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FOUR WAYS OUT

Hurry up. Without running.

Quick. Beat it!

And you, don't move! Get it?

Don't be crazy!

There's been a hold-up! Call the police!

This way!

Come on!

Paolo!

- There he goes! - Stop right there!

Everybody on his own!

Beat it! Take off by yourself!

Several hours have passed.

The police machinery has gone into action.

It moves carefully, methodically. Almost indifferently.

It's all routine. The police are not particularly concerned

with the story behind the crime.

Nor with the kind of lives the guilty men have left.

Nor with what drove those men to commit the crime.

The police can only be concerned with how to find the criminals.

Newspaper will carry the story. No headlines, of course.

There's more important news in the world. But it will be featured

because of its boldness. Because the order of things has been challenged.

And for a while, people will speak of it in the streets. In the cafes, in their homes.

And then... they will forget.

But it is the job of the police not to forget.

Not to allow a crime to go unpunished.

The suspects, with criminal records, are questioned

systematically, relentlessly...

and without results.

The clues lead nowhere.

The guilty men were very desperate.

They appear to be men who never before,

have defied the law.

Who are these men? What is a criminal?

Good evening.

Hello.

Eh!

Buonasera, professore.

Hurry a beefsteak for me, waiter.

Pay the old bills, whatever it is I owe. And keep the change.

A real beefsteak for the professor.

- Where is all the money? - I don't know. I left it with Alberto.

- Where are the others? - I don't know where they're hiding.

Excuse-me, professor. See what my baby did.

She's six. Ain't she a clever girl? Tell me. What's your opinion?

Her mother think she ought to be a typist. I think she should study art.

What do you say, professor?

Her mother thinks she would be wasting her time studying art.

Who's this? It's Alberto?

No, he isn't here yet. But I expect him any minute. Call back in half an hour.

Who's speaking?

Alberto hasn't got in yet.

Hey, calm down, will you. No need to be so nervous.

I'll go by his place tonight and you'd better stay out of the way.

I'll find the others wherever they're hiding. We'll meet up again tomorrow.

Guido, we got to get hold on that money.

Don't be so jittery. We'll have it when we find Alberto.

Just stay home and wait.

You want a steak, sir. No problem.

- He, shoot! - On me!

- He! You, kids, live here? - Yes. Why?

- Where is Luigi Girosi? - Back there, on the first floor.

He, fellows, look!

He's Leandri. He played center in the National team.

Then he got hurt, remember?

- Leandri. - What is it?

Daddy!

- Is Luigi back? - No, not yet.

- Is it about a job? - I wanna see him right away.

But... what do you want?

- When did he leave? - What are you doing here?

Was a guy here just now? By the name of Alberto?

No. Why do you ask? Is there anything wrong?

He! Stop it! What do you want?

What are you doing here? Who are you?

When Luigi gets back, tell him Paolo was here. I wanna see him.

Tell him to come right away to the restaurant. He knows where.

What's going on?

Nothing.

- Leandri! - Leandri!

- Leandri, you're the best! - Beat it!

A few years ago, the legs of Paolo Leandri were steady, swift, powerful.

Carrying him irresistibly to sensational success.

When he raised out into the field, the crowd cheered wildly.

His name was on a million lips. He was a hero.

Allo?

Alberto? I'd like to talk to Alberto.

He hasn't come back yet. Who's speaking?

Who is it? Who's speaking?

Alberto?

What did you do with the money? Where did you put it?

I've got to go home. Leave me alone, now. I feel sick.

What is this?

The money, what did you do with it? Give me the money! The money?

- Paolo, I was scared all alone. - Where is the suitcase?

- I threw it away. - You threw it away? Where is it?

- Where did you throw it? - There.

- Where is there? - Right in there.

- You're so stupid! - Please, don't hurt me!

Go get it!

Why so late Luigi? What were you doing?

We're ruined now. They'll arrest us all.

Nothing will save me. It's useless to try to escape now...

I'm a thief.

We ran off with all the cash of the stadium! Like common bandits.

Luigi...

Am I supposed to let my family starve? It's impossible!

Daddy.

Is it time for me to get off to school already?

- What is it mummy? - Go to sleep.

Anyone seen or recognized you there?

How about the others? Did they get away?

Who are they?

- Daniela! - What do you want?

Let me inside. I'll tell you there

Haven't I told you to never show up here again? Now, beat it!

What does this mean?

We're rich. We really made it his time!

We're gonna be sitting right on top of the world.

- Daniela... - I don't want any of it.

Please, take it away! Leave me alone!

I won't give you up. I'm rich now! Don't forget it.

Before, you threw me out of here, when I didn't have a penny to give you.

Now, I brought you money.

You belong to me, now. You understand? Nobody else but me!

Don't shout at me!

Calm down.

Look how filthy you are. Wouldn't you like to clean up a bit?

I'm so tired. Wouldn't it be better to talk it over later?

Please, if you don't mind.

Where are you going?

You're all sweaty. Come.

Go ahead.

I'll answer.

He's not here...

It's for you.

What's the matter? What do you want?

I need to talk to you.

I went to your house but... somebody thought I would find you here.

Come in.

Leave us. We'll soon be through.

Well, what do you want?

Allo, police?

Luigi thinks none of you were spotted when you left there.

Maybe it's safe but you never know. Someone might talk.

- There's no time to hang around. - Go on and go.

But... How about the money you have?

Why do you come running to me about it?

There were two suitcases. I've only got one of them.

Tell Luigi I'll take care of him! He'll get his share for what he's done!

I don't wanna hear anything about the robbery. About this dirty business.

All I ask from you is a little bit of money for now. Just to get by.

I don't want anymore than that.

How much do you want?

I don't know... But we're thinking about going to the country.

Luigi can take work. I'm sure we'll manage. But for the trip...

I'll give you 200 now. 250. But that's too much.

What is it? Don't you want it?

Sure it's wet... but so what? I ran around and found it while Luigi was at home crying.

Thank you.

Say hello to Luigi and good luck.

Daniela.

Daniela!

Daniela. Daniela!

Daniela!

Open the door or I'll kill you!

Stop!

- Where is the baby? - At school.

Hurry up, bring your bag. We got to get away. They arrested Paolo.

Sandrina!

Sandrina, come here.

Look, your father is here.

Daddy!

- You came for me? - Yes.

- Are you happy your grand-ma's here? - She came to see us?

Would you like to meet my grand. ma?

- Another time. - We're in a hurry.

It's not Christmas yet. Why is grand-ma here?

- I hope she'll be back here. - Yeah. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

- Goodbye, sister Vincenza. - Goodbye, Sandrina.

I will sleep in the big bed with mummy and you.

And grand-ma will sleep in my bed, right?

I'll read a poem she likes very much and then she'll give me a doll, right daddy?

- Daddy, our house is over there. - We're not going home yet.

- Where are we going? Where is grand. ma? - Grand-ma's not here.

Daddy, I don't understand. You said sister Vincenza she was here.

- No, we're going to grand-ma's. - In the country?

Yes. You're happy?

Remember how we used to play there together?

- What about mummy? - She'll meet us there. Don't worry.

What's happening, daddy?

You ran into anybody in the stairs?

No, just the porter.

- You see anything? - Nothing. I wasn't followed

- Mummy, look. - That's nice. I bet you did it all alone.

Yes.

Let's go.

Look! Dolls!

- Which one do you like? - That one.

- How much? - 1, 50.

Lina, the tram is coming!

Tickets! Who doesn't have a ticket?

Our wedding rings!

I felt I couldn't leave them. I got them back.

Mummy, my doll's name is Rosina.

She's very happy to come along with me.

Tickets, please. Everyone's got a ticket?

- Tickets. - Deux pour Carano.

- How much? - 180 for two, one way. Tickets!

You got any small change?

I bought a baby doll.

Sorry, I haven't change.

Did you just washed it?

- What's wrong? - I can't take it!

- Give me the tickets back. - Where do you go? Give me my bill back.

I need to ask the controler first to see if I can change the bill.

- No, I want the tickets or the money! - Are you nuts, mister?

You can't scare me with that stuff! Don't push me around!

- Stay still. - Give me back that bill!

Officer! Officer! Take charge of this guy, he's nuts.

- He! Hold! - Luigi!

- Stop! - Daddy!

- Luigi! - Stop!

Ultime notizie!

Read all about the second stadium's burglar trying to escape!

Read everything!

Get the latest news on the stadium robbery!

He!

The police is closing in on the bandits!

Give me the names of the others!

- Alberto Tosi. - Who else?

- Guido. - Guido what?

I don't know.

He was a painter, I think.

Yes... I used to know him. He often slept at my studio.

But that must have been about two years ago.

I remember he was a sort of moody, touchy fellow.

He was talented though. I know he worked for a while for a church at Ponte Milvio.

Police? That young man had a fine character.

He was a real artist.

Look over here. An artist who paints that way couldn't be a bandit.

Where did he use to live?

In a small room on Via della Giuliana, room 52.

This room used to be his.

Excuse-me, miss. It's the police.

One day, he left. He still owes me a month rent.

- He still owes me 15000 lires. - Tell me about his acquaintances?

Nobody ever came to see him.

He sometimes invited a few friends for dinner.

What did he do?

Do you know if a woman used to come here?

Absolutely not. Not even ladies.

Here, he left something!

There he is. That one, there.

- Who's this woman? - How would I know?

What's that here? A phone number?

Did you ever hear the name Guido Marchi?

Guido Marchi?

No, I don't remember it. It will be all, Marisa.

It's possible you might know who did this. Take a look at it.

It's me on these drawings! But that's impossible.

You couldn't tell us about him, could you?

Ah, yes! Now, I remember.

A few years ago.

My husband and I were dining with some friends in a restaurant.

It was at Al Farese, I believe.

- We don't want you in here! - I won't bother anyone. Let me have a try.

- Portrait, signora? - No.

- Portrait, profile, caricature? - No, thank you.

- Portrait, profile, caricature? - No, thank you.

When we met him last year, he was completely worn.

What do you want?

No, thank you.

People said he lost a lot of money on the exchange market.

My opinion... it has more to do with marriage!

I said no!

Ever since she left him, there's been a real change in him...

He asked me again to tell you to go away.

Seventy! It was expensive but I got it without hesitating.

Does it please you?

- This is for you. - No, it's a tribute.

Vittorio.

I would like to eat in peace here. I don't want vagabonds constantly bothering us.

You're right, sir. Excuse. me, sir.

Don't let me find you here again. Dig it.

Just a second.

Would you mind giving me the sketch?

A pencil?

Will you call me tomorrow? I would like you to do a portrait of me.

Please telephone me.

An unusual person, very strange.

Spiritual and moody, yet so young and desperate.

Did he ever phone you?

No. I never saw him again.

Vincente Fulmine, 5. Piazzato Bobby, 7.

Attention please, in the fifth race. Vincente Fulmine, 5. Piazzato Bobby, 7.

Just wait a second.

Attention please, in the sixth race.

Volpe, number 1. Atomico, number 6.

Melone, number 7. Whisky, number 9.

- This guy is a friend of mine. - Hello.

He wants to make a deal with that guy while he's still in town.

- Who did you put it on? - On number 7.

- You got a cigarette? - No.

I don't wanna bet, thank you.

- Number 2 won. - You wanna come along?

- We're going back to the house. - Right now?

- You want to talk to him, right? - How much is he gonna want?

What's he gonna want? It depends what it's worth to you, that's all.

Attention please. Vincente Volpe, number 2.

Piazzato Whisky, number 9.

All right, I'm coming.

Do you have the money with you?

Go on. Come on.

- Hi, Ernesto. - Hi.

Make yourself at home? Amelia, get us a chair.

Don't you feel hot? Take off your coat.

- He wants to speak to you. - Go ahead, talk. Give him a drink.

How much for the trip?

Ah, you're the one who wants a boat ride. I'm going tonight.

- Fine. - I go to Corsica.

Do you have a passport?

Any news in tonight's paper?

They just found the body of the stadium robber. That's the second one.

He killed himself.

I'm sailing at 10:30 sharp from here.

At midnight, we'll reach Fiumicino. And then, we'll head to Ajaccio.

The day after tomorrow, we'll be in Corsica.

You can always grab a boat to Morocco. You'll find a lot of guys to take you there.

You speak French? All right!

How much?

- You got the money here? - No.

It doesn't matter. You can pay when you get on the boat.

- At 10:30? - How much?

I want 6 millions.

You're out of your mind!

What makes you think I can raise that much money?

Don't get excited brother. Make up your mind for yourself.

- That's up to you. - You'll be able to find the money,

because you're one of the guys who robbed the stadium, right?

- Ta gueule! - Ne m'emmerde pas, toi!

- Well then? - It's too much money.

I might be able to raise half the money you asked me.

No.

Your ticket?

49 and 84.

The train from Napoli will arrive on track number 2.

50 lires.

- Guido! Please... - Beat it, kid!

You're going away? Take me with you.

I can't go back home anymore. Please!

- If I go there, they'll catch me right away. - Will you beat it!

I gotta go. You know I won't be any problem. Let me go with you.

Keep this. You gotta be on your own kid.

It's our only possible chance, get it?

You got the money! You got my share!

- Shut up, you fool! - Just let me go with you.

I don't even want my share... but let me come with you.

No, that's not possible.

Guido!

You can't leave me alone! I'll kill myself.

The train 52 for Firenze will be leaving in two minutes.

Orte, second class.

- Genova, third class. - 1835 lires, each way.

You said Genova? Excuse me a minute.

Stop!

- Stop right there! - Stop!

Drive!

Yes. She's with me. He made her get off at Porta Nova.

Organize the roadblocks. He won't force the blocks, I'm sure.

Hello there!

Open the other can and keep the pressure, will you.

Good evening! We were just talking about you!

Come aboard.

I can give you half now and half on arrival...

3 millions now and 3 later.

I thought I told you 8 millions...

- I told 8, didn't I? - Yes, you did.

We all agree. Shake on it. 38201:06:12, 520-. 01:06:16, 479 He, boys! Bring his suitcase in the cabine, will you.

I can carry it.

You're worried about the money? Yes, that's right. I guess I'd feel worried too.

- And you, Albertino? - Oh boy, I feel worried!

Watch it!

Such ingratitude! We try to help him and look...

- What do you say, Albertino? - What ingratitude!

Help!

- Mario, come on, we're late! - I'm coming!

Come on!

Alberto.

Alberto!

Alberto, no!

Alberto, my son!

- Open the door! - No! I won't open the door!

Alberto, open the door!

Alberto!

- Son! - Alberto!

- Let off me! - Alberto, come back here!

Alberto, don't do it.

Alberto!

Via del Lavatore, sixth floor. Fast as you can make it.

Please, let me speak to him.

Alberto.

I'll jump, I tell you. I will if you don't go away.

My Alberto.

You want to kill yourself in front of your mother?

Don't do this to me.

Don't let this take your life away.

Alberto.

Alberto! Do you hear me?

Alberto.

You couldn't help it. What happened to you is really our fault.

We haven't been able to give you so many things.

Even when you were a baby. But if you know how much...

We've given up all these years, your father and I. Even when you were still little.

The troubles with money for clothes, for medicines, for school.

Your father always worked so hard.

Denied himself everything because you were more important.

We live for you. And now, if you do this, believe me...

Believe me Alberto... You're taking our lives.

You're taking our lives.

Mum. Mum!

Mum!

Mum!

Come along.