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A THORN IN THE HEART

Slow down!

- And you answer! - Slow down! - Answer!

- I've decided, I'm saying no! - Then it's over.

It's over!

Wasn't the accident enough? Why are you speeding like crazy?

When I speed, I suffer less.

Do you understand, Caterina?

- One day you'll kill yourself. - Better off.

If you don't want me, what do I do with myself?

- I'll open. - Ah, 4 and...

Three.

One.

- One card. - Two.

30,000.

No.

So, 30 plus 30.

Pot.

Count up how much there is.

About... About 100.

I'll double it.

Think about it. If the ash falls, the pot is mine.

Well? Now what?

I'm out.

Missed color, shit!

We can't stop now. Come on, who shuffles the cards?

- It's your turn. - We'll do it again, come on.

Good evening.

Guido, what are you doing?

I open. 300,000.

- All right. - No.

Let's make it 500.

- Yes. - No. - Cards.

You're early tonight, it's only 2:00 AM.

Over there it's a different music, not like down here.

If you want to sit down, it's a minimum of one million to begin with.

Tonight the cards loved me, I made such a bluff...

That's where I belonged.

I would have covered you with gold. You'd like that, huh?

- Are you listening to me or not? - Yes, I hear you.

- I hear you. - What's wrong?

Nothing.

At poker you would be unbeatable, with that face that says nothing.

I never understand which cards you're holding.

Your shit Frankenstein is still here. What does that asshole want?!

Me.

And what now, you sleep?

What is this? We're here to be together and you sleep.

Sleep, sleep.

Alright, he wants you. And you, what do you want?

I'm talking to you! I know you're awake. Can you tell me what's in your head?

And she doesn't speak... "It'll pass." But I still come to see you anyway.

I didn't understand why I was denied that night.

The other times we made love and she had been tender, passionate,

even if she kept up that somewhat mysterious air.

That's what ultimately attracted me most about her, since the day I met her.

Novara, round trip.

And why are you going to Novara?

Work, my darling, work.

- Get out of here... - Why shouldn't I try?

- Try what? - To see how it feels like.

Keep in mind, she won't buckle.

- Why, do you know her? - I'm just saying.

Alright.

Is it interesting?

Does it bother you if I smoke?

- What are you doing, studying? - No, I would like to read.

What is it called?

"The Woman of Mystery".

It must be interesting.

You're not from Orta, I've never seen you.

I'm not from Orta and you've never seen me.

- You don't want to talk? - No. - All right, I'll be quiet.

I'm going to Novara to apply for a job.

Do you want to know which job?

Car salesman.

Do you like cars?

Ah, so you are the mystery woman.

You don't say a word, you don't look at me in the face.

♪ My mystery is closed in me ♪

Sorry, but don't think I'm the kind that--

- And what kind are you? - The kind that has lost his mind.

It's clear that you don't have one.

Of course not, I lost it for you.

- Really? - Really, don't you believe me?

- Do you want to see me again? - Of course I do.

Next Sunday, here at the station, at 3 PM.

What are you thinking about? Wake up, come on, it's your turn!

What the fuck are you doing?!

I told you billiards isn't my strong point.

You ruined my cloth!

Look at this!

Sberzi, the meat.

Wait for me here.

They want you.

- Here. What's up with that guy? - I don't know anything.

The mystery woman.

Why didn't you come to the appointment?

I wanted to finish the book.

I thought you gave me the appointment to get rid of me.

And yet, here I am.

Why didn't you show up that day?

I wanted to make you wait.

Now, it's more beautiful this way.

Don't you think it's more beautiful?

I'm happy you're here.

- Did you apply for that job? - What job?

- The car salesman job. - Ah! No.

My father took it the wrong way, he says I'm a slacker.

I really put an effort on not putting any effort.

Luckily, the job was already taken by someone in their circle.

- Where are you taking me? - You'll see.

Why, come! Come, miss!

It's sad to say but I lost the car by gambling.

I didn't need it anyway, they had already taken my license away.

Come closer, please, the latest model of the Orient Express!

300 KM per hour, international cuisine and a telephone on board.

I hope you find it to your liking.

Here, look.

Today I removed the dust and cleaned everything, do you like it?

- Sure, sure... - Make yourself at home.

- So, is it good? - Yes, yes...

- No, Guido, no. - No, what?

- Not here. - Why?

Don't tell me you're still a virgin.

I don't want to do it in this place.

I don't know why, maybe...

I just, don't...

Maybe because... Because today you came to make preparations.

I'm such an asshole...

Let's go.

What's wrong?

- Who was that? - Doctor Trigona.

Yes, I know, what was he doing here?

He takes care of my aunt, she's paralytic.

I said I'd sleep at my friend Teresita's house. Sometimes I do.

I don't have any problems. My mother has the night shift,

- and my father is in the hospital. - Is he a doctor? - No, hospitalized.

He broke a leg.

As a child, when I was sad, I came here to hide.

It's always been my refuge.

I ate the chestnuts that fell on the ground.

I felt safe, protected.

No one comes here anymore.

All of the cabins are abandoned.

Here, open.

- Who gave you the key? - An old man that I know.

It's better if we put out the fire.

- Who could it be? - They must be poachers.

Let's make ourselves known so they go away.

No, are you crazy? Stop!

- Stop! - Let me out, we have nothing to hide.

- Don't do it, I beg you! - But why?

- I just don't want to! - Will you explain yourself?

Let's break down the door and see who's inside.

Come on, let's move!

- Who was it? - I don't know. - Did you recognize any voices? - No!

Poachers...

And who are these poachers that shoot at cabins?

I told you, I don't know anything.

Come in.

- Sorry, I didn't mean to-- - Who are you?

- I'm looking for Caterina. - She's not here. - And where is she?

I don't know, she didn't even sleep here last night.

OK, I understand.

No, please, don't bother. Thank you.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Excuse me, are you Teresita? - Yes, why?

Is Caterina here?

Caterina, someone's looking for you!

What are you doing here?

And what do you want?

I'm not stupid, you're waiting for two more guys.

The first time, I organized the date and you didn't put out.

The second time, we got shot at.

Enough, I'll decide now, let's ask for a room here,

- to your friend Teresita! - You're crazy!

This isn't your house, now make like a tree and leave!

Agreed, but on one condition:

We spend the night together.

At 10 PM, at the hotel.

Fine, whatever you want.

The door!

Come, I'll show you the way.

Don't you have any luggage?

We have prepared a room for you that is a gem.

You'll see that you'll like it. Would you like a mineral water?

Mineral water, quick! Cretin...

Come, I'll lead the way.

Please, come.

You got all wet, I see. It's cold outside, huh?

Come, come.

- 30,000. - No.

See that?

3 women.

I hope they're enough. If that wasn't enough, there's also a fourth.

Queen of Spades, Queen of Clubs, Queen of Diamonds,

- and a whore of hearts. - Meaning what?

- No, I mean... a nice poker of women. - Ah!

Cozy, isn't it? All is included. A small bathroom, with hot and cold water

and behind the screen the bidet which is always handy.

Ah, the bed. Yes. Soft...

This is the bell. If you need anything, call me and...

you'll see how I run over!

- Do you need anything else? - Yes, the key.

Ah, yes, yes.

What a beast, I was about to take it away.

Well... good evening.

- Did you give her the mineral water? - I do my job.

- Well, I'm leaving. - But that's not correct, you're winning.

- I'll play in his place, come on. - Okay, okay. Is that fine with you?

- But yes, yes. - Here I am, guys.

- Bringing up another mineral water? - I would have stopped in his place too,

- did you not see that fine thing? - How well this hotel is frequented!

Certainly! Why?

- Well, what are you doing there? - I am waiting for you.

Don't you want to undress?

- Yes, later. - Ah...

- Don't you think it's cozy here? - Yes,

the one who accompanied me said the same thing.

Who? Sberzi?

- Was he kind? - Yes, very kind.

I'm in bed.

I tortured myself all night,

I never understood you,

and perhaps I will never understand you, Caterina.

Where did I go wrong? When I made you come here?

Fine, I admit it,

but after the first evening you always came back spontaneously.

But what is it that you want? Why don't you say a word?

A dead cat, that's what you really are.

I would like to know what you think, what you hide.

That one again, it's not possible!

I have to talk to you.

You know what it's about.

Yes, I know.

Caterina will no longer come here to you.

She got engaged. With me.

Last night she gave me something. It's for you.

"If I had spoken, if I had had the courage,"

"I would've told you what you now know. Forget me."

- "I've already forgotten you." - Caterina...

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...

1, 2, 3, 4...

Up with your back, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, OK...

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...

1, 2, 3, 4...

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...

That's enough. Now all together.

Good.

Excuse me for coming here, but I would like to speak with you for a moment.

So formal. Do you think I'm that old?

No, on the contrary, I was being formal out of politeness.

So, let's be on first terms. Let's go talk over there.

- She doesn't let a single one get away. - Yes, I saw.

- Doesn't miss an opportunity, huh? - No.

Don't tell me you've fallen head over heels for Caterina.

She's a small town girl.

A poor orphan who lives with her diabetic grandmother

and a paralytic aunt. Nice little portrait of squalor, eh?

I tried, I did everything to rough her up a bit.

Wasted effort. Could you pass me the bathrobe, please?

Ah, yes, yes.

Thank you.

In my opinion, she's making a fool out of you.

I'd bet that behind that Tibiletti zombie, there is yet another man.

Another one?! Who?!

- I think she returned to him. - Him who?! - Dionisotti.

- Dionisotti... Dionisotti?! - Yes, him.

That son of a bitch Dionisotti.

- Do you know him? - No, well, by name, by reputation,

but I hang out with a different set of people.

In fact, I would swear that she continued to see him even while she was with you.

She goes to him, she travels... You know, on the private jet.

If you want a quickie and you're in New York, it's no problem.

Money is impressive, especially for a little girl like Caterina.

But you knew, didn't you, about her history with Dionisotti?

Yes, she spoke vaguely about it, but I...

And did she tell you how it started?

No.

I'll tell you. Come.

The first time, it was a rainy night.

He saw her and stopped the car.

- Is that how it started? - More or less.

- And they did it there? In the car? - No!

Caterina, after hesitating, moved towards him,

but he left her in the middle of the road.

He is an arrogant, self-confident man,

used to taking everything right away.

And you? What are you like?

Well, I don't fool around either.

But... how do you know these details?

Caterina always told me everything.

She told me the story of Dionisotti many times, with all the nuances.

It was as if she enjoyed tormenting herself.

Right... a torment...

The second time, he charmed her whilst hunting.

He knew he had her in his grasp and confronted her by acting as her master.

Here! Get it!

Come here.

That's someone who knows a lot.

There are few who can resist him.

Let alone Caterina.

With that bold air, he had bewitched her. Almost hypnotized.

Are you cold?

Come here.

Pretty.

My patron saint, Caterina Labouré.

I can imagine the rest... They entered the cabin and fucked.

- You're in such a rush. - So what?

Nothing happened that time, it was his tactic.

Then he had to return to Rome for that trial and was never seen again for a while.

Caterina went to the villa every weekend to see if he had returned.

But nothing, he disappeared for months.

Until one day he suddenly showed up and told her:

"Come to the villa tonight, at dawn."

“I am alone, the door will be open.”

- Is that what he said? - Same exact words.

Caterina?

Come, I'm here.

Come forward.

Well done, Caterina.

I want to see you in the firelight, like a soul from hell.

Undress.

Don't think about anything.

Keep going.

What are you thinking?

I want to throw myself into the fire!

Then, dive in.

Come on, if you have the courage, dive in!

What are you doing?

Nothing. I need air.

What about me?

- Sleep. - Oh!

Pull!

And who are you?

- It's the second time you've shot at me. - This is private property, now fuck off!

This isn't evidence,

but I'd bet that it was you who shot at the cabin while we were inside.

Were they interested in that transaction after all?

Really? Good, then proceed with the payments you're familiar with.

Yes, the same bank... Yes? Go on.

With Tibiletti, eh?

What a good girl-- Yes, I hear you, yes.

No, I wanted to suggest if you could immediately instruct

your agent to purchase of Merrill's for the opening in Frankfurt, yes.

Regardless, consider yourself invited to the cocktail party, alright?

Goodbye.

With Tibiletti, eh?

Well, it's what she deserved.

And to think that I had gotten to the point of asking her to marry me.

Yes, sir. Roberto Dionisotti marrying a small town girl.

- Can you imagine? - And then?

She vanished. From one day to the next, just like that.

Just like that?

With me, she was good, gentle, always available.

Then, as soon as I asked her to marry me, she slipped away.

To this day, I still don't understand why.

- How do you explain it? - You're asking me?

If you don't know, being the first one, then who knows?

Me?!

No, I wasn't the first and I don't even know who it was.

Maybe you should ask that hag of a friend she has,

- the one who holds court. - Teresita?

No, no, Adelaide Biotti... She's the one that manages Caterina.

That bitch of a midwife, abortion procurer, that pimp...

She's got her under control, doing as she pleases, the whore!

"MIDWIFE ADELAIDE BIOTTI"

- Who are you? What do you want? - I need a word with you. Can I come in?

- Not now, I'm busy. - Please, it won't take long.

Go away, otherwise I'll call the police right away.

Problems?

Excuse me, doctor, do you know Adelaide Biotti, the midwife?

I know everyone around here, be it man or beast.

She closed the door on my face without even knowing why I was there.

You got into some kind of trouble, didn't you?

Things that happen.

Did you get Caterina pregnant?

No, it's over with her.

It's someone else, from a good family.

If the parents find out, they'll kill her. She can't go to the hospital.

It has to be discreet...

And I've been told that Adelaide is very discreet.

Very discreet. And very expensive.

But with the fortune you've made with poker...

Don't worry, I know how to play my cards well. Even in life.

All right. I'll speak to Biotti. We'll see what we can do.

Thank you, doctor.

Come in, quick.

- Did anyone see you come in? - No, nobody.

- And the girl? - Everything is ready, I see.

Yes, but, the girl?

There is no girl.

- I'm here for Caterina. - She's not here! Go away. Immediately!

Don't be in such a hurry.

Business is good, huh?

What do you want from me?

I want to see Caterina again.

Fine, ff you care so much...

But I think it's all useless now.

When I was in England I emptied a Lord's pockets, a Peer of England.

Yes, when you were a pizza maker in London.

Dear Sberzi, these guys have only seen a lake in their lives.

- No, that's you. - Maybe on a postcard,

because you've never even looked out the window!

- Look who's talking! - You all have calluses on your ass.

- Yes, hello? - That person is willing to meet you.

- Tomorrow? - Tomorrow at 4 PM. - At 4.

All right.

He's over there, waiting for you.

But be careful, men are never to be trusted.

Especially the ones who seem like good guys.

I'll leave you alone, go.

Sit down.

- Is that the engagement ring? - Yes.

From Tibiletti...

But why Tibiletti?

Because he loves me, like no one has ever loved me.

And Dionisotti?

He meant nothing to me.

There was a period when he became a habit to me.

A habit?

Yes.

I lived in anguish, in a nightmare,

a life of squalor, and to free myself from it I went with him.

When I met you...

It was like coming out of a tomb, a prison.

I really thought that you were not like him, like the others.

What others?!

Orlando, for example, the station ticket collector.

And then?

And then someone else.

- That I've met? - Sure, yes.

- Like the owner of the hotel. - Sberzi? That's not possible!

- Don't tell me you didn't know. - I'll never believe it.

When did you go with Sberzi?

In the morning, after you made me spend the night.

He came up with mineral water.

You tell me these things to convince me to let you go.

- And with whom? With Tibiletti? - Or with someone you hide from me.

Do you see that you're starting to believe me?

Fine, I'll admit it. And when did it happen with Tibiletti?

Nothing with him. Neither before nor now. He's not like the rest of you.

And the dinners at Teresita's?

Some of her friends were invited.

- Yes, of course, to have a barbecue... - Well, more or less.

I can't let you go like this.

But you would like to let me go.

- I'd like to... - Go upstairs.

Yes.

So, didn't you always want just this?

Maybe, but now it's different.

Listen, do you want to do something beautiful?

Leave me alone.

Before you go, I want to tell you something.

It's like there's another person inside you.

It's possible.

However, what you did doesn't matter to me. I have nothing to forgive.

You became who you are because you suffered.

I have never suffered, everything has always been indifferent to me.

Yes, of course.

Indifferent because he didn't touch you, he didn't dirty you.

You passed through fire without getting burned, through water without getting wet.

You remained intact. I know, I understand it now.

Because I'm in love with you.

Too late.

You see? I'm engaged.

Come back to me.

No, I found the love I was looking for.

You think you love me because you thought I was yours.

But if I stayed with you, you would return to what you are.

A lazy person who just wants to feel like doing nothing.

You will never be able to love.

Does Adelaide smoke a pipe?

Does Adelaide smoke a pipe?!

It's from Doctor Trigona, he comes to Biotti almost every evening.

They have been lovers for many years.

Goodbye.

I wasn't this ugly before.

Before the accident, girls turned to look at me. All of them.

Don't you believe me?

- Yes, I believe you. - Wait.

I turned to look at you too.

- What, are you kidding me? - No.

I would never tell a lie to you.

I've spent my whole life in between lies.

Everyone lied to me.

They made fun of me, they humiliated me.

They just wanted my body, do you understand?

Of course, I was so weak, so naive.

And they are so strong, so rich, so skilled!

Shut up, Caterina!

Calm down, it's all over now.

- You know you can trust me. - Yes.

That's why I love you.

It's the same for me too.

You were the first one who had the courage to look me in the face.

With you, I am a man.

Caterina and Tibiletti will have a wonderful son when they get married.

Caterina, I never told you, but... thank you.

I'm the one who has to say thank you.

What is it now?

It's just that I'm too happy. I am afraid.

Fear of happiness?

Yes, it's so strong, it seems impossible to me.

Come on, don't overdo it.

- What are you doing? - How light you are. - Put me back down!

- No, I want to make you dance. - Come on, don't be crazy!

Happiness makes your head spin.

I would like to dance all my life, in your arms.

Did you spend the night here?

Guido! Wake up!

- What is it? - The marshal wants to talk to you.

- What does he want? - I don't know. Come, hurry!

There he is.

What is it?

- Do you know where we can find Caterina Marini? - Why?

- She's been missing for 3 days. - Well? - Any idea where she might be?

As a child, when I was sad, I hid here.

This has always been my refuge.

Doctor Trigona!

This is yours. Is this where she got it?

It's my fault, I should never have told her the truth.

But she saw it in my face.

The truth? But, what truth?

- Caterina is condemned. - Condemned?

I had all the tests done here,

then, out of scruple, I sent them to Professor Ziegler in Zurich,

which he confirmed.

His diagnosis is equivalent to a sentence.

A few days ago Caterina came to me to find out.

I tried to hide the truth from her, but she saw it in my face.

I felt like crying.

I've known her since she was a child, and she understood.

Before leaving he must have stolen the poison.

She disappeared, but then luckily she didn't have the courage to...

- And she took refuge in Biotti's house. - But...

Is there really no hope?

Perhaps by admitting her to Ziegler's clinic, a therapy could be tried.

But it would take a fortune.

And who has it?

Then, it's not even a certainty that--

Hello? No, later.

I said later!

If you want to go and see her...

But be careful.

Alright.

What is it? Do you want to kill me?

What did you do to her?

Why doesn't she want to see me anymore?

I'll kill you!

What story did you make up to take her away from me?

Speak! How did you convince her?

I didn't do anything! I've never done anything!

I've never been able to do anything at all.

So what is it? Everything was ready...

We were supposed to get married on the 19th.

Then she tells me, "Enough, I don't want to see you anymore, forget that I exist."

But what is this "forget I exist"?!

I don't know.

You two have a plan, huh?

I used to swallow everything, but not anymore, that's it, she's mine now,

and Tibiletti doesn't let himself be fooled like that, do you understand?

I'll kill you both. If I catch you two together...

I have nothing to do with it.

Who is it then? Who is behind all of this?

Nobody.

Good morning, miss, I have to speak urgently with Professor Ziegler.

- Do you have an appointment? - No, but...

I'm sorry. You'll have to wait at least two months.

Two months?!

There's no time, it's a very serious case. Please.

Come in.

A young Italian came for a serious case, but without an appointment.

Send him away.

He gave me these.

Let him in.

Please.

People say you can work miracles.

Is your case that serious? That it requires a miracle?

I think so. Doctor Trigona...

- Trigona? - Yes, exactly, Trigona.

He sent you some tests from one of his patients

and since it is you who diagnosed Caterina's illness

I'm now asking you to save her for me.

Now I remember. Singular case, very rare at 60 years old.

What do you mean 60 years?! Caterina is young, she's 20 years old.

The blood I received from Trigona came from an affected person

from agammaglobulinemia, aged 62, Anselma Guzzanti.

As your proverb says: "Blood doesn't lie."

- But there must be a mistake. - Impossible.

I'm never wrong.

But then... What a son of a bitch!

Thank you, professor.

My love...

Come... Come...

There.

Good.

Here you are.

There.

- What are you doing here?! - Let me in! What did you do to her?

Out! Out! This is my house!

You have no right! Wretched man! Go away!

You ugly bastard!

You made it all up to keep her under control, didn't you?

What's in that syringe? What are you injecting her with?

Sedatives. Only sedatives.

I controlled her, so that she was mine alone.

She's always been mine,

even before she became a woman,

before he started cheating on me with you guys.

I've known her since she was a child.

I love her.

I've always loved her.

I didn't want to lose her.

And this was the only way to keep her.

I was the first!

Let's get out of here.

You're not sick, you've never had anything.

It's all over.

Go and get it.

They will never find her.

Come on, Guido, it's your turn.

I'll open. 10,000.

I'm in.

Me too.