All language subtitles for Act of Revenge (La puritana) (1989) IT

I'm glad you made it here.

Now I am.

Thanks Gabriele. I'm glad you're glad.

But try to stay calm.
Don't get all worked up now.

You want to know why I'm glad?
Because I have left you a treasure.

- Really?
- There's a casket.

- A casket?
- And inside there's a viper.

- And it's a long one.
- Keep calm now.

And black.

And it has a tongue that
reaches the depths of hell.

I have hidden it so
that no one will find it.

It's hidden behind the books.

But be careful cause
this viper is poisonous.

And it's going to kill
all the other... vipers.

Gabriele!

Gabriele!

He didn't make it.

Unfortunately.

So young and I couldn't
help him in any way.

- Are you a relative?
- No, just an acquaintance.

- In that case you could tell us if there's any relative that
could take care of... - No, there's no one.

I'll have to take care of it myself.

He had been using drugs for a long
time now, were you aware of that?

Yes, but I didn't think his
situation had reached that point.

He had been using drugs
since a very young age.

- Oh God!
- What's wrong?

Are you alright?

Poor Gabriele.

- Come I'll give you something
to reinstate your strength.

- Are you feeling better? - Yes, I
apologise doctor. - No need to, I understand.

Though it's strange you
weren't aware of his condition.

You see, I'm a lawyer.
I've defended many addicts.

Gabriele's case had moved me.
That's why I remembered him.

He was accused of participating
in a robbery and condemned to house

arrest which due to his condition
was to be spent here in the hospital.

- Did you also know his family?
- Yes, his mother.

We were neighbours a while back,
when they weren't living here.

I haven't seen her since that time.

Poor Mrs Giovanna. She
ended up tragically.

Why do you say that?

- She had reached a very low point.
- Then you knew her?

In towns like ours
everybody knows everybody.

- Do you work in the city?
- Yes, but I'm thinking of moving here.

An unusual choice for a young lawyer.

I like the tranquility.

Tranquility can be be
beneficial to the spirit,

but pursuing one's career also counts
a lot, especially when you're young.

If you're pursuing a career
you can't expect tranquility.

You're not from here. If I could be of
any help to you, don't hesitate to ask me.

- Thank you. - Do you have a place to stay?
- Yes.

- Allright then, goodbye.
- Goodbye.

- Come, please. - Thank you. - Give
me a minute to open the window. - Ok.

It needs a lot of work, but
you can have it immediately.

- The telephone is still working.
- Good.

-The former proprietor must have been an
eccentric person, don't you agree? - Yes.

The price is more than decent,
given that there are a lot of nice

things here. And who knows, among
them you could find a treasure.

Anyway, here are the keyes. And don't forget
your appointment with the notary, tomorrow at 5.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

It's hidden behind the books.

Not many appreciate lyrical music.

In this town, they know at
most the most famous works.

If someone listened to this
recording, he'd think it's only music.

Nobody here digs under
the surface of things.

Very few would continue listening to it.

Mother liked Wagner, but
her favourite was Puccini.

One day a man gave her a
recording of "La Boheme".

He was a nice, cordial man.

In any case it was obvious
she liked him a lot.

She immediately played the record and begun
listening to it like she was in a trance.

Suddenly she raised her
eyes. The man had arrived.

She seemed happy. That
picture filled me with joy.

After years of hardships, a sign that a
period of happiness was about to commence.

He was Luca Palmisani. They started seeing each other
on a regular basis. He was always bringing her discs.

- Hello? - Is this
Annabella Allori? - Yes?

- Ah, it's you doctor Martore, how are you?
- Fine, and since you recognised me, you can call me Carlo.

How did you know I was here?

Everybody knows. They are all
talking about your arrival.

A new lawyer and more importantly one as beautiful
as you, well that's quite an event for us.

I take it nothing much
happens here, then.

Exactly. On the other hand, someone
like you doesn't go unnoticed.

- Carlo you're making me blush.
- Sorry, that wasn't my intention.

I'd like to invite you at my house tonight. There will
be many friends of mine who can't wait to meet you.

No, I'm tired and I do
have many things to do.

Yes, I understand. I don't want to insist, but I must
tell you that this little soiree is in your honour.

- I'm certain you'll enjoy yourself. - If that's the case...
- Then I'll send a car for you. Shall we say nine o'clock?

- No need to. I'll come by myself.
- Ok. See you later. Bye.

See you then.

- Annabella!
- Hi, I'm a little late.

- Come, I'll introduce you.
- Certainly.

Vito Palmisani, our mayor. I
present you miss Allori, the lawyer.

- I'm honoured. - Pleased to meet
you. - And Mrs Rosa, his wife.

- I'd like to have a seat, I'm
tired. - Excuse us. - Certainly.

- First I'll introduce you to the other guests.
- Ok. - Gentlemen, this is miss Allori, the lawyer.

- You're very thirsty tonight.
- Excuse us, she's very tired and we're going to sit for a while.

Let's sit here.

- They all seem so nice.
- Yes, it's true.

I'm pleased to be here.

- Can I ask you something? - Certainly.
- Why did you choose that house?

- I don't understand the question.
- It's that I find it strange.

What's wrong with that house?

At the same price you could have
gotten a more comfortable place.

- Don't you agree?
- Perhaps, but that house fascinates me.

You're not the only
person who's asked me that.

Do you think that the agency
concealed something from me?

Maybe that it's haunted.

- Just a sip.
- Why don't you have some coca cola? It's there.

No, it's just that the story of
Gabriele and his mother is... chilling.

With all that's happened
it's only natural.

So it's possible there are ghosts.

Excuse me, I have to speak to Carlo.

- You worry too much. - Well, you
see... - There's really no problem.

So then, you plan on
keeping her to yourself?

- Of course not. - You're neglecting
the rest of us. - Sorry, I have to

entertain the other guests. - Ok. -
Please Vito, easy with the gallantries.

It's incredible. I thought
this was going to be boring.

A small community has certain advantages.
You're never alone even if you want to be.

He's become an altruist, did you know
that? He's interested in every woman.

- Sometimes though it suffocates you.
- What is?

That you can't find a moment to reflect,
for one. And there are other disadvantages.

Like?

Sometimes you get bored.

You also get bored in the city. And
that boredom is much more oppressive.

But there at the appropriate
moment you can go unnoticed.

- What do you mean? I don't understand.
- I think you do.

It's all about formalities and
a superficial morality here.

Here you must always walk the line.

In what sense?

You can't afford to sin.

Why not? As long as nobody knows...

Don't you agree?

Here is today's mail commissioner.

Lord give us today our daily
anonimous letter writer.

Here's another. This guy is compulsive.

- Let's see what he writes us this time.
- What do you expect to read?

It's always the same bullshit.

- What's he saying?
- You can go.

- Hello? - I'm calling from the police
station. Is this the mayor's house? - Yes?

Madam I'm commissioner Marsilli.
Can I speak to the mayor?

Just a moment please. Vito? Vito!

- Wake up. - Who is it?
- It's the commissioner.

- Who?
- The commissioner.

- Yes, who is this?
- I'm commissioner Marsilli.

- What is it? - I must see you urgently. I have
received some information that regards you.

- That regards me?
- Yes and it's important.

I'm sorry for the inconvenience but
I have to see you as soon as possible.

Yes, fine.

Who could be accusing you?

The stubs of the cheques cashed
by the mayor's wife are the proof.

It's outrageous! I can't understand
why you have summoned me here.

We don't take into account
anonimous accusations.

But we must try to find the
person who wrote that letter.

Do you have any idea who could
be accusing you and your wife of

having accepted a kickback for the
concession of a building licence?

Who would benefit from such accusations?

Absolutely not. Besides...

... it's not true.

The writer promises to return
with more proof of your corruption.

- What proof, what corruption?
- The corruption according to the code.

I can't understand why you're wasting your time on
the anonimous accusations of someone who's hiding

in the shadows and for who knows what reasons tries
to discredit me and the party which I represent..

Rather, I do know his reasons.
The elections are coming soon.

Calm down mayor. If you have nothing to
fear, you don't have to worry about this.

Exactly. I have nothing
to fear and I'll prove it.

- Good evening mister mayor.
- Is the lawyer in?

- We're past visiting hours, she doesn't receive
clients at this time. - Let him in Elena.

- Good evening. - Good evening
lawyer. - You can go now Elena.

- I have to talk to you of a delicate matter.
- Certainly.

- I wouldn't want to be a nuisance, it's late.
- Don't worry, you're not.

In fact now we could have
a more relaxed conversation.

Without being disturbed. Come in my office,
I'm sure we'll be able to resolve your problem.

Thank you.

Let me have this. It seems to me
that you have nothing to worry about.

- Are you certain? - An anonimous accusation can
not be taken into consideration in a court.

You did the right thing coming to me.

Coming here.

Yes, I did the right
thing, I know Annabella.

- Who are you? You'll
make me lose my mind.

I don't want to make you lose your
mind. I just want to be useful to you.

- That's why I came for legal advice. - Any lawyer could
assure you that everything's fine, but that's not enough.

- What do you mean?
- Don't worry. You don't have much to fear.

Not much? Before you said
that I had nothing to fear.

- You said that an anonimous accusation... - You are the
one who knows whether you should worry about it or not.

Anyhow, those accusations
are false, right?

I don't want to put pressure on you, but I think that
you'd like me to be your friend, as well as your lawyer.

- Certainly.
- Then you have one more reason to tell me the truth.

Okay. It all happened
approximately one and a half year ago.

Concession of those building licences was out
of the question, but then someone intervened.

- Someone very important.
- Who was it?

- A very...
- Yes a very important one, but who?

Senator Alberti. I don't know
why he was involved in this.

- Did they pay you?
- A part in cash, the rest in cheques.

- Made out to you?
- No, to my wife.

- Did she cash them? - Only two of them, an
isignificant amount of money. - That's no extenuation.

What's important is that
now you're in too deep.

I didn't really make a
huge profit out of it.

- Did you insist of having the rest of the money?
- Yes, till yesterday.

I see. Then it's obviously Alberti
the one who's trying to frame you.

Now we must come up with an
explanation for those cheques.

Yes, but what?

You said they were made
out to your wife, right?

That's it! The mayor's wife
and the elderly senator.

- He's old, right?
- Why?

You have to pass them off as gifts,
tell them that you've found letters...

... that you suspect of an affair
between him and your wife. So if

a hearing should be called for, at
least we can explain the cheques.

- But that means... - It's better if they thought
you're a cheated-on husband, than a corrupt politician.

You risk less, and anyway, do
you really care about your wife?

Now you're going to
give me every detail.

The exact sums, the serial numbers on the
cheques, the dates they were cashed, etc, etc.

- I've reserved a table. -
Over there sir. - Thank you.

Unfortunately there's Palmisani,
his wife and the others.

- Let's pretend we didn't see them.
- No, it isn't very polite.

- I wanted to be just the two of us. - Let's just go and
sit in our table. They'll understand we want privacy. - Okay.

- Good evening. - Hi. - You always
encounter familiar faces here.

- It's really nice here.
- Not bad, right?

Let's see what's on the menu.

- What will you have? - I don't know.
What do you recommend? - Let me think.

- Let's see. - I have to fix my
contact lens, it's bothering me. - Okay.

Excuse me for a moment.

I couldn't resist Annabella.

- What will your wife think?
- I don't care.

- But I think you care about what Carlo will think.
- But no Vito, what are you saying?

- Tell me what he does to you. -Stop it.
- Does he caress you like I do?

No, stop it.

- I'd like to see how you two
do it. - Do what? - Have sex.

I'd like that so much Annabella.

But he wouldn't want
that. I'm sure he wouldn't.

Now I want to see you masturbate.

- Do it now. - But they're waiting
for us. - It doesn't matter.

Show me how you do it.

Come on.

Good.

- You like it?
- Not bad. Does Carlo make you do the same things?

Do you make other women do it?
Do you make your wife do it?

Yes.

Show me how you come.

You like watching me.

Again? That one is persistant.

He really has a grudge
against the mayor.

Let's see what he's saying this time.

I have proof that mayor
Palmisani is corrupt.

He accepted payment from senator Alberti
for concession of certain building licences.

I have the stubs from the cheques made
out to the mayor's wife, Rosa Ivaldi.

I'd like to speak to the
judge please. Marsilli.

- Judge it's senator Alberti.
- Show him in.

Good morning. I'm
surprised and indignated.

- I don't want to be kept here for long.
- This is not up to you to decide.

Have a seat please.

- What do you want to know? - These are the
stubs from some cheques made out to Rosa Ivaldi.

Palmisani's wife. Someone maintains that this
is the money with which you bribed the mayor and

other members of the town council for concession
of certain building licences for a friend of yours.

But judge, that's just slander!

I'm not saying it's the truth.
We're here to ascertain the facts.

I summoned you here because
these cheques have your signature.

You can't deny that.

No I can't.

- You also can't deny that Armandi who's a building contractor
is a friend of yours. - No, I can't deny that either.

But I never bribed anyone.

Then perhaps you could
explain those cheques.

It's really a delicate
matter. Believe me judge.

I hope for your sake that
you're able to prove it.

- Do you think it's Palmisani's wife?
- Undoubtedly, this is all that witch's fault.

- Why did she do it? - I think because she found
out about her husband's affair with the lawyer.

This doesn't convince me.
You really think it was her?

- Who else could it be?
- I wonder.

I don't think that Palmisani, even if he's
not satisfied with the money we gave him,

would do something like that,
this is going to ruin him also.

So I think it was her,
my alleged secret lover.

This could also be an
expedient of Palmisani's.

This way he justifies the money we gave him,
even if he's branded a cheated-on husband.

- Both he and his wife will be interrogated and they could...
- Yes, they could spill the beans.

- Good morning doctor.
- Good morning commissioner.

- What can you tell me?
- Looks like it occured an hour ago.

- What else?
- The shots were fired from a very close distance.

And from the position of one of the victims I'd
say there are no doubts about what happened here.

We haven't touched the bodies, but I'd
say that the woman was shot in the back.

May I commissioner?

Yes, she was undoubtedly
shot in the back.

Homicide - suicide, then.

It seems so.

There's a rumor that the wife had an affair
with a certain senator whom we all know.

- A sad situation.
- Yes.

- I am finished here. You can move the corpses.
- You did everything?

Whatever was necessary.

Ok doctor.

A tragic incident, caused by jealousy and madness occured
this morning in the vicinity of a countryside community.

Vito Palmisani, the town's mayor, after killing his
wife he took his own life with a bullet in the temple.

According to unconfirmed reports, the mayor did it
because he found out about his wife's adulterous affair.

Come in.

- It's commissioner Marsilli. -
Yes, let him in. - Please, come in.

Thank you. Good morning.

Good morning.

- Commissioner Marsilli.
- Have a seat.

- I imagine you heard the news.
- Yes, it's really a tragedy.

- Certainly. - These things happen, but you rarely
expect them to happen to people you know.

I know that recently Palmisani
aksed for your legal advice.

- Yes.
- I'd like to ask you some questions.

Certainly, though I have to
respect professional secrecy.

You see it's not exactly about your
professional relationship with him.

About what then?

Everyone seems to think that Palmisani
killed his wife out of jealousy.

- So? - It's strange, because Rosa, his wife,
had confided to one of her friends...

... that she was suspecting that
you had an affair with her husband.

And you want to know if it's true?

- Right.
- No, it's not true.

Even if there was a
certain fondness between us.

Why is it so important to
know if we had something?

It's not consistent for a man who cheats on
his wife to kill her because she cheated on him.

There's no consistency in love.

Anyway, I knew Palmisani a bit and he didn't
seem the type who kills his wife out of jealousy.

I'm sorry for being a nuisance.

I'm glad to have met you, though.

- Goodbye. - I'll come by sometime. It
was a pleasure. - For me too, believe me.

- Goodbye.
- Commissioner?

Yes?

- He didn't seem the type to me either.
- I didn't have any doubts about it.

Vito Palmisani didn't
only bring discs to mother.

He also brought her bottles
of wine, cognac, whiskey.

At that time she already
had problems with alcohol.

They were drinking together, but
she was getting drunk right away.

He liked her that way.

Because she abandoned every inhibition,
and they were doing what they were doing.

Passionately, continuously,
wherever they were, at any time.

Mother grew very attached to him.

She was indifferent to everything else.

She was living for the moment
he would visit her again.

And they would make love.

They didn't care that I was deeply
affected of what I watched them do.

I was developing
self-destructive impulses.

Mother didn't care whether
Vito came alone or not...

... as long as he came.

It all begun that time with
count Alvise Leonardi.

She didn't want to do it, but Palmisani
knew how to push the right buttons.

He didn't have any scruples.

He liked to watch.

She became his toy.

At first I didn't understand what was going
on. When I finally did, it was too late.

Every new visitor
brought home his own vice.

The count became the
most regular visitor.

- You were saying?
- I'd like to enrol.

- For what activity?
- Gymnastics, dance aerobic, I don't know, I just want to stay in shape.

Here we have everything, gymnastics, jazz
dance, body building, whatever you like.

I'd like to ask you something. A while
back I met a girl who frequents this club.

I'd like to find her, but I have forgotten
her name. Lenardi, Loendri, I don't remember.

Perhaps you could help
me, you have a list.

We can look it up in the index.

Right, thanks.

Let's see. Lancetti, Leati,
take a look, is this she?

Yes, I think so.

But this is miss Leonardi.

No, no, unfortunately it's
not her. Only a lookalike.

Maybe I got the name of the club wrong.
Anyway, I've decided. It's gonna be aerobics.

Fine. You must get sports shoes.
Everyone in the club must wear them.

- Ok, thank you. You've been very kind.
- Goodbye.

Lifting continuously those
weights must be tiresome.

I don't think I could do it.

Yes.

Perhaps you could
teach me how you do it.

It's not easy, but judging
by your physical aspect...

... I don't think you need to
subject yourself to this torture.

But if you like, I could
show you some exercises.

You'd be waisting your time.
I'm not good in these things.

Don't become disheartened so easily. You
just need to find the most suitable method.

Just between you and me, I use a
particular respiration technique.

- The instructor disapproves of it, but I find it helpful.
- I'd like you to teach me this technique.

Really? Then let's meet the day after tomorrow,
early in the morning. There are fewer people here.

- It's better.
- Ok then. Let me introduce myself; Annabella Allori.

I'm Ariella Leonardi.

Do show up. You'll see that
you'll learn in no time at all.

- Now we hit the showers?
- After the exercise it's always relaxing.

- Finally, I'm devastated.
- This is common for the first time.

- What, aren't you getting undressed?
- I don't usually in the presence of someone else.

- Don't tell me you are ashamed.
- It's ridiculous, I know.

But I have to confess
that I am a little ashamed.

You must have your reasons, but a smart
and cute girl like you, to be ashamed...

Maybe it's because I was raised in a
strict environment. Especially my father.

But your father isn't here.

And liberating yourself should be
exciting for you, don't you think so?

It's a real shame if you don't
show your body. You're fabulous.

Even with men you
refuse to get undressed?

- You see... - You do, eh? Especially
with men. - I don't know what to say.

- Of course among women there's less embarassment.
Want some? - What is it?

Tea. It's usually for drinking,
but I have other uses for it.

See, I, too, can teach
you something Ariella.

Did you like it?

Yes.

As you know, the legal costs are at the expense of the losing
party. Anyway, I'm sure we'll reach an agreement for my fee. Ok?

Excuse me for a moment.

- Hello?
- Hi Annabella.

- Yes? - It's Ariella. -
Ah, it's you. Hi Ariella.

- How are you? - Fine. - Listen, would
you like to come to my house on Saturday?

You could stay till Monday.

- I'd like that.
- Sounds good.

- So you accept?
- Yes.

I'm happy. We could even sleep together.

- As we're both women, that wouldn't be a problem.
-But why wait till Saturday?

If you like I could come
to your place right now.

Ariella invited me to
her place on Saturrday.

Then you'll get to meet her
father, count Alvise.

He's really original.

In what sense?

A real champion of public morality.

How is he in his private life?

Inconsistent. Be careful.

That means...

It means that he likes beautiful women.

Rather, he used to like them,
before the cardiac arrest.

Ariella asked me to stay till Monday.

- I hope you said no.
- Why?

I can't stand the thought of
not being with you for two days.

Yeah, you'd die without me.

I've never seen you laugh before.

It's not true. I laugh all the time.

But it doesn't come from the heart.

It's as if there's
something that burdens you.

Excuse me, it's late.

Will you accompany me? I have
an appointment at the office.

Yes.

- Madam the count's daughter asks you to wait.
- Yes, thank you.

- Lawyer! What a pleasure, good morning.
- Good morning.

I was looking forward to
meeting you. Please, have a seat.

- My daughter always talks about you.
- And to me about you.

I imagine she's telling you
that I'm a boring old man.

Not at all. She tells me you have very strict
ideas. I admire a man who stands for morality.

You do? You see, the things I detest most in a
person are lack of character, hypocrisy and falsness.

That which in private could be
pleasurable, in public often is vulgar.

You're right, that's how it is.

The fact that someone as young and
beautiful as you agrees with me, flatters me.

You're embarassing me. Anyway, I
know you're a respectable citizen.

And you seem the right person to talk
to for an initiative I have in mind.

What's it about?

I'd rather we discussed this in private.

But here we are in
private. Don't you think so?

- Annabella!
- Not exactly. Hi Ariella.

I see you two already got acquainted.

- And the fact that Annabella hasn't ran off yet, means that the
hardest part is out of the way. - Ariella, surely you're joking!

- What are you saying?
- I'm hungry like a wolf. Why don't we have lunch?

And then a siesta in the garden.

- Sure. - Sounds great. - I agree.
Lead the way Ariella. - Thanks.

You know Ariella, I'm
very happy to be here.

Thanks.

- I never tire of our conversations.
- Excuse me Annabella. We left a certain discussion unfinished.

Right. I'd like to continue it.

You'll have as much time as you
like. I have to visit the stables.

- It's getting late.
- But the stables are far. You wouldn't want to leave us...

I'd like Annabella to come with
me, but it doesn't seem right.

I invited here for a
calm weekend of idleness.

Don't worry. Tomorrow we'll
do what we couldn't do today.

- Ok. - Bye. - Bye.
- Bye. - Bye dad.

My daughter isn't the most stable person, but
your friendship has benefited her very much.

Now let's return to our discussion.

Certainly. It's not that I didn't
want to discuss it in the presence of

Ariella, but I think you wouldn't like
to involve her in certain subjects.

I'm very curious. What is this about?

In the city I used to live, I fought
against permissivness and vulgarity.

Passed off as open-mindedness.

- That's commendable.
- I was seriously dedicated to my fight.

Even if I was risking emargination.

It's not easy, I know about it myself.
But here you don't have to worry about it.

- You now have a friend who's with you all the way.
- I'm glad to hear that.

I've chosen to live in a small town
because the moral climate here is healthier.

- As opposed to that in a big city?
- Yes, I thought that here certain values would still be alive.

Say no more. I'm glad the modern manias and
materialistic way of life haven't corrupted you.

- That means a lot.
- Can I count on your help?

You must not have any
doubts. I assure you.

You are an exceptional woman. I'd
do anything for you. I mean it.

Have you seen the newsstand in the central
square? It's filled with pornographic material.

But with your help and your moral prestige,
we're going to fight this corruption.

We'll eliminate it. I have sampled some
material. It's in my room. Come, I'll show you.

You'll understand with what
vulgarity we have to deal with.

- Certainly. - Let's go. - I want you
to be assured that I'm with you on this.

- Come in count. - What are you
going to show me? - Patience.

- You'll see what filth is sold there. - If you say it is
so I'm convinced it is. - Magazines I found there today.

- Look. - What is it? - Look.

These magazines are in plain sight.

- In our newsstand? -
Yes. - But it's obscene!

- You bought them there? - Yes.
- How can they be selling those?

- It's scandalous, unheard of!
- Wait till you see this one.

- Let me see.
- I find it even worse than the others.

But that woman is you!

- Me ?!? - Yes Annabella, that
woman is you. - What are you saying?

- Me? - She's identical to
you. - Have you lost your mind?

- How dare you? - She has
the same body. - Let me look.

- But it's you. - You could say she resembles me a little
in the face, but not in the body, I'll show you.

- But what are you doing?
- Look. - You're joking.

- I didn't mean to... - I won't tolerate you
suspecting that it's me. - But what are you doing now?

- Have a look.
- But I, I...

So? You still think it's me?

No, I can't, I can't do those things.

- Yes, let me touch you.
- I want you to feel my body. Touch me.

Yes, I want to touch you.

I can't, can't!

- Help me!
- What's wrong now?

Are you tired, what happened to you?

Not feeling well? There was a
time you enjoyed those things.

- Please?
- They lifted your spirits, you also loved watching.

Apropos, I have a little thing
that I'm sure you'll enjoy.

Here it is. Do you recognise her?

- Ariella! - I find your reaction strange. And yet I know
that there was a time you loved watching.

Ariella, daughter of mine!

- Enjoy these nice
photos. - But why? - Die.

- It's the punishment for your rotten deeds.
- What deeds?

What did I do?

You had what you deserved.

And now the count too.

We were expecting it, but not so soon.

I'm sorry you had to be there.

- Poor Ariella, she's devastated.
- Where is she?

She wasn't feeling up for the funeral.
I advised her to leave for a while.

- She might sell the villa.
- We should leave too. Many unpleasant

things have happened. And you
were looking for some tranquility.

And I was convinced I had found it.

- Ah, commissioner Marsilli, you know our lawyer?
- Good morning.

Yes, we know each other,
not very well unfortunately.

I understand your regret, but from now
on, I'd like you to participate in our

little gatherings at my place, and I hope
that Annabella will always be there too.

I hope so too. Work permitting,
I'm happy to accept your invitation.

- I hope that things will be calm from now on.
- Me too.

- We all do. - And now if you'll
excuse me. - Goodbye. - Goodbye.

In order to put an end
to that foul situation,

I managed to convince mother that it
was necessary to move to another town.

Unfortunately by the time we
decided it, it was too late.

We were about to reach a new low.

Someday Palmisani
brought a friend with him.

He was Altieri, the pharmacist.

Palmisani approached mother

and said "this is a new
friend, do you like him?"

She didn't respond. Palmisani,
furious, lifted her up,

and threw her in the
arms of the newcomer.

At first she seemed to go along, but
suddenly she threw her drink on his face.

He started to slap her brutally.

She started to scream. And Palmisani,
having thrown her on the armchair,

continued to hit her while calling
her the most offensive names.

Altieri was watching amused.

I couldn't take any more so I
hurled myself against Palmisani.

I wanted to push him away
from mother, but I was weak.

Mother tried to help me, but Palmisani
once more threw her on the armchair.

Screaming, I tried to get
up but Altieri didn't let me.

Palmisani induced him to
treat me more violently.

He said that he had to give
me something to calm me down.

He was right. I needed to calm down.

You need something that's gonna
help you forget everything.

As they were draging me away I
fainted. Everything became dark.

I woke up in my room. Palmisani was with Altieri
who was giving me an intravenous injection.

I could hear a racket outside, mother
was screaming and knocking on the door.

She was angry and desperate,
but I couldn't understand why.

Why she was so upset. I had
lost contact with reality.

I was feeling better. My life till that
moment seemed like a bad dream to me.

As Altieri said, he and
the others were our friends.

They didn't want to harm us,
I was just imagining things.

That's what I was thinking.

Good evening.

Good evening. What do you need?

I don't know if you can help me.

I can try.

Ok, you see, I have trouble sleeping.

- I've tried everything, but I'm nervous, stressed.
- Could it be because you had a rough day?

I saw you this morning at the
funeral of the count. Were you close?

No, I'm just a friend of the daughter.

I was there when he died.
This has upset me a lot.

- It's possible. - Good
evening. - Good evening.

- Are you suffering from insomnia too? - Yes, in a sense. And
it's costing me a fortune keeping calm. - I know what you mean.

- Here you are. - Thanks.
Good night. - Good night.

- Nowadays the night shift is dangerous.
With all the addicts that come for methadone.

As a matter of fact, look.

I had to get a gun.

Anyway, I can give you sleeping pills.

But you must promise to use them
only if you really need them.

- Certainly. - Besides you don't have a prescription for them
and we should be careful with these things. You understand?

Yes, but you know what? Just by
talking with you I already feel calmer.

- See? You can stay for as long as you like. -I'd
like that if I'm not a nuisance. - Not at all.

- You're really kind.
- Good evening.

Please.

- Excuse me for a moment.
- Of course.

Thank you.

- Here I am.
- I see you have a rather homogeneous clientele.

Yes, unfortunately. Thankfully now and then
there's a pleasant variation, as yourself.

My condition is not enviable. You see,

I either don't sleep, or
I have terrible dreams.

Is this something that goes
on for a long time, or not?

For a long time.

- And it happens every single night?
- Lately yes.

Unless I sleep in the
company of someone.

But don't you have a
fiance, or a husband?

No, I live alone.

Have you ever thought that all this
may be due to some childhood disorder?

Yes, I think so. Childhood disorders.

And so?

All things considered,
there's nothing wrong with it.

- With what?
- With needing a man.

- No? - Eh, no. As a matter of fact... Come,
after all it's a natural remedy.

Commissioner there's a gentleman who wants to
speak with you. He has a strange story to tell.

- Ok, let him in.
- Ok.

You can go in.

- Good morning. - Good morning.
Please have a seat. - Thanks.

I'm here to report someone.

- Someone?
- A drug dealer. The man who's killing my son.

- Calm down. Can I get you something?
- No, it's not necessary.

- I'll be fine.
-Corporal! - Yes sir?

- On record.
- Yes commissioner.

So, what's this all about?

The pharmacist. Altieri.

Do you have any proof?

My son goes to the pharmacy without a prescription.
And he's buying methadone and morphine from him.

- You must arrest him commissioner.
- How can I without proof?

Simply with a perquisition warrant.

In order to get the warrant we
must have more concrete proof.

And what do you think this is? No doctor prescribed them
to my son, and there aren't other pharmacies in the area.

Send them to the lab,
you'll see I'm right.

Are you convinced now commissioner?

Grillo, Mancuso!

Good evening. Can I have this?

Just a minute.

- Here you are.
- Thanks.

Hands up! Where's the stuff?

Be careful!

- How did it happen?
- He shot at us first.

- Go.
- Come commissioner.

- Do you like lyrical music?
- Yes, very much.

Unfortunately there are not many of us.

You know commissioner,
it's really nice to see you.

But something tells me
it's not a social visit.

Correct, though I'm here unofficially.

Now you've aroused my curiosity.

Then it's mutual.

Let's just say that I'm
here out of curiosity.

Curiosity, eh? Claudia!

Let's see if I can satisfy
it. Something to drink?

- What will you have?
- Whiskey, thanks.

- And you madam?
- The same, thanks.

So?

The addict's father, the
one who reported Altieri,

maintains that it was you who told
him that the pharmacist pushed drugs.

No, I didn't tell him
anything. I just thought of it.

Unfortunately, I've seen many young people die
from drugs. I have a sixth sense about these things.

Why didn't you inform
us of your suspicions?

As you said, I only suspected it.

So I turned to the kid's father, because
he could make accusations that would stick.

When you know of illegal activities,
and don't report them to the police...

- ..it's a crime, don't you know that?
- Are you forgetting I'm a lawyer?

- Of course not.
- And I reaffirm that I didn't know anything.

- Are you certain?
- This begins to resemble an interrogation.

Without any respect to the formalities.

If you want to interrogate me,
you'll have to do it by the book.

Agreed.

Now I have things to do. I'll
accompany you to the door.

Don't bother. I can find it by myself.

From that time, each day I was anxiously
awaiting Altieri who brought me the vials.

Soon I learned how to inject myself.

I couldn't live without it.

Then he begun skimping on the stuff.

Leaving me without.

It was terrible. The suffering was
unbearable. Shivers, insomnia, hallucinations.

One night Altieri told me: "If
you want it you must work for it".

Nothing comes for free in this world.

I hadn't had any stuff for three
days. I was prepared to do anything.

I asked him what I would have to do and he said:
"There's a friend of ours who finds you very attractive".

"He likes you. He really does".

So one night they
brought Don Ruggero home.

He wasn't the town's priest
then. He was still in seminary.

He wasn't a priest yet,
but he was about to become one.

They approached me and
Altieri started talking to me.

He was singing the newcomer's praises.

Trying to ingratiate him with me.

There really was no need for all this.

I had gotten the picture.
And since I needed the stuff,

I didn't need coaxing.

So I went with him to my room.

Altieri and Palmisani
stayed in the living room.

Probably savouring
what was about to come.

My every move was mechanical.

I abandoned myself to the priest's hands
without even realizing what I was doing.

I wasn't ashamed and I didn't
care for what was going on.

I was only thinking of the
stuff. I had become a slave to it.

Even though I knew it would
sooner or later destroy me.

I only worried about mother,
I didn't want her to find out.

They assured me they had
given her a powerful sedative.

From that first encounter I mainly remember
that I was in a hurry to get it over with.

So that Altieri would give me the stuff.

Don Ruggero seemed to realise
that and that excited him immensly.

There were moments when
I felt deeply ashamed.

But the need for that deadly
substance was so strong.

Around here, entering a church arm in arm with a man,
means that you undertake the obligation to marry him.

But we're not even engaged.

I think we could skip
the stage of engagement.

Then you're really proposing to me.

- Certainly. - In
an old-fashioned way.

I don't know if it's old-fashioned,
but it is a proper proposal.

You make me happy, but I need
some time to think it over.

- Think it over?
- Yes.

- For how long?
- Give me a couple of days.

Annabella, I don't understand
you, but I love you.

You'll soon understand me.
Now I have to go inside.

I want to confess.

- I'll wait for you at the
bar. - Ok. - Bye. - Bye.

Forgive me father for I have sinned.

- In what way my child?
- I had sinful thoughts.

- I did sinful things. And I was sinful in my negligence.
- Raise your spirit, confess your sins and repent.

I have sinned in thought because I have wished
the deaths of certain people in this town,

who caused a poor woman's death.

A very fragile woman.

I have hated them
because they abused her.

They exploited her weakness and led her
and her son to the abyss of desperation.

I have sinned with my actions because
I arranged for the first to get killed

together with his wife by an accomplice
of his who thought he had betrayed him.

And I have sinned again provoking the
second one's death with my sensuality.

And I arranged the elimination of
the third one. He too was killed.

Finally I have sinned by negligence. Because I didn't tell
anyone about their crimes and I dispensed justice on my own.

How come you're silent father?
Why aren't you telling me to repent?

Of course it would be useless, for
I have no intention of repenting.

Rather, I aim to continue
and eliminate the fourth one.

He was a holy man.
Yes father, a holy man.

- A man of the church.
- No! No! No! No!

Done.

I encountered Don Ruggero again.

But he wasn't there when
that terrible thing happened.

Palmisani, Altieri, count Leonardi
were present and also the doctor.

and also the doctor.

I was asleep. I awoke from the laughter
and the sneers, they were louder than usual.

And there were cries,
mother's desperate cries.

When I got there I saw her on the
floor and eneryone else on top of her.

She was screaming and I was drugged, I felt
like I was floating above everyhting and I didn't

have the courage to help her. The doctor was
banging repeatedly her head against the floor.

Leonardi was sneering and the
doctor continued to bang her head.

Among the howls and the
laughter of the others.

Then he grabbed her by the
neck and started squeezing it.

He squeezed until she stopped moving.

He seemed worried. He was looking
at the others who were also worried.

Then he got up and moved away
from her as if he was frightened.

The others seemed frightened also. I saw her with
her eyes wide open in a blank, lifeless stare.

I screamed and only then, overcoming
the shock I started to approach.

I was in tears. Altieri told me that
mother had fallen from the stairs and died.

But it wasn't true and they knew
that I had seen them kill her.

They tried to shut my mouth.

Leave me alone! Mama!

The doctor signed a medical report of
accidental death. And since we didn't have

a parish priest, Don Ruggero had to give
her last blessings. Now she's burried.

And soon they'll come to get
me and put me in the clinic.

And I know I won't
get out of there alive.

- Annabella! - Carlo
help me! - You are upset.

I can't make it anymore. You
don't know what I've done.

- What have you done? - You know nothing about
me, about who I am. - You are the woman I love.

That's all I need to know.
Calm down, tell me everything.

- Darling... - Calm down. - Tonight
I want to stay here with you.

So tell me, what happened to you?

I must reveal to you something terrible.

What could be so terrible?

I know that it seems incredible.

But unfortunately, it's true.

I've killed four men.

Really? And who were they?

Vito Palmisani, Leonardi,

- Altieri and Don Ruggero Ruspa.
- And how did you do it?

It's simple.

I went to bed with them, I discovered
their weaknesses and used them to destroy them.

Just like they destroyed my brother.

And my mother.

I'm now even more confused.
You must have had a reason.

You see, I'm Giovanna's daughter.

That poor woman who gave herself
to everyone for a little wine.

She had me when she was very young.

My father acknowledged me, that's
why I don't have her last name.

He abandoned her because he
felt she didn't have any dignity.

She used to visit me frequently with
Gabriele, then suddenly she stopped.

I searched for her,
but I couldn't find her.

And I hated her for that. I
couldn't see my brother anymore.

One day I was told that a young drug addict
had requested to see me. It was Gabriele.

- And he told you everything?
- Everything he could tell me.

Poor Gabriele. But it was
enough to make me understand.

Gabriele left me some audio
tapes where he reveals everything.

Carlo I told you that
you didn't know who I was.

I knew that if you ever found out
you wouldn't like the truth about me.

I'm the daughter of Giovanna,
the one everyone was screwing.

The one you killed.

What are you talking about?

You banged her head continuously
against the floor until she died.

And then you drew up a medical report where
you stated that her death was accidental.

After that you looked after Gabriele.

You took him to your clinic to cure him. But not
really. You only wanted to lead him to his death faster.

You were keeping him under control, making
sure that he would continue to take drugs.

It took me a while to
get the whole picture.

In the tape he only referred to "the
doctor". I didn't think it could be you.

Who knows, perhaps because
I was falling for you.

"The doctor" could have been anyone.
With the others I concluded my vengeance.

Without getting my hands dirty.

You are the last one.

- Then why don't you report me to the police?
- No Carlo.

Rest easy, there will be no report.

After all there's no proof against you.

Gabriele only referred to "the doctor".

He didn't specify which one.

Don't worry, there's still time.

Thanks.

Don't you regret leaving
such a beautiful house?

I do, but for now I'd
rather not think about it.

Shall we go?

- Thank you mister Marsilli.
- For what?

- For accompanying me.
- It's nothing really.

Perhaps you'd like to
ask me some questions?

Me? What questions?

Why I came here.

- Not only that.
- Why I'm leaving?

And then...

You're laughing?

- There's another question.
- And I bet it's the really important one.

- I'm sure you've already guessed.
- I'd rather you told me.

I wouldn't want you to think
that I'm interrogating you.

- One time you told me that.
- Me?

Yes, you told me exactly that.

- When? - A couple of days ago, don't you
remember? - Ah yes, but I didn't really mean it.

Anyway, I suppose that you want to know how come so
many of the people I frequented here ended up dead.

You must have red my mind.

You could answer that with
a metaphor, if you prefer.

You and I have two things in common.

Now I'm curious.

First is our love for lyrical music.

I can't wait to hear the second.

The second is our interest for what
lies beneath the surface of things.

Thanks. Anyway what you have
told me is a confirmation.

We already knew enough.

I suppose it was easy to find
out. It's what you do after all.

All we had to do was put the
pieces of the puzzle together.

- You make it sound easy.
- And follow the train of events.

Sticking to the law,
and using common sense.

Hoping that there won't
be any after effects.

- It's late. How much longer?
- We're almost there.

Just a few more minutes.

Don't worry, we'll be on time.

Fine.

- Here we are, everything's set.
- I have a gift for you, a music tape.

You will like it.

- Here it is commissioner.
-What kind of music is it?

Lyrical. I'm sure you'll
find it interesting.

- Thank you.
- If you have something to tell me, you have my number.

- I'd rather do it now.
- Ok.

From the moment I first saw you
I wanted to hold you in my arms.

Bye.

Not many appreciate lyrical music.

In this town, they know at
most the most famous works.

If someone listened to this
recording, he'd think it's only music.

Nobody here digs under the surface of things.
Very few would continue listening to it.

Mother liked Wagner, but
her favourite was Puccini.

One day a man gave her a
recording of "La Boheme".

He was a nice, cordial man.