for years now.

The mirror, please.

The spare heart was
in very good conditions,

so when I discharged him,
the patient was like new.

But do you know what he did?

He quit his wife and children,
and went live with the widow

of the guy who gave him
his new heart.

A mature woman
with three children.

He's still with her, and says
" My heart belongs to this woman.

To her only".

- Our congratulations, madam.
- Thank you.

This is Fernanda, the house's pillar.
And Antonio, other pillar.

- Welcome, milady.
- Welcome in your home.

Dom Perignon,
the god of the cellar

for the angel of the house.

Take a tour. You can change
whatever you don't like.

This is your kingdom,
as the clinic's mine.

Here I am your humble servant.
You're young,

you should appreciate modern painting.
Look, a Morandi.

Watch its balance.

A Picasso. I operated on a French
merchant. I had it for nothing.

Picasso? That
must be very valuable!

- A Miro. And a Kandinsky.
- This is not a house really,

it's a museum.
What's over there?

- Service rooms.
- I want to see. Come over.

Do you want me to fix
something, madam?

Oh yes, a huge steak with fries,
a salad, and... blancmange.

Fantastic... this is not a kitchen,
it's a dream.

- To us.
- Yes, darling.

- I hope you'll be happy.
- Let's play some music.

Death will come and will have your eyes,
this death that accompanies us

from morning till night, sleepless...

No, not this.
Music, right?

- What was that? A poem?
- You're right.

- But that was your voice.
- I told you,

my mother wanted me a doctor,
I didn't want... no, I couldn't resist.

But this is what I did and do love:
arts, music,

not man's anatomy, but the spirit...
my mother wanted otherwise.

She knew the taste of hunger.
Can you understand?

- I know it too.
-I forgot. Please, be patient with me.

- But... is that yours?
- The poem?

- Yes.
- No, it isn't. It's by Pavese.

- You didn't read Pavese?
-I didn't.

Now you can.
Let's go upstairs, will you?

You are so beautiful.

- You look like a queen.
- I look like a high -class prostitute.

I brought you some more dresses.
They are disgustingly expensive.

These will make Angelo crazy.
He loves straps.

- How are things?
- It's like a dream.

It's like a dream.
We talk of so many things.

F-words especially.
Thank you Luisa.

Stay with us tonight.
Angelo will buy us a huge steak,

like in good old times.
With my money!

Enough with steaks.
And Armando is waiting

- for me at the hotel.
- Come on. Don't cheat me.

- Is there anything wrong?
- What could I ask more?

One is always asking more,
or less. There's always a greater

- joy waiting on the other side.
- You too, with poetry.

- Stop it.
- Spit it out! What is it?

Impressionism.
Informal art.

This is impressionism,
the only worth the while.

- It isn't.
- You used to say this was the only one.

- You got it.
- I don't love him.

Love is one thing,
money's a different one.

- I had never got on a Rolls before.
- That's not all there is.

You can't even hear
the indicator's ticking.

- You don't understand me.
- Leave him, then.

- I can't.
- Then stop it. Here we are.

- I'll call you, Yvonne.
- Hello, Luisa.

Go sit behind,
I'll drive the bus.

Come on, Luisa is busy.
Goodbye, Cinderella. Call me.

What's up with Luisa?
Is she angry?

Come on.

- Hello, already home?
- Hello.

I can't stand it.
I can't stand it anymore.

I look at myself and it's disgusting.
I must get out of this!

Honey, don't say these things.

Speak, London on the line.

You must decide:
to know what one wants,

and then pay for it.
Good morning.

Hotel Metropol.

It's not possible to have
everything altogether.

Paris on the line.

It wouldn't even be right.
Look at me.

Angelo has no money.
He's a kid.

I'm worse than a whore.
I don't want it.

Luisa, think of yourself.
Think to when you were

hungry, and scared, and
thank god that you made it

in the end. You're free.
Safe from need.

I'm so sorry, Yvonne.
I'll call you back.

Hello, Fernanda.
Nothing yet?

Well, first-horns have
always been a problem.

Tell your sister to be quiet,
caesarians are now very common.

Stay there.
Tell Antonio I'll take care of the garden.

Yes, the professor has now left.
Don't worry, Fernanda.

Felicitations. Goodbye.

Come in, I'll open the gate.

I saw everything!

What do you want?
Get out of here!

Be quiet!

I saw you one hour ago,
up at the cross, with your Rolls.

- Get out, or else I'll shout.
- Shout ahead, you're alone.

You'll pay for this.
You bite like a bitch.

- Get out of here!
- You understand me?

Or are you deaf?
I saw everything at the cross,

the Rolls car, and that wretch.
You braked ten meters away

from the cliff, downhill.
Then you placed that poor devil

behind the wheel, you took
the motorbike from the coffer,

off with the parking brake
and the car goes!

A flight like hell!
Good!

You want me to tell you the number?
Leghorn 47863

You devised a good stratagem.
So many people go off the road there.

You've been around.
As far as I am concerned,

I follow.
You shouldn't waste an opportunity,

when there is one.

So you thought you made bingo,
didn't you?

Bravo.
You're not stupid.

- No, I'm not.
- Hey, where are you going?

Come over.

Is that him?
May I have a copy?

- Here you are.
- Listen, there must be something

wrong with you.
You're raving.

That's all I have at home.
There are banks around.

If you're trying to act smart,
you've hit on a bad time.

Then raid the house,
if you don't believe me.

The jewels.
Poor guy. He must covered you

with jewelry like a madonna.
Out with them.

There's not much.
I don't keep them at home.

How should I have known
you were dropping by?

That's it?
Then jewelry must be at the bank.

- Are you fucking me around?
- I told you, you can raid the house.

May y;

Enough with jokes.
Maybe I wasn't clear,

but if you piss me off,
your dolce vita is over.

Hog er?
You won't get away with

a few bucks and
half-pound bracelets.

Do you know banks
open at midnight?

We'll meet tomorrow.
You got the wild card, don't you?

Tomorrow?
Do I look like I was born yesterday?

I'll stay here.
You'll go to the bank with me

- as soon as they open.
- No.

- You will.
- Go away!

Leave me alone, I beg you.
I must be alone.

Try to understand me.
I can't move,

even if I wanted to.
You'll get all you want, everything,

I am at your mercy.
You kn ow that.

But tonight is for me only.
For me only.

Shut up.
I'll stay here.

Not even a tumbler.
Some hostess.

- Have you come by car?
-I have. Not in a Rolls.

- Is it outside?
- No, I keep in my pocket.

- You never know.
- Put it in the garage.

- What are you thinking?
- Don't be afraid, I'll come along.

You must hide it.
- Why?

- I don't want it to be seen.
- You're afraid for your reputation, uh?

Do as I told you.
Move on.

- Can't I even comb my hair?
- Are you going to a party?

Let that telephone go!
Don't challenge me!

- You're acting smart, uh?
- Leave me alone!

Pull over.

Come on,
let's get out of here.

- Who's that?
- Hide!

Don't trick on me.

- Who is it?
- Police, madam.

- Inspector Cavalieri.
- I'm opening the gate.

Thank you.
You stay here.

- Good evening, madam.
- Good evening, Inspector.

- What's up?
- Nothing serious, madam.

Do you mind my men taking
a look at the garden?

- The garden?
- The police love flowers.

- Go.
- Please, come in.

- Thank you.
- Tell me what happened.

We're only conducting
a house-to-house inspection.

We're hounding someone.
There has been some commotion

tonight along the coast.
There must be some cigarette,

or drug trafficking.
So here we are.

You never know,
we might catch their inside man.

- Did you hear anything?
- Me? Nothing.

It's just for doubt's sake.
They know we are hounding them.

- My god.
- Don't be scared.

They usually have a clean record,
they just try to scrape a living.

- Can I offer you a drink?
- Not while in service.

- Can I offer you a drink?
- Not while in service.

We are willy-nilly teetotalers.
Some say we have a nice job.

Thanks anyway.

- What is that? Blood?
- Yes, Fernanda

cut herself with a glass.
As soon as she's back

- she'll clean.
- She's not here?

And Antonio?
Where are they?

Fernanda's sister is giving birth.
They're at the village, I'm alone.

- And what about the professor?
- He left for Turin. Tonight.

- For that important conference.
- I remember now.

- I read it in the newspaper.
- There's nothing outside, inspector.

Fine, we are leaving.
I'm sorry we bothered you, madam.

I'd like to ask you stay here.
You scared me a little.

There's no reason.
Just shut yourself inside,

and take a good rest
Say hello to the professor.

Please close the
gate accurately.

I swear, you should
have been an actress.

You're really good at it.
Give me some.

- Help yourself.
- Did you take a course in good manners?

Yeah, at your college.
Hear me now.

I'll give you a check.
Payable immediately.

The bank opens at 8:30am.
You see, I'm not trying to cheat you.

But now, please, leave me alone.
You have my word.

You would leave.
Besides, you heard the cops.

- They' re not coming back.
- You have a clean record, uh?

What do you think?
There's a few hours left.

They'll go by quickly.

Isn't there any music?

Death will come and will have your eyes
this death that accompanies us...

Master speaking, uh?

He sang you poems!
Too many jewels

and a lot of poetry.
It was not what you dreamed of

when you slipped
in the professor's bed, uh?

- Are you finished?
- Why, am I wrong?

Please, I must telephone.
It's important, believe me.

Try and see.

- Understand me.
- Listen to this fairy tale.

Once upon a time,
there was an ordinary girl,

a scrounger.
Instead of walking the streets,

- as many do...
- It's very important for me,

- but it's also in your interest.
- But

this well-bred girl eyes a sucker
and lets him get a whiff of it...

you know how these things go,
and he marries her.

So our scrounger turns into
a lady, with furs, a Rolls,

- and a hell of a villa.
- Can't you see I can't cheat you?

But the boss disgusts her.
The boss recites poetry.

- Then she tells him: out of my sight!
- Stop it! Enough!

- You don't like my story?
-I am still shaking.

Of course. You've just thrown
a Rolls in the sea.

- Looks like nothing, but then...
- You're right...

- Who's that now?
- Leave that gun alone!

- What shall I do now?
- Go up in my room!

For a moment I feared
he wouldn't leave anymore.

- Let's go upstairs.
- No, Stefano, there is

my girl friend at home,
she's just arrived.

Let's go in the hut.

You are the only one.
I never let anyone else.

- What are you saying?
- It's mine.

Antonio used to keep
the gardening tools there.

- I have renovated it.
- What is it?

- A doll's house?
- Come in.

This is where I spend my time.
Do you like it?

- I like you.
- You don't like it either?

Absolutely. It's cozy.
Who is this Yvonne?

I have already told you.
A girl friend of mine.

She works at the Hotel Metropol.

- Please, Stefano. Be quiet.
- How comes she's here?

- Of all days?
- She's in trouble.

- Big trouble with her husband.
- She had to come tonight.

Don't be an egoist.
She's upset.

- When did she arrive?
- Towards 7pm.

Shortly before Armando leaving.

Listen, the two of us
must make a decision.

I can't bear this anymore.

- Listen...
- He will never set me free.

He's crazy.
I can't understand him.

- Do you ever speak frankly?
- He says that he has a reputation.

- Did you mention my name?
- He already knew it.

He knew all about us.
Someone may have seen us.

How brazen-faced.
He didn't betray anything

at the clinic. Who knows
what's in his mind.

My love, we can't be here
all night. I don't want

to leave her too much alone.

- He will take the wind out of my sails.
- What do you care?

You said you have lots
of opportunities.

You mentioned Venezuela.

Let me go have a look.
Wait for me here.

What if...

what's on the genius' mind?

Now you know all about me.
You begin to understand?

- Or is too difficult?
- I only understand money.

You'll get it!
I don't care about money.

- It's not everything.
- It's easy to say,

when you have it.
Bullshit.

- Luisa!
- Send him away.

OK, but you lie hidden.
Don't ruin everything!

What's in it for you?

How is she?
Some ordeal, we're in.

But you're not always subjected
to destiny. You can change it,

or at least try to.
There's always a chance.

You're right, this might
be best. Or else,

I would never have summoned the
courage to quit my old habits.

To Venezuela!
Better leave, old Europe is agonizing.

It's stupid to stay on a sinking ship,
and I don't mind pursuing

a career after my fifties.
As your husband did.

Let's start all over again.
As if nothing had happened.

My life only began
when I met you.

Before I was only someone
who strove, for what?

- Come here.
- Please, she's awake now.

- I have so dreamed our first night.
- Don't worry.

- We'll have many of them.
- I hope Yvonne doesn't like

Venezuela's climate.
Give her a sleeping pill.

- Let me go.
- I'll bring you upstairs.

You know what I'll tell her?
You really had to come tonight,

- milady. Wonderful idea.
- It took her 10 years to realize

that man wasn't right for her.
She got rid of him.

And now everyone puts the blame
on her. It always happens

when a woman wakes up.
Now leave.

I must be with her, poor Yvonne.
She is my only friend.

- And I do understand her.
-I see. You're getting rid of me.

- What's that? Blood?
- Yes... Yvonne.

With a glass.
I didn't tell you, but

she's had a nervous breakdown.
You know how these things are.

It was just a scratch, nothing
for a famous surgeon like you.

- Shouldn't I have a look at her?
- Oh, no.

- You sure?
- You don't know Yvonne,

she only needs to cry
and spill out her troubles.

As you like.
I'll call you soon.

To Venezuela.

What a headache.

You're good.

I can see why the boss
lost his mind.

Was he drunk or asleep
when he... drunk, uh?

Too bad for that Rolls.
Some would drool over a car

like that, and you...
into the sea.

Yeah, and then you buy a new one.
You go to the bank,

you tell the director
"Sir, I need a few millions"

"It's don e, madam".

I am disgusted by people like you.
Some people have all the luck.

Those who don't
deserve nothing.

I am more than nothing.
I have been unlucky.

Go upstairs in my room.
Shut up!

- Did you forget anything?
- No. That stain of blood

is him. What did he do?
Did he try to kill himself?

- I told you, it's nothing.
- I want to see her.

- You don't believe me.
- That's not what I mean.

- There might be complications...
- You don't believe me at all,

this is the truth.
She's upstairs,

in Armando's room.
Go!

You don't believe me, uh?
What does one like you think?

Handsome, wealthy,
what did you think

when we met?
Here's a scrounger who made it.

A stranger, I kn ow,
but one needs time.

All of you took centuries
to become what you are.

And the result's not good,
believe me.

I saw you earlier, in the hut.
How you looked at the things

I like. Disgusted.
Full of loathing.

- Exactly like him.
- No, Louisa, no.

A stupid operator, good
for a one-night stand.

- My love!
- Like thousands others!

What are you saying?
You're insulting me!

I love you because I love you.
I believe you.

What do I care about Yvonne?

We are about to resolve
our lives.

Everything will be fine,
you'll see.

Let me stay.
We have been longing

to not hide, not run.
It's the first time we can

be together for a whole night.
Please.

I'll stay here,
like a good boy.

Why didn't you tell me that
your husband won't set you free?

- He could hire legions of lawyers.
- I'll talk to him.

Reputation or not,
he'll have to give in.

Yes.

- It's been a hard day.
-Are you tired?

That one is not a clinic,
it's an assembly line.

What's this asshole doing?
He's not leaving?

He's asleep.

What's on your mind?

I deserve you much more
than him. Much more.

- Let go of me.
- Wake him up,

- so he'll get angry.
- You dirty pig!

This way, madam.

- Luisa!
- Stefano!

NO! No!

Stop Stefano,
let him go.

Believe me, I don't know him.

It's not what you think,
I have never seen him!

Stefan o, please!

Freeze!
Don't try to touch me!

You're splitting
my head open!

Fuck me!

Or are you tired?
You're weak!

You 're worthless,
even in this area.

You got much more than you deserve,
too much.

Little dirty factory worker,
supplementing his salary

by making signals to the boats
for a few cigarettes!

- What do you care?
- You are the fifth wheel,

you're a nobody.
You only need the gun

- to defeat fear.
- Just give me the money.

Yeah. Four, five, six dirty millions.
But you took too much.

- My life.
- Where are you going?

- Don't fuck with me.
- Fuck off!

- What is that mess?
- I took a tour while

- you were working out.
- You're a true beggar.

If needs be.

Hell, what along night.
Must be patient.

Give us our daily bread,
but how hard it is.

- There's coffee.
- Coffee. Good idea.

- Why don't you take another cognac?
- I like coffee better.

- Eat.
- No, coffee only.

Sol won't get asleep.
Look.

Good. Better not sleep
on the job.

The early bird gets the worm
and woe betide if you cross him.

- How many?
- Two.

Better three.

It's quite disgusting,
Fernanda's much better.

- Fernanda?
- The cook. She's at the village

- with her husband.
- Yeah. She left us alone.

- So kind of her.
- Thank them for me.

My god!
A private Luna park!

Nothing compares to pinball
to calm down.

Tell me about it.
Step back and learn.

And the pictures!
What's on? A porno?

'Fits in the wind?

Here's master.
Not bad.

Requiescant in pace.

You should celebrate on Nov. 2nd.
Chrysanthemums, and two-timing.

He won't mind now.
Will you wear mourning?

Black is in fashion.
Also in politics.

Music, poetry, art...
what a bore!

He was a genius,
but you mistreat geniuses.

Yeah, you do.
Like Rolls.

Your friend hit me hard.
Given the circumstances,

I let him.
You know what?

- He shouldn't have got all worked up.
- What would you have done?

- He should have believed you.
- Would you believe me?

- Who knows.
- He should have believed me.

He suddenly took me by the throat.
So angry!

Some people have all the luck.
It's not true that one

who's knocked out is worthless.
You tell this bullshit,

dirty bourgeois.
You're right. With a flash light

in my hand, under the rain or the snow,
every night. For a penny.

What did you think, millions?
Years in Germany, in Belgium,

in the mines, working like dogs.
You get silicosis.

Then come embassy officials,
with motherland's newspapers.

Motherland! Which motherland?
The one that sends you abroad to eat?

We used to stick photos of actresses
on the shacks' walls.

Because German females wouldn't
come there. We smelled bad.

So we looked at the pin-ups' bottoms.
Better than nothing.

But then we gave up.
We began to stick photos

of trailers, boats, things
owned by the rich.

Those who have bathrooms carpeted.
Photos of God.

- So did I, just three years ago.
- Then you see my point.

- I do.
- They turn you into a beast.

- You can play, if you want.
- I'm flaking out.

So you've been lured by nice things, uh?
So was I, watching shop windows,

full of beautiful things...
I would have shattered them!

- You see?
- But you ruined everything.

I know, you didn't assault me,
it wasn't me on that bed,

it was your hunger, your bitterness,
your anger, all things I know.

But you ruined everything.
You would have had the money.

- I will have the money.
- Yeah, sure.

But you stole me one thing.
You shouldn't have.

- You had no right.
- Give it up.

I told you, anger blinded me.
It's not fair.

What? Millions crawling
for one who makes it.

Those who make it,
want more and more.

- The villa, the money.
- The young, elegant guy

- to sleep with.
- To love.

- What do you know of these things?
- What does a scrounger like me

know of these things?
Love is for the rich.

To love, to the consequences
you witnessed tonight.

- You mean at the cross?
- At the cross, indeed.

He'll come back.
Believe me.

Stay here.
Where are you going?

Don't be afraid.

Afraid. Of what?

- Where are you going?
- Come along,

and satisfy your curiosity.

- A bath now?
- Not a bath really.

- Sea water. For cellulite.
- Sea water?

There's nothing they don't come up with
nowadays. You can take a bath

in sea water whenever you want.
And it's not polluted.

- The monkey business of bourgeoisie.
- Come on, you're doing all

you can to become a bourgeois.

Fucking cognac.

My head is aching.

- You serve cheap cognac here.
- It's the coffee.

What about the coffee?
What have you done, bitch?

- Be patient.
- The coffee.

Don't fuck with me.

It's me.
I came back. I believe you.

- You didn't know him.
- I've never seen him before.

- Open the gate.
- Not now. Please.

- Is he still inside?
- No, he's gone.

- Please, open the gate.
- Not now.

I am horrible, try to understand.
I don't want you to see

me like this. I'm ugly.
Go home!

- Luisa!
- Please, go, I'll call you.

Allow me some time to tidy up,
my love, please.

- Is he gone for real?
- He is. Don't doubt me anymore,

it's better like this.
I'll call you.

- Promised?
- Promised. I'll explain everything.

- I didn't ask you to explain.
- You're right. Now leave.

- Luisa!
- Goodbye.

- Luisa!
- Goodbye.

- Stefano!
- My god, what have you done?

- I killed him.
-Are you out of your mind?

- You killed him?
-I did.

- He assaulted you again?
- He didn't.

This is a catastrophe.
What the hell happened

tonight in this house?
What will you tell the police?

He harassed you and
then you killed him?

Tonight, when I came out of the club,
people would eye me, laugh,

with your husband in Turin
for the congress...

Even a child would guess
I was here.

Luisa, this is trouble.
I punched him.

- There are signs on his face.
- He didn't die for that.

- He drowned.
- Drowned? What do you mean?

If they ever find him,
his lungs will be full of sea water.

You are crazy.

What do you mean to do?

Leave it to me.
I told you.

Go home.
But you stayed, and saw everything.

- Luisa...
- Go and wait for me.

- I'll be back.
- Luisa, what do you want to do?

- I can't keep him here.
- My position...

- Calm down.
- I compromised myself,

I missed bridge.
You know how people talk.

I'm going home, uh?
That's the wisest thing I could do.

- I'll call you.
- Yes, please, as soon as he...

- Call me soon, will you?
- Stefano!

- Yes?
- He saw me.

You once told me
that loving is sharing.

In good and in evil.
And it's not fair that I keep

- all to myself.
- What do you mean?

- I killed him.
-I know, you told me.

I killed Armando.

And he saw me.
That's it.