All language subtitles for Almost.Human.1974.DUBBED.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG_English

- Hey Mr. What kind of car is this?

- Hey, it's dangerous to stand in the street, kid.

Move back, huh.

Go on. - Okay.

- Is this your car, Mr.?

I asked you if this is your car parked here?

- Is it mine?

- You ought to know, Mr.

Now look, if this car is yours, move it,

or else I'll have to give you a ticket.

So?

Come on, get moving!

The police are here!

- Get in the back, get in the back!

- Let her go!

- Mama!

- Get going!

Go, go!

- My baby!

- Step on it for Christ's sake.

They're right on our ass.

Shut up.

- The goddamn car is slipping.

Move!

Hurry up!

Get out, you!

- Easy, can't you do something?

Step on it.

- Everything's okay, kid.

- Look, Mr. Maione, that cop knew.

He did, I promise you

and it just would have been foolish,

foolish enough to do something, you know.

- Bastard!

- He knew what was happening, Mr. Maione.

- You should have just let the man

write you out a parking ticket, that's all.

- But he'd ask to see my driver's license,

what else could I--

- You could've left your license at home, shit head.

- I suppose you'd have been happier

if we'd killed everyone inside, you asshole!

- I had to, I had to!

- The rest of you, disappear.

- It's the truth.

I had to shoot, please, I had to shoot

otherwise the police.

I'm telling ya, I'm telling, it's the truth!

You gotta believe it, please.

I swear, please, it's the truth I swear.

Please.

- Crawl, scramble out from under my foot

before I mash your balls if you've got any.

Let's get out of here.

- Coming.

Hold on for a second.

- Greetings you pretty girl.

- What do you want at this hour?

- I'm here for a little cash.

- Come on it, Giulio.

- I'm on hard times, Iona, I need cash.

Lots of it.

- What's happened?

- Whatever the hell it was,

it didn't happen to you, it did to me.

I need money, Iona.

- Did you ever not?

- Hey come on, fork it over.

- I'm terribly sorry, but this time I haven't.

- Hey, you got something

worth a lot more than a cent baby.

Go what an ugly mother, I mean your mother.

Bourgeois cow,

women are usually-- - Please let her

try to sleep. - Prettier when

they're asleep. - She's not feeling too well.

- Come on, honey.

You think that I'm a stupid worm too don't you.

Come on, admit it.

- Oh Giulio.

I think that if you wanted to,

you might even try working a little.

You could get used to it, you know.

- Go to work, baby your kidding.

What am I supposed to do, sell apples?

Or be a brick layer?

Boy and winter's so cold in the land too.

You spit out your soul eight hours a day

until you can hardly make it over to some hospital.

And then there's people like your boss at work

who makes all those billions

and sends all the money to Switzerland.

Well, does that seem right to you?

- Giulio, what are you doing?

What in the world are you looking for?

- The money honey, where is it?

- There is none.

- Oh Iona, you can't pull the wool over me.

Where's the money at?

- There's no money in the house.

- Don't act like that with me, where is it?

Come on, where is it?

- Giulio, listen be.

- Your boring me, honey.

You love me when you get bang, hm?

Don't you.

Don't even pay me either,

you haven't given me anything.

- When you've been drinking you leave your senses,

you think you're Napoleon.

- Napoleon had one this little, I know it.

I've seen pictures, lots.

Here, I'll give you the real Napoleon, honey.

You interested?

I'll show you a thing or two.

Would you believe it?

I went and I sweated that girl,

I sweated her for a lousy pack of cigarettes?

You better start getting wise.

When you're gonna risk,

risk the whole shnoo until you get hit.

So what?

Someone once in a while is gonna kick ya if you play it big.

So wear the risk.

- What did you get out of it?

- You better believe it's more than the two of us

make together in a week.

- You have the idea.

Very hip, Vittorio.

Hey, moron.

Dodo.

Here, give a good look.

Watch it. - Hey, that's

300 lira, what're you doing?

- My god, what're you gonna do with 300 lousy lira?

300 lousy lira.

You're all a bunch of mental midgets.

When you talk about lira,

talk about million, three million or 30 million

or 40 million.

Otherwise just hand in your badge, man.

You should be ashamed of yourself,

marching around with a satchel,

like some kind of accountant.

Have some self respect and at least become a whore.

He's an ass.

- I guess you're right.

- Let's get to work, huh?

- Sonny boy, you know what you can do

with your piddle and purse snatching.

- You gonna start listening

to what old gas back there has to say,

you'll get charged.

- Put it where it does the most work!

- You can sit on this and see how you like it.

- If you ever get off it.

- How's work, son?

Now I think you oughta go brag about it

to the lieutenant.

Come on, move.

- 600 lira.

He killed a man for 600 lira.

Will you please notify his next of kin?

- We've already taken care of it,

inspector, just now.

- Put him in the ambulance.

There's no sense in checking for fingerprints,

half the city's touched the machine.

- Inspector.

Inspector, now that your men

have took the machine over,

where do we go for cigarettes?

Why're you laughing, there's a dead man.

Show some respect, no?

- See ya. - Bye.

What brings you here?

- Iona don't get all upset,

I know your not to be seen with me.

- Oh don't be silly, Giulio.

- I even bought a new jacket

to be snappy and handsome in front of your friends.

- You're very sweet.

- Hey, who's that?

The old time got a new slave?

- Leave it alone, I'll carry it.

- Some kind of slave, that's the old man's daughter.

- Wonder if she's an only child.

- Yeah, if you marry her, you get it all.

- You'd make a great little comedian.

- Come on.

- Where to?

- Your house, where else?

- Why can't it always be like this?

- What about it?

- We could live together.

- You're a funny little piece you are,

a thousand laughs.

So you'd live with me, huh?

Hell, you're even ashamed when I come for you at the office.

'Cause I'm poor and dirty.

Because I'm not a gentleman, right?

Come off it, Iona.

Quit the comedy.

Don't pretend with me.

And don't try to fool me, 'cause I get angry.

Listen.

I'm curious.

You mind telling me what the name

of your boss's daughter is?

- Marilu, why?

- How old is she?

- I don't know, around 20 I'd say.

- Wow, 20 years old and all that money.

Oh boy, if I could just get her away

and get half a billion lira for her,

I'd be set up for life.

- Darling, believe me,

you're better off playing football pools.

- Right, the pools.

Maybe you're right, honey.

And horse races and numbers.

Iona,

well, you might give me a hand, loan me your car.

I know a couple guys.

The kind you can depend on.

- And?

- I kidnap the girl.

Kidnap her and hideout.

Daddy'll pay.

I'm sure he'll pay.

- Oh forget it, it's a stupid idea.

- No really.

Lend me the car, baby.

And I promise you, I'll always keep you filled,

well I can't say love, but I'll keep you filled

with me for the rest of your life I swear, okay?

- We'll never get the bastard.

- The fingerprints have half of Milan on that machine.

- This kind of man interests me.

He's a psychopath, a mad man.

- The whole city is growing full of madmen.

It's like a carnival shooting range.

But the police is the sitting duck.

- At this point there's no evidence, nothing to go by.

Unless he should come in a tell us himself.

Do your guys have any information?

- We've set up 10 roadblocks.

31 cars searched.

Two car thieves surprised and caught red handed.

One of the thieves is already free as of this evening.

He asked very nicely if I had a light.

- Son of a bitch.

You know, no wonder they think we're a bunch of assholes.

We bring them in and in 24 hours they're out.

You know this car thief you told me about,

he'll be out tonight stealing cars again.

And by chance he runs into a night watchman,

he'll stab him to death.

Let me tell you something,

if I ever catch one of those bastards,

I'll shot him right on the spot.

- That's a lot of hot air and you know it.

You wouldn't take the law into your own hands.

- If you stick to your gut,

there's no risk.

Anyone can collect, the trouble starts afterward.

And then oh boy, oh boy,

the police make it good and tough for you.

And how can they make things tough for you?

Because if you're a jerk

you keep your word and let your hostage go.

So get rid of them, okay?

No risk at all.

No proof for them, no traces.

- You sure? - That it.

- But look it's-- - But look where?

- But that's murder.

- Oh please, what murder?

Self defense, boy.

Listen there's only one thing that counts.

Either you got loads of cash

and you're someone cool,

or you don't have no place to pee.

- You're gonna be like a preacher.

- I'm talking about half a billion lira.

You know what half a billion makes, do ya?

Does half of one billion lira have a meaning

for your feeble mind?

- Half, let's see that's,

500 million lira.

- Whoa, are you clever in arithmetic.

As it happens young man, your figures are right.

- Who are we gonna kidnap anyway, the mayor?

- I'm not getting mixed up with any politician.

These days the way things are going,

everyone wants to get rid of those hacks.

I know who to get.

- Yeah? - Yeah?

- Yeah.

- That was some backhand.

- Good.

Try the same thing again.

- If anyone worth half a billion, she's the one.

- Yeah, nice combination

of business and leisure.

- Well hit!

Children, it's a bit late to back out, if you're thinking.

You're up the hill as the saying goes.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome, Marilu.

My name is Giulio.

- What'd you tell her your name for?

- 'Cause I'm a gentleman, don't you know?

Doesn't hurt to be nice.

Now we've got to worry about a car.

- Guess we better liberate one, huh?

- Yeah, one with clean tags.

From someone who isn't going to report us.

Come on.

- Where'd you get it anyway?

- Wait till you see it, it's fabulous.

- Okay, but let's make it fast, I'm hungry.

- Are you always hungry?

- Well?

- I think someone stole my car, Angie.

- You're kidding.

- I'm serious, I left it right here.

- Now what?

- Come on, let's go eat.

- Wait a minute, aren't you gonna call the police first?

- Come to think of it, I imagine my boyfriend took it.

As a matter of fact, I'm sure he did.

Who would want to steal that worthless thing?

Well aren't you hungry anymore?

- Who is it, papa?

- I don't know.

- I bet it's a bunch of slimy kids like usual.

- Everything okay, papa?

- Come in.

Alright, what's this all about?

I know you always need something when you come here.

You still with Maione,

how is he? - He's fine.

I'm checking on my own, papa.

I'm gonna need three rosaries.

- Confirmation?

- No, mass for the doomed.

- Send them all to hell.

- Oh come on, someone has to give these kids

a hand with the ladder.

- How come you called him papa?

- 'Cause he's old.

Not because he ever did my mother,

poor guy never even ran into her.

- Here you are my children.

You know your prayers are valid only if accompanied

with an offering.

Arms for these is a hundred thou a piece.

Bring back the empties.

- About that.

Papa wants a hundred thousand damn lira

rent per machine gun.

- If you get them dirty,

three per noses each for six months.

And if grace is granted, your sins will be remitted.

- Meaning if we go and put a hole a anyone with these,

you go and keep the deposit.

- That's the way the commandment goes.

- Well, better nurse this for six months.

So 300 times three makes a bill of 900 thousand, but,

after six months if no one comes looking,

we get a return, that's right.

- They picked up two of the good ones

just last Tuesday,

making a total loss of two rosaries.

Pretty hard things to get ahold of.

- Pretty hard to get ahold of.

- Send them all to hell!

- What's the matter,

doesn't she like us?

- Oh mama's not a lot anymore.

In the good old times, though,

a gold mine.

And in Rome, why she used to turn 10 lira per trick.

At the time when Italy's favorite song was,

if I could only have

a thousand lira a month, yeah.

Oh boy did I ever.

- And three doses a month, yeah.

- My gold mine, gents,

she brought in over a thousand lira a day.

Nevermind a month.

- Alright.

You have yourself a deal.

300 plus 900, a million too, to the penny.

- Yeah but, hold on a second,

where are we gonna get the money?

- They're a shame, papa.

They're a shame, because

we haven't got the money right now.

- Now look, I didn't mean the money

had to be handed in now.

- We don't like to be in debt, papa.

- Papa!

What have you done?

I'll murder you!

- Are you out of your mind?

- Give me that!

- Gold mine, you know I bet they won't even

let you into hell after all those tricks you turned.

- Come on let's go, the police will get here

any damn second.

- What are you, trigger happy?

Jesus.

- Money, money.

The money's not what's important and you know it.

- Money is important, though I wish it weren't.

- Then drop in and kiss me, why don't ya?

- Because I love you.

- And what do you usually do when you love a girl?

- Quit making me feel like a moron.

Please try to understand me.

I want to marry you but.

- But?

- It's a question of principle.

- Gianni, it's really my father's money you know.

- Then tell him that you don't want it.

Nothing, not one lira.

- Yeah, and you know what our children will be saying?

- Papa, you're a bad man,

you did us out of grandad's gold.

- Oh forget it.

- Make it, Marilu, go at it!

Now we couldn't have planned the damn thing

better ourselves,

the time and place, too.

Whenever she's a ball, Marilu goes off her rocker.

She doesn't know if she's hold a tennis racquet

or one of those other things.

Oh hey, hey.

What the hell's the matter?

You worried about two we did?

Or forget it, man.

Because they ain't worried about it anymore.

Here, look.

Take one of these.

Here.

Take it.

- What kind of stuff is it?

- This was invented by a lot of men

that graduated from universities, kid.

It makes all the stupid buggers like us

who never went not worry about it.

It's alright, take it.

Take it.

- I don't want to.

- What did you say, you don't want to?

Hey come on.

Boy I think you better remember,

it's a little late for second thoughts.

And you better realize

from now on you do just what Giulio tells you to.

I mean it, you've gotta learn Giulio's rule of business.

He that's in goes along

and he that's in that doesn't go along

gets a bad.

- Knock it off you two,

Carmine will go along.

You know he's a good boy.

- Sure he'll go along.

Open your mouth.

- What if it gets me sick?

- Open your mouth I said.

Open boy.

Alright.

Now watch this.

Come on, you moron, watch how I do it.

You get it?

Go on.

Yeah, that's how you do it.

- Okay!

- No, Gianni, don't open the door!

Stay inside the car, please.

- We're hungry.

Oh we're hungry.

- No, Gianni, don't open it!

- Dearest Marilu.

We're hungry, help us.

Little girl, I have been sent by the angel Gabriel.

Come to safeguard your virginity.

- No Gianni, don't go out to him!

Gianni!

- Don't look at me like that.

Stop looking like that, I say.

Stop looking like that, dammit, no!

- Beautiful, beautiful.

- Giulio. Giulio!

The girl's gone!

- No, no no Marilu.

You'll get yours, billion lira girl,

you'll get yours.

- God, what happened to you?

Did you have an accident?

Come in, please.

- Who is it, Romano?

- Why don't you take a look, Martha?

- Maybe it's a girl to steal your husband.

- What happened?

- I guess some kind of accident, she's been hurt.

- A car accident?

Is there anyone hurt besides you?

- They shot me.

He opened it, if he hadn't.

It's crazy.

- What's she saying?

- As far as I'm concerned,

this business about an oil crisis

is no more, no less than a blessing in disguise.

If everyone walked more like in the good old days,

our health would improve, listen to me.

- You know you'd commit murder

if anyone so much as touched your car.

- That's what they did!

They committed murder, they killed Gianni!

- Come on, you'll feel better.

- Romano, come on, can't you see,

you're almost strangling the girl?

Aren't you good for anything?

Good grief.

- I suppose you're some kind of registered nurse, huh?

- Pour me a glass too, will you?

These kinds of things make me feel all lengthy inside.

- Try to get some inside the old man, too.

Then maybe he'll go to sleep sooner.

- Darling, how about a little glass of brandy?

- Brandy, eh?

Better be careful.

It may harden more than my arteries, you know.

- Hey!

This girl hasn't been in any accident.

She said that three men carrying machine guns

attacked her. - She's a liar.

Oh, she's a terrible liar.

Don't listen to her, she's a stupid lying kid.

- What do you want?

If it's about the girl, we don't know her!

I mean we've never even met her.

- But now you know me, farmer.

- You killed him, you murdered Gianni,

you murdered Gianni!

- Quiet!

You're a terrible liar.

- Listen we won't say a thing.

We don't want any trouble, honestly.

Take the girl and go.

- Well if you ask us nicely.

- That's right.

You want something, you pray for it.

You want it bad enough to pray for it?

Then kneel down.

Kneel down I said.

Kneel down I said!

You too honey, kneel down.

- Listen boys, I've got lots of money.

- Vittorio, put her in the bathroom.

That's right and lock the door.

You know something, I don't know if you agree with me

but I've always been put off by

people who live just for money.

I mean there are plenty of other values in life.

For example, universal love.

You ever hear of universal love?

Right, let's see if you've got it.

You got it, you think?

You got universal love?

Well, what are you waiting for?

- But you can't ask me to.

- Sexual discrimination is innate now.

Equal opportunities for all.

Now get to work.

- Cover it up.

- An old acquaintance, inspector.

Three convictions to robbery,

but also before the war.

He was presumed out of the life, but here he was,

dealing arms.

She was an ex prostitute.

They were together for a lifetime

and left at the same time.

- Oh how romantic.

You know, it seems to me

they've been in this business 20 or 30 years,

but haven't been just very careful,

they've been protected by someone.

But today they were not very careful.

With this kind of hardware,

you can bet they only sell to their friends.

But before long, we're gonna hear from them.

- You think so?

- Come on relax.

What's the matter?

Haven't you ever played roulette?

- Come on Giulio, it's your turn.

- One million on the redhead.

- Two million on her.

- One million going on black hair.

- Right then, it's time to turn.

Turn it, turn it that's it.

Stop.

Hey I owe you a million bucks but,

first I think I should do a good thing

for the losing lady here.

- Giulio, there's someone here.

- Ariana!

Ariana, answer me!

You murdered my daughter!

You killed my baby!

You killed her, you murderer!

You murderer, you murderer!

- Have you seen him before, sir?

- Yes, he was a friend of my daughter's.

- Did you know that they were

going out together?

- Yes, I was aware of it.

What do you supposed they might have done to her?

- We're doing everything we can to find your daughter.

- Why did they kill Gianni like that?

- I don't know.

I really don't.

A few nights ago,

for apparently no reason at all,

a night watchman was killed for just 600 lira.

- It's a 10, caliber nine four.

- If that's one of the bullet they got from the old man,

whoever it was, it didn't take them long to use it.

- Inspector Grandi!

You better come over quick.

Five corpses at the house up the road here.

- I'm afraid

you can't go in, sir. - Let me go.

I've got to see if my daughter's in there.

- Sorry, sir, inspector's orders.

- No.

I've never seen her.

- A girl barely six years old.

- Same caliber and same weapon

I'd bet on it. - Check it.

Mr. Porrino?

You're a very rich man.

- Yes.

- Well then there's hope for your daughter.

Because the kidnappers,

they're gonna ask for ransom.

- Whatever it is, inspector, I'm ready to pay it.

Whatever they ask for.

- Locks are beautiful, these will work, huh?

Listen one of us has to be here all the time.

Two even better.

How you doing, honey?

Don't be afraid.

As soon as papa let's loose,

you'll return to your tennis.

And of course to your little bang sessions in your car.

What's modern youth coming to?

- Think this is a safe place, huh?

- Damn right.

Nothing in the world is gonna hurt us here.

Unless we hurt ourselves that is.

I guess things got a little out of hand last night, huh?

It's just as well though.

That way old man Scrooge McDuck

will figure we're not foolin'.

I'll tell you one thing,

now we're in it right up to our necks,

all three of us.

With 500 million in one hand

and a life sentence on the other hand.

- Listen, let's just drop the money.

Like not ask for it.

After all, last night we were out of our minds,

stoned blind.

It might just put us in a hospital.

- The windows are barred.

- Oh god.

- What the hell's wrong with you, boy?

Hey man, what the hell's wrong, come on.

I asked what's wrong, Carmine.

- I'm sick to my stomach.

- Your stomach.

- Yeah.

- Too much drinking last night, huh.

Okay.

Now listen.

I don't mind if you get sick, not at all.

But just you make sure you make it to the bushes

before you get the floor in here all dirty.

Go flush it out.

But you make wants to be on those bushes.

And all I'll do is plug up your problem with this.

And I'll do it in a minute angel puss.

- All I said was I'm sick to my stomach.

But now I'll tell you another thing.

You're not clever you know.

You're a pitiful little idiot and a--

- Quit it, what's done is done.

You weren't exactly standing on the sidelines last night.

You know Giulio's right.

You began it, we finish it.

You got no other choice.

We're a bunch of murderers, that's all.

- Aren't we?

- I better get used to this business.

- Come on, flush it out.

And hurry.

I have to go, just keep your eye on him.

- Don't worry, he'll do what I say.

- You do what I say, don't you?

Good man.

- Hey Giulio.

I think we'd better get little Marilu to write that letter.

- Much too soon.

We don't him to get the impression we're in a big hurry.

Because if you're in a rush, could be you're scared,

and we're not.

- Evening Standard please.

Oh my god, Giulio, are going out of your mind, really?

If you needed the car,

you could at least have asked me,

couldn't you? - Pretty girl.

Whatever's yours is mine

and whatever's mine is--

- Isn't mine at all, it's just your.

- Pretty girl, pretty.

I told you I needed your car

for a million dollar job, didn't I?

- Listen Giulio, I hope you haven't done anything stupid.

- Nah, what do you mean?

All I did was kill two women,

three man and a kid.

- Sense of humor you got.

- Funny huh?

Iona.

Listen, nevermind the paper,

what do you care what those idiots write?

Honey.

- Yes?

- No foolin' now,

if I told you that I'd murdered somebody,

what would you do?

- Go to the police.

- Go on.

- Oh yes I would.

- Nah, it's not true.

- I'd be there in a flash.

After all, I was damn near down there

to report you for car theft.

- Well, you're really a bad girl.

However I'm a good boy.

You wanna know why I'm good?

Because instead of bringing you to work,

I'm gonna drive you out to the lake.

- If I don't work, where do you get your money from?

I've been thinking, I guess you're right you know.

No one will die if I don't show up in the office today.

- Of course I'm right, honey.

Come on, only good read is the funnies anyhow.

I know, I'll tell you a funny joke instead.

- Fun.

- Alright, what happens when you cross

an elephant with a jar of peanut butter, what do you get?

Give up do ya?

- Yes.

- It's very easy, you get an elephant

that sticks to the roof of your mouth.

Really fabulous, girl.

- Beautiful.

- You know this is one of the deepest

bodies of water in Europe?

- And do you know you're acting very strange

this morning too?

- Think so?

- Since when are you interested

in how deep various lakes are?

- You only want me to be interested in your deep spots?

- I was wondering if you'd get around to that.

- Here.

Look at this.

- You did do it.

You weren't kidding, were you?

- No I wasn't kidding.

- You murdered those.

You're crazy, leave me alone!

No!

You crazy murderer, no!

- Yeah.

- Inspector, they've just called Porrino.

- I'll be right there.

- We're trying to trace them, sir.

- How do I know you're the one who has her?

- He said what we told him to.

- You'll just have to take my word for it.

- Well how's my daughter?

Please, you must promise not to hurt her.

Now look, I insist on speaking with Marilu.

- Mr. Porrino, I don't think you--

- Leave it to me, it's alright.

I'll pay you whatever you ask,

but give me proof she's alive first.

- Alright.

You'll have your proof, Porrino.

But if you want to see her again all in one piece

keep the police out of this.

- What?

- No police.

- Yes you have my word.

Please just don't hurt her.

Whatever you tell me to, I'll do.

- Alright, that's enough for now.

- Wait please, I might have some proof?

Please don't, don't hang up.

- Inspector, from the subway station

at Piazza Cordusio.

- Gonna send someone down there?

- What for?

To watch the trains go by?

♪ While making love in our cars ♪

♪ In the woods when we were sweet 16 ♪

♪ La la la la la la la la ♪

- Lambrusco.

Our breath is disgusting.

Needs a little spice.

When I get your daddy's money,

you know what I'm gonna do with it?

I'm gonna wash my hotdog in champagne

every single morning.

Unless of course you'd like to do it for me.

Okay, start writing.

- Go on, Marilu, write what he tells you

or he'll beat the piss outta ya.

He just wants an excuse so he can bat you around.

- Are you gonna give me an excuse?

Start writing to your papa.

- Yeah sure, I know if I do,

probably you'll kill me.

- Look, Marilu I've got nothing against you.

When a person takes a bite of steak,

he's not sitting there worrying too much

about the poor cow, now is he?

Gotta find some way of living.

Papa's got nearly all the money in the world.

I got none.

I mean if I just asked him for some money,

he wouldn't give me any.

- You're not fooling me.

You make him pay.

Pay a million lira, but I get killed anyhow.

I mean otherwise you'd make sure

I'd never saw your faces, right?

- You've had one hell of a soft life till now.

Tell you what, we'll make a deal.

I live 20 years as a rich man and then I swear,

I'll kill myself.

- You won't get one penny out of this!

Nothing!

I'm not writing a word.

I don't care what I get.

- We let her holler like that, someone's gonna hear her.

- Marilu, you know a person can die many ways.

Like there's this, but it's over too soon.

This is another way, over even sooner.

Or I could just cut out your eyes.

Send you back to papa,

carrying your eyeballs in your head, very effective.

- Don't worry Giulio, he'll come back.

- He'll come back.

Since you're no good for writing letters,

let's see if there's something you are good for.

Come here!

Come here.

- No!

No!

- Be quiet! - No!

- Hey, cut it out!

Come on.

Or would you rather have it like this?

Come on take it, take her!

She's all yours!

- Alright, Giulio, that's enough.

- She's alright. - Go to hell.

- Understand honey?

Now take the pen and write.

Ready to write?

Dearest papa, these wonderful guys

want half a billion big ones.

No, not big ones, just put down

one half a billion lira.

But if not,

I'm gonna get,

no don't write that, because daddy'll think

we're not nice.

If not they're gonna put my head

some place interesting like the stove.

Or the bowl of the toilet.

Don't put that in, it seems like a joke.

Tie me up and put my head in the oven.

I love you very much,

Marilu.

- Run over it to Switzerland and mail this from there.

You'll make it there and back quicker

if you go by bus.

Now.

- Alright, bring her up there, that's it.

Just a little bit, come on, come on!

More, more!

That's it, hold it.

- What's going on there?

- Just an accident,

the police just picked a woman up.

She must have drove her car into the lake.

- Cartridge A, this came from the murderers in that villa.

Cartridge B, found next to Marilu Porrino's car.

Cartridge C came from that old man's arsenal.

All the bullets came from the same gun.

You see, inspector, the firing bin

is just a bit off center,

three tenths of a millimeter to be exact.

There's no doubt at all,

it's as though the machine gun

put a signature on its bullets.

- You know these killings keep going on,

they're going to eliminate the traffic problem.

- We just fished a woman out of Lake Como.

- I'm coming.

- They picked her up about two hours ago.

- So?

- You said to let you know about all deaths,

she qualifies.

- That doesn't prove a thing.

They print half a million copies of that a day.

- You're right, now keep me informed.

- How about that, she worked for Porrino.

- What the hell did you say?

- Yeah, for the old guy.

- One of our best secretaries.

She'd been with us around three years.

When was it?

- Yesterday morning.

A car went off the road

and plunged right into Lake Como.

- She was not only a good worker as I said,

but also a fine young lady, a terrible accident.

- Well I don't think it was an accident.

- My god, really?

I believe that you're somehow

trying to tie this in with.

- I can't say that just yet,

but we have to follow every clue.

Have you heard from your daughter?

- No, no I haven't.

- They're gonna call you, here or at home.

First the kidnapping then the telephone call.

Then after that, the exchange.

Now, if you don't mind.

I would like to talk

with some of the people that worked with Iona.

- Yes, certainly, I'll see to it.

One second.

- Taxi!

- Where to?

- Turn left and I'll tell ya.

- How long since you've been there?

- A year or so.

- I was closest to the wall, it's my turn!

- Is this where Giulio Sacchi lives?

- I think so, but I was only here once, with Iona.

- I'd like for you to wait for me here.

Hey kids, what floor does Giulio Sacchi live on?

- Up on the sixth floor, but he's never here.

- Thanks.

- Go on, it's your turn.

- Of course it is, I won, didn't I?

- What do you mean what do you have to do?

Same thing everyone else does, baby.

Jack up the prices at the bar, that's all.

And don't forget my cut, see ya.

Yeah?

You fat headed--

- Now just hold your horses, Maione, hold on.

There's a little favor you gotta do me.

You know the type of guy you're talking to,

poor little shit head.

Hold on, there's a little too much noise in here.

Now you said I was a shit head, you know.

Now get this straight, man.

I feel like we'd started to sing a tune.

- What are you gonna sing about?

- Gonna sing all about you, Maione.

About the bank and all.

- Bastard, try blackmail

and you'll end up feeding fishes.

- Just hold on Maione, just hold on.

Where I'll end up, I don't know nor do you.

But I know how to be with you,

what'll happen to you if you don't do what I tell you.

- According to the woman who runs the Bensione,

he was the only man who came around regularly.

Why don't you find him?

You never know.

- I doubt if he's involved in the kidnapping.

But.

- Maybe.

But doesn't it seem odd

that someones car was stolen,

is in it the next day drowned.

It's a little bit peculiar.

- How long has she been gone?

- Let's see, I mean for instance.

Yesterday she didn't go to work,

today neither.

- You her husband?

- No.

- A relative?

- No, I'm not, I'm

you could say

involved sentimentally. - Hello, Valerie.

- Now look here boy. - Listen, I want you

to track someone down for us. - What would happen if

the police had to investigate

every lovers quarrel in Milan.

- The name is Giulio Sacchi.

Yeah, that's right, Giulio Sacchi.

- I'm Giulio.

I'm Giulio, sir.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

- Your name is Giulio?

- Sacchi, Giulio.

You were looking for me?

- You reside in Sisto Centro Valley?

- Yes.

- Nevermind that call.

I found him.

- What's going on?

- Why are you here today?

- Came in to report the disappearance

of his girlfriend, sergeant.

- Iona Tucci?

- Iona Tucci.

What's wrong is she alright?

- There was an accident.

- What kind of accident?

- Come with me.

- Tell me now, is she dead, inspector?

- Now where have I seen you before?

- I don't know, but look please,

I have a right to an answer.

What's happened to her?

Is she dead?

- Yes.

In a car in Lake Como.

- But how, I mean a couple of days ago,

somebody stole her car in broad daylight.

Maybe it's not really her.

Oh god no, no Iona, Iona my darling.

My love, you can't be dead.

- When did she tell you about her car?

- I guess Wednesday.

I phoned her but she said she didn't feel like coming out.

- Do you have a record?

- I don't know what you mean,

what kind of--

- Do you have a police record?

Have you been in trouble with the police before?

- Inspector, for Pete's sake, do you take me

for a criminal or something?

Do you?

I'm a law abiding citizen!

- Check it out.

- Oh god.

- Where were you night before last?

- At the pool hall.

Whenever Iona didn't want to, my goodness.

I've always been alone, ever since I was a baby,

nobody ever loved me, only Iona ever loved me.

Inspector, why are you asking me this?

Don't you know when a poor guy is suffering?

My god, why are you giving me the third degree?

- Because I believe that she was pushed into the lake!

- The vice squad came around for their cut.

- The usual. - 20%.

But I gotta hand it to them, they leave us alone.

The girls appreciate it.

- Hey boss, the man's here,

he dragged your friend Giulio along.

- The two of you stick around.

We'll give him a lesson later.

Afternoon inspector, nice to see you.

Marco, bring the gentlemen a drink.

- You know this man?

- Yeah, sure.

He's a customer and a friend.

- Let's just cut the crap.

This is a matter of homicide.

- Condolences.

- When did you see him last?

- See who, Giulio?

- No, pope John.

- Let me see just a moment.

- Mr. Maione, don't you remember the night we played poker?

- Sure.

Yesterday, no, let's see two days ago.

- Well, inspector, may I go?

- Why?

You're here among friends.

Stay a while,

but then you should spend some time at home,

because I may want to drop by and say hello.

- Sure, inspector.

- Now I'm gonna cut your nuts off,

- Sorry, the inspector counseled for me every night.

He want to know where I left.

- You better not say too much to the inspector.

'Cause you could easily be cut in pieces.

- Hello?

- Porrino?

Proof's on its way, you'll have it by tomorrow morning.

We want 500 million lira in two suitcases.

Use bills, small denominations.

You got that?

- Small denominations.

But please don't hurt my daughter.

You can have the cash and welcome

and Marilu won't say anything.

The whole incident will be forgotten.

- Now look, those two suitcases

are gonna weigh an awful lot.

You better bring them by yourself, alone.

- Yes.

- I'll tell you the plan later.

- Please as soon as possible.

As soon as possible.

- All in good time, Porrino.

- Hello, hello?

- Have the inspector put these on, now.

- Right.

- Come on, Marilu.

You've got to eat something.

- What's the use?

I can't.

- Everything okay, Carmine?

- Yeah, everything's fine.

- Quit looking so glum, Carmine, eh.

It's all set, we're in.

The old man's ready to come across.

- Pretty nice life, about time for a change.

There is a hell of a lot of money

gonna fall into our pockets, boys.

Now, 500 million divided in three makes

200 million for me.

And 150 million for you each.

Now aren't you going to be glad

when you got 150 million, aren't you gonna be glad?

- Please don't kill her.

If we let her go, she won't rat to the cops about us.

- Hey.

Carmine you've got a crush on our guest.

- I think it's one hell of a dirty thing

if we get our money and we murder the girl anyhow.

- You think it's a filthy thing.

You wanna know what my idea is of a filthy thing?

You got nothing,

you're a poor man just fishing in the toilet.

Now that's what I call filthy things.

You living in heaven?

You've got a halo around your head, boy.

And anyways, you gaining wise to the score.

Get Marilu, money, and a mask for the dead.

You agreed didn't you?

- Yeah, I know, I know.

But it seemed easy at first, coming from me.

I believe enough people have been murdered

already, Giulio.

- We gotta murder till no one,

not one of the people who can send us to jail

is still alive.

I'm gonna prove to you it's no joke.

For example, I killed my girlfriend yesterday.

- What?

- I killed my girlfriend, Iona.

Shoved her and her car right into Lake Como.

You wanna know why?

Because she knew too much about it.

She would have gone straight to the authorities,

only I stopped her.

- Yeah I saw them pull her out today,

and I'll pull you in!

They're gonna get us all!

- Let go of my arm, Vittorio,

dammit I told you let go!

What the hell's got into you?

You're quaking, you're shivering like the breath.

What partners I got,

frightened out of your wits,

you're like two little boys.

But just you remember one thing,

when you're walking around town,

stuffed like a sausage with cash you'll all owe to me.

Come on let's roll, so I killed her,

I murdered her, so what?

Oh I even went to the police, so what?

Now start thinking for a change.

There isn't gonna be any proof against us.

No kind of proof at all.

We'll have to hide the money for a while.

For a year, two, three.

Hell, even our years if we have to.

They won't have a goddamn thing on us.

- We won't have an alibi.

- Forget your alibis.

I mean alibis are invented, all of them.

Vittorio for example, think about last Tuesday,

where were you, what were you doing?

Go on, spit it out!

Where were you Tuesday?

Hey, you don't know.

And you, you Carmine, last Monday,

on the 18th at nine p.m. what were you doing?

You see.

Just take a second.

We're the kind that lives from day to day.

They don't expect people like us to have alibis.

- We were seen together,

I mean probably everyone's seen us.

- At the coffee bar, alright, so what?

We like coffee.

What kind of crime is that?

Think about it, means nothing.

Police couldn't care.

A bit of time to let the waters calm down

and they will calm down.

A dead body isn't news anymore these days.

Give the police a month or two

with no clues, no hope and watch them disappear.

- Yeah, I hope it goes like you say.

We gotta get it over with though,

but good and fast.

- Just in time for the letter to get there.

After that, one day,

one and it's all over.

All of a sudden you're a damn rich man.

- From Switzerland.

I'm positive your daughter can't be as far as that.

- I want you to pay the ransom.

And I want the investigation to come to a halt.

I'm only to call the bank for the cash.

They know all about--

- I think that you're making one hell of a big mistake.

- Then tell me what else to do,

the money isn't no concern.

- You remember how they treated

the other people that were hanging in the house?

Now look, let me tell you something,

you cannot deal with these criminals.

If you pay them,

your daughter is as good as dead, she's finished.

- I've got to try.

I've got to try every unexplored avenue.

- And we have to stop making life

easier for criminals!

- Not with my daughter, inspector.

You make keep your experiments in criminology

for someone else.

- Mr. Porrino, why is it that I cannot make you understand

that if you pay, you're never going to see

your daughter alive again?

They have killed several people.

Just to get their hands on her,

and they will not let her go

because she can identify them.

- I'm her father, I'll make the decision I believe in,

do you understand that?

- Obviously Mr. Porrino's being blackmailed

but we are not.

- There's your mistake, inspector,

they've put us all on the hot seat.

Now then, do you have any valid reason

to oppose suspension of the investigation?

- Well if Mr. Porrino's willing to cooperate.

- Cooperate, certainly, I'll cooperate,

but afterward.

- But it's gonna be too late to save your daughter.

But justice, maybe.

- As chief of police,

you can have this investigation stopped.

Just for two days, no more.

- Suspend the investigation, inspector.

Two days.

- What are you doing?

Are you playing solitaire?

- Yeah, where are we going?

- I don't know about you,

but I'm gonna go to sleep

because we've been given a holiday.

- What about these?

- Yeah, nice epidemic huh?

- Orders from the boss man?

- That's right.

We can't touch the kidnappers

because they might run scared.

Have you got a cigarette?

A cigarette.

- All gone.

- Oh I had that Giulio Sacchi checked.

No record, nothing.

You know I keep getting this feeling

that I've seen this guy some place before.

Ah, shit I'm gonna go to sleep.

- Inspector, now that your men

have took the machine over,

where do we go for cigarettes?

- Porrino, you got the letter?

No one's harmed her.

Listen to me, open up your ears

and don't think of any tricks.

Bring it tonight at two o'clock.

The 17th kilometer marker on the lake road, got that?

Come along with the suitcases.

- Is now leaving on track three.

- Here's our boy.

Hope he hasn't messed up everything.

Well?

Report.

- They're planted, every one.

- Marvelous.

Hope for our sake's it's true because

the clues for the treasure

are going to have to be just right,

if not, the whole thing's blown.

- But to have the money dropped right under our noses.

Isn't that kinda dangerous?

- What do you know?

That's the point, my lad.

Get the money brought right here,

they'll never think of it.

The police got no mind, no genius

like Giulio Sacchi.

Like what other kidnapper would be smart enough

to have it brought to his own house?

Only yours truly, because yours truly is Giulio Sacchi.

You want a bottle, eh.

Vittorio,

you go up around Gernusico.

- Right.

- I want you to make sure there's no one ahead of daddy

or tailing him and check out the sky too.

There's such a thing as police helicopters.

- Right on.

- You junior, walk up to Segrati.

Might take an hour, it's three kilometers.

And as for number one, I'll stay on board.

If something goes wrong, don't worry.

Stay where you are.

- I just put in over 120 kilometers putting around.

How about I stay here, alright?

- No.

- Listen to me,

open up your ears and don't think of any tricks.

You bring it tonight at two o'clock.

The 17th kilometer marker on the lake road, got that?

Come alone with the suitcases.

- Thanks.

You're a real pal.

- Okay, but don't mess things up.

Those guys kill Marilu,

we'll be up the creek and you know it.

- Don't you worry.

You go get the car.

Don't say anything to anybody.

- Right.

- Get me the chief of police in Como, would you?

- Officer, what's all this?

I'm in a hurry.

- Can I see your

driver's license please? - I mean really.

Can we please get this over with, I've got to go.

- I'm sorry, it's not in order, sir.

- What do you mean it's not in order?

- Will you come over here a minute, sir?

- This is intolerable.

I'm here on the authority

of the chief of police of Milan.

You can call him, my name is Porrino.

- I'm very sorry, but the chief of police

is sound asleep at this hour.

- You again.

I want to save my daughter.

What do you want from me?

- The cops should have been watching the skies.

Old Peter Pan Vittorio.

♪ On sweet 16 we used to make love ♪

- That's right, that's right old man.

Put it down, yeah.

Put down the other one.

That'll do ya, perfect.

You ought to be real glad.

Your daddy obviously thinks highly of you.

You know what a friend of mine once said?

A friend of mine who thinks he's a smart a guy.

He said I was a shit head, it's true.

He really did, said I was a shit head.

What do you think Marilu?

Tell me your opinion of me.

Tell me your opinion of me.

Right now!

- You're only a pig.

Poor little child.

- You're a shit head!

- No!

- Carmine you fool, you bastard!

Don't move from there, Carmine.

Don't move from there.

- Filthy coward, filthy coward.

- Don't filthy coward me.

- Filthy coward!

- Don't filthy coward me!

Shit heads.

Shouldn't let her get to you, Carmine.

- I heard the machine gun.

- Did you?

Yeah, I put it to ya.

Machine gun.

We'll get rid of the body later.

- It's gonna upset Carmine.

- The boys just gonna have to learn to live with it, okay?

We better go do it.

The suitcases are up there.

You see anyone coming through?

- No, no one.

What do you say?

Better to get them, you think?

- Gotta pick 'em up sooner or later.

Now that you mention it, probably better now.

Let's go.

Okay.

Let's move. - Yeah.

- Can you believe it?

Half a billion lira

and a hundred thousand worth of luggage.

- We'll be set up for life.

- Tell you what, you wipe your ass with these

one per day, you know you'd have a enough

for 60 years.

- I've decided it was worth the trouble

of killing a few people for this.

- I know you would.

Do you doubt me?

Doubt my genius?

I cleaned everything up, there's no fingerprints.

- What about Carmine?

Sure hope nothing's gone wrong.

What the hell do you suppose?

- I don't suppose anything.

Vittorio, stop your worrying about nothing, will you?

- But if Carmine doesn't get here,

if something did happen.

- Carmine's here Vittorio, in there.

With Marilu.

I had to do it, he tried to stop me from killing the girl.

He called me a lot of filthy names, tried to kill me.

- You must be nuts.

He was a friend of mine, you know.

- He's nothing.

He was a friend of mine, too.

- If they find him here, I've had it!

Because of you, you bastard!

I've had it!

- Fine you, too.

So you don't have to worry about it.

You got no more worries.

Do be caught, forget it.

- Just don't let them get away!

- Down there, all of you!

- Don't worry about me, Antonio, go!

- We found one of the suitcases!

Come on.

- Shit.

- They killed the girl!

- Dammit to hell.

- Sacchi, I know damn well it's Sacchi.

- Maybe.

But don't worry, he can't be too far away.

- Get a reflector down here!

On the double!

- You had this coming to you.

- Alright, that's enough.

Make the call.

- This is Ugo Maione,

I wanna speak to Inspector Walter Grandi.

- He's not there.

- Goddamit,

look we need to guys at the door.

When he comes, have them pull him in.

- Sure, now let's go to the hospital.

- Message for Inspector Grandi.

Inspector Grandi, call please.

- It's me, speak.

- Giulio Sacchi, has been reported in

Colonia Mousasi, in Maione's billiard parlor.

Repeat, Maione's billiard parlor.

- Alright, we're coming.

- What about your leg?

- I don't give a damn about my leg!

Get in, goddammit!

- Get him out of here, inspector.

He's a filthy cheat, he'd sell his mother

to a white slaver.

- That's not true, inspector.

They beat me up because I was winning a lot,

and they didn't want to pay the money

that they owed, that's why.

- Just a little poker between friends, you know.

A couple of lira on the side.

They caught the bastard cheating.

They worked him over a little and left.

And I have to say, I sympathize,

even if it's against the law.

Anyway, I run a clean and honest place here,

so that's why I reported it.

- You aren't even wet, you son of a bitch!

- What are you looking for, inspector?

That's not where he left his cards.

- Now look you mother fucker,

this guy's killed a lot of people

and if you try to cover up for him,

I'm gonna hang your ass!

- So he's a murderer, old Giulio eh?

Why don't you throw him in a cell all by himself?

Then see if he can find anybody to bother.

- Yeah sure,

we're not stupid Maione.

Come on, how long's he been here?

- How should I know?

I've got other things to do

than check out that idiot's coming and goings.

- Estimate.

- Three hours, four, I don't know.

Now we're going to rough the guy up a little.

Alright boys, you were paying more attention than I was.

You better tell the gentlemen.

What time did you begin the game

with this stupid little bastard?

It was 11:30 more or less, Mr. Maione.

- Take them all in!

Oh, my hand is bleeding.

- Okay, just hold on, hold on.

We need to get an ambulance down here.

- You could be in for a few weeks.

You better tell me where your suitcase is,

I'll get it for you.

- Gee man, thanks a lot.

But I'm sure it's much better off where it is.

- Come on, move out!

Come on, dammit move.

Dead man.

You, too.

- You're arresting me?

But they're beat me up for just winning a little.

And he called me a stupid little bastard,

he's the one you want.

- Come on, move out.

Move dammit!

- I'll teach you a lesson.

- Come on, Maione!

- Come in.

- There's absolutely no reason.

- Good morning, your honor.

Gentlemen. - How are you, inspector?

- Well, at least nobody can call me a flatfoot now.

- Sit down.

- Thank you.

- Inspector Grandi, it's good to see you again

after what happened.

I'm very sorry, but I assure you,

my client had nothing to do with it.

- Who is your client, this time?

- Oh, a fine young man name Sacchi.

Giulio Sacchi.

Wouldn't hurt a fly.

He's got an iron clad alibi

and there's no evidence to justify the fact

that he's been in jail for two weeks.

This procedure's all too typical of Italian law.

Only yesterday I was talking to my good friend

the chief justice-- - I know all about that.

What I would like to know is,

how is this innocent client of yours going to pay you?

You're a very expensive lawyer.

- I'm no lawyer to the wealthy.

It was not money that attracted me

to this noblest of colleagues.

When a citizen is innocent, he calls--

- Innocent citizen?

He is paying off his witnesses and his lawyer

with Mr. Porrino's money.

- Are you trying to insult him?

And I protest.

- Behave yourselves.

I have examined the case minutely

and haven't found any incriminating evidence.

- You're wrong, your honor.

He's guilty and there's no doubt about it.

Now you've ready the ballistic report.

He shot at us with the same machine gun

that he used to kill truly innocent people.

- Yes we know it was the same gun,

but it's not a machine gun we're sending to jail

and there's no definite proof

that the man who handled it was Sacchi.

- Your honor, when we found the dead watchman

he was there because I saw him.

And his girlfriend,

she was drowned at the bottom of the lake.

Now I talked with some of her coworkers,

and they told me that he always waited for her

after work.

That is where he first saw Porrino's daughter.

And what about the two dead men at the shack?

Whose friends were they?

Giulio Sacchi's!

And they disappeared the day of the kidnapping.

You tell me that that is not proof enough?

- Suspicions, coincidences.

Clues, if you like, but nothing to

slap a criminal indictment on him.

I have to let Sacchi go, inspector, I'm sorry.

- You're sorry.

Why don't you say it back to Mr. Porrino?

Or all the other innocent people that have been slaughtered?

Release him, go ahead.

Why don't you apologize to him

in the name of the Italian people?

When he kills again, and he will,

it'll be on your conscious.

- Inspector Grandi, your job

is the prevention of crime, not mine.

You will receive a copy of the release order.

Good morning gentlemen.

- He's only doing his job.

- I wish they would let us do ours.

- They won't believe it if Giulio Sacchi says it's true.

You need proof, a lot of it.

A goddamn mountain of it

to give someone a life sentence.

You can do anything you want

as long as you've got this.

Don't you read the newspapers?

Or do you just look at the pictures?

I'm talking about 200, 300, 400 million.

Not to mention a billion,

not to mention two billion, the police are helpless.

They never catch anybody like that.

- He's right, you know.

- Hey, Giulio, there's a cripple here wants to see ya.

- What?

What the hell does a cripple want with me?

- Been around three days now.

- A cripple?

- Hey wait a minute.

Where are you guys going?

Hello, there were you looking for me?

I'm sorry to hear about you and your leg.

Really, have a seat.

Would you like some of this?

Look, a French champagne.

Like I said, they told me about your leg

and I want you to know I've got no hard feelings

about the way you came after me.

- I've come here as your executioner.

- Come on, inspector.

- And you goddamn well know why.

- What do you mean?

Probably you're not feeling too well.

- I've condemned you to death

for kidnapping and multiple homicide.

- Oh please, just a second, will ya?

Inspector, hold on a moment, no!

- Halt!

- You're the police, you can't shoot me in cold blood!

- Stop!

- Hey inspector!

The police can't do that!

And besides, I didn't do anything!

There's no proof, inspector!

Stop it!

Stop it, he's crazy!

He's crazy!

- Call Judge Rossi,

in charge of the Porrino case.

Tell him that ex-Inspector Grandi

just killed a murderer.

Sorry chief.

Get an ambulance over here.