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- Is His Honor home? - Yes, but he's resting.

I must speak with him at once, it's a matter of the utmost urgency.

But it is barely eight o'clock in the morning.

- Yeah, but it can't wait. - Stop, where are you going?

Your Honor! - What the hell is going on?

Oh. It's you, Darica.

What's happened to you?

Something terrible has happened.

- Make us some coffee, please. - At once, Your Honor.

Come on, tell me everything.

Last night, Irina was...

murdered. - Murdered? What are you saying?

Someone killed my wife.

She was heinously murdered, I came home and saw her body on the floor.

Her throat was...

My God...

- You were in Milan? - Yes.

- When did you get back? - Why? What do you mean?

Well...

I just got back, you know that.

- Have you called the police? - What am I, insane?

Your Honor, you don't seem to realize the situation I'm in.

A nice mess.

A nice mess, indeed.

Yes indeed, a really nice mess.

I cannot wait a minute longer.

You must find me an alibi as soon as possible, do you understand?

Calm down. Calm down and relax.

What time was it when you got home? - Well, about half past five.

- Did you meet anyone? - No, no.

- Tenants, passersby, night watchmen? - No, not a living soul.

That's a good thing.

We'll make sure someone discovers the murder.

- Here's the coffee. - Make yourself comfortable, please.

- Who did you see in Milan? - Why are you asking me that?

You know very well who I met.

I'm not talking about them, I mean other people.

- Here. - No, no, thank you.

- Did you travel by car? - Yes.

- Alone? - Yes, of course.

Look, you're missing the damn point.

I'm not here to be questioned,

I told you I need a damn alibi.

And I'm trying to help you with that.

Lowlife.

This is how you treat a friend of friends, huh?

I'll ruin you for good.

I'll destroy you.

A nice mess.

Given the situation that had developed between you and your wife,

good luck convincing the police that you didn't kill her.

Now listen to me.

Let's make one thing clear. I don't want to go to jail,

and if I do, it certainly won't be for the murder of my wife.

I can drop a lot of names to the cops.

Now cut the small talk and stop wasting... - Calm down, calm down.

Relax. - You better get busy, Your Honor.

You'd better.

- Calm down. - Mark my words!

Meanwhile you better stay hidden for a couple days at least.

And where am I supposed to stay hidden, huh?

Where can I go?

Certainly not with our friends, assuming that's what they are.

Meet me at the junction of Via Flaminia in an hour.

Did you come here by car?

- Yes. - Good.

Attorney Savara?

Giorgio...

When did you arrive? - Early this morning.

Unfortunately Liz, I'm afraid something has happened.

Something terrible.

Something terrible.

My wife was murdered last night. - By god...

- Good thing you were outside Rome or... - Yes, all right, but...

There's a problem, Liz.

I was out of town but I don't have an alibi.

But why an alibi? Do you need one?

Perhaps the cops already suspect you.

Husbands are always the first to be suspects.

Excuse me, you were in Milan last night, your friends can testify to that.

No, look...

look Liz, it's not that simple.

Those...

None of those people will testify.

But why wouldn't they? You were with them.

Giorgio, why can't they testify? - I'll tell you later.

I can't explain it to you now.

I don't get any of it.

Are you in danger of being...

Giorgio, I don't want to lose you. - Don't worry, my dear.

Don't worry, I went to my attorney this morning.

He will surely find a way to get me out of this mess.

Get up now, come on.

We need to leave at once.

- Leave? Where are we going? - I don't know yet.

My attorney will decide that.

- I love you, Giorgio. - I love you too.

Now get dressed.

How was she murdered?

It must have been a homicidal maniac, the police will catch him.

You'll see, dear.

Homicidal maniacs always commit some slip-up.

No,

I took the interstate, the turnpike makes me sleepy.

That means no toll booth attendant could have seen you.

Some regular people certainly saw you last night in Milan.

Well? - No.

You must have at least stopped for coffee, cigarettes or gas.

Try to remember.

Listen, I said no.

Nowadays every place is full of people.

We must find a witness, I hope you realize the situation can turn real bad.

Try to remember. - I didn't see anyone and vice versa.

Enough with this grilling, will you.

I'm trying to help you.

I don't enjoy talking like a cop at all, believe me.

You should have taken her to Milan.

Yeah, but you know perfectly well why I didn't take her with me.

You know very well what I went to do in Milan.

God, what a massacre...

- What are you...? Have you gone mad? - You're the mad one!

Can't you see those people are still alive?

Someone else will help them, we can't put ourselves at risk, you know that.

But what kind of person are you?

I won't let them die in the middle of the road!

Have you forgotten your situation? Close the door, quick!

Close it!

Wait.

Give me the suitcase.

- Hurry. - Let's go.

Hurry, before someone Sees us.

I got the keys from a colleague who handled the hotel bankruptcy.

Eh, there's no lights?

Don't worry, there must be some candles around.

- We should have brought a flashlight. - What about water?

There is water.

How many rooms are there in this hotel?

Eighty.

You'll stay on the fifth floor, it's the best kept one.

No need to tidy up, you will stay here a couple of days.

- Liz? - Open the window, but not the shutters.

Why did you bring her along? - Take a guess.

You've always been a stud,

you've found a way to earn a lot of money and only think about enjoying life.

Look who's talking.

The difference between us is that I want to make it in politics.

Do you have any idea how much my political campaign is costing me this year?

- Why should I care? - Sure, it doesn't concern you.

But now with this mess of yours, I feel the ground crumbling under my feet.

Oh come on attorney, don't wear it out.

You know who you have to turn to.

Spend whatever you need and bribe whoever you want.

Otherwise, you can just forget your elections and all your political ambitions.

Is that clear?

Did you kill your wife?

No.

You know that we can find out everything.

This situation is riskier for you than it is for me.

Keep your cool, you don't need to worry.

I promise to get back to you as soon as possible with good news.

But you must not do anything to compromise us.

Go now, come on.

I'll keep my cool.

- Has he left? - Yeah, he's gone.

What a guy. He didn't even bother to say goodbye.

Well, what do you want? That's just the way he is.

Blackmailing son of a bitch...

He should be kissing my ass.

Damn, the grime is all over.

This place IS so dusty.

I'll help you clean it. - Don't worry, I'll do it alone.

This weekend is going to last a week, at least.

No, I don't think so. That lawyer is pretty clever.

We'll be out of here in a couple days, you'll see.

- In this darkness? We'll get moldy. - We won', relax.

I bet being here together IS going to be a lot of fun.

Since you've decided to clean up a little, I'm going to take a look around.

Giorgio...

Don't go, I'm scared. - Scared? Of what?

This hotel isn't haunted.

Giorgio, I beg you.

Come back soon.

All right, honey. I'll look for some candles.

Eighty rooms...

Damn, the place still looks new.

As soon as I get this matter taken care of,

I'm going to buy this hotel and turn it into a brothel.

It's perfect.

It's tailor-made for my connections.

I'll show them how to make money...

- The others? - They've gone.

You have to do a better job, the forensic guys are right to be mad at you.

The position of the body shows that the victim fell after being hit.

Have you taken all the pictures yet?

"To my wife, with love."

No traces of semen.

Have you got all that down? - Yeah, of course.

Come on, let's hurry up and go examine the other rooms,

I don't want to get a lecture from the boss.

Find someone to open this door.

Take note, the living room appears to be in perfect order.

Scared you good, huh?

You are a lovely coward.

I'd like to speak with Commissioner De Carmine.

Yes, thank you, I'll wait.

Hello?

Yes, yes, put him through.

Hello, my illustrious friend.

Magrini, dear friend, how are you doing?

Likewise, I can't complain.

We are always busy, as you can imagine.

By the way, how's your political campaign going?

I'm sure you're going to make it, you old fox.

No, don't bother, I'll come to you.

I'll be there in a few minutes.

I don't want to inconvenience a big shot such as yourself.

All right, bye.

I wonder what the hell he wants...

Hello? Get my car ready.

Anyone needs me, I'll be back in two hours.

- Forgive me, Giorgio. - Yeah, don't worry about it.

Sorry, dear, I just thought about it for a moment.

Maybe it's because we ran off in such a hurry.

I feel so confused... - All right, let it go, over.

I want to make it clear once and for all, I'm not my wife's killer!

Is that clear? So stop saying that!

Don't even think that, you got it?

I cannot tolerate that... - Yes, I promise you.

Okay.

Does it upset you if I mention her?

Yes, of course, it really bothers me!

And I don't see any need to even bring it up!

I had a bad dream the other night.

We were at home, just you and me.

We were making love.

At that point I woke up.

I felt her hands on my neck all day long.

Do you get such strange dreams often?

You should take notes and write a book.

It'd be a hit.

- I'm scared for you, Giorgio. - No, darling, don't worry about me.

Everything will end soon and happily.

It's in their interest.

Your Honor? Honorable Mr. Magrini?

- What is it? - Your Honor!

Excuse me, Your Honor?

- See you tomorrow, Your Honor. - Thank you very much.

- I'm coming. - Sorry to bother you.

Good morning, Your Honor. - Good morning.

- Have you read the papers? - No, I do that in the evening.

Why? Has something happened?

The police are already after Darica.

If they find out where you hid him, I'll have your head cut off, understood?

Would you believe this...

racking my brains, dammit.

What's our current situation?

I've set him up in a safe place, but I think we shouldn't waste any more time.

You must get him to confess.

Darica will never confess to a crime he didn't commit to save us.

Are you really sure he didn't do it?

He can drive a car at 180 an hour but falls apart because of some nonsense.

I can't vouch for him, you know?

We found ourselves one hell of a troublemaker.

I knew it, sooner or later...

But this kind of mishap could've happened to anybody.

Did you talk to De Romanis?

- Yes, I did. - Good.

You did just right to tell him, meanwhile...

See those two jerks?

Such fine politicians!

I've often wondered if you're with me

because you love me or because you like me just enough.

Where are the batteries?

They're in the suitcase pocket.

Ah.

Here they are, you're right.

- Will you please listen to me? - Of course I'm listening. Go on.

Tell me.

Remember when we met at Andrea's party?

Yeah, I sure do.

It's already been two years.

You courted me mercilessly that night.

You told me you were a big shot.

But you never told me what kind of big shot you are.

I think I'd have a right to know more, don't you think?

Don't you have anything else to think about?

But what else have I got to think about?

What more do you need? You have a car, a house, money...

You have everything a woman like you could desire.

And, most importantly, you have a man who is trying to make you happy.

A man who has never hurt your feelings.

Maybe that isn't it?

1 get it, you don't trust me.

It's me who doesn't get what's going on in your head, bloody hell.

How are you, my friend?

Oh, I'm so glad to hear that.

Listen, are you still in touch with that friend of yours,

that theater director?

Sure, sure I do, Your Honor.

I'm at your complete disposal.

Of course, my respects.

A PLAY BY THE COFFIN THEATER COMPANY

Hello?

Yes, right away.

Malvestiti?

- Who is it? - Mr. Caronia.

- Hello? - How you doin', Malvestiti?

Good.

Listen, have you been working on any plays lately?

We're finishing the last rehearsals of a play

that we're going to stage this Saturday.

It's a psychological giallo with an interesting plot, you'll see.

Great. My best wishes to you, then.

You'll be among the guests of honor, naturally.

Hey, I need to ask you for a favor, Malvestiti.

It's a delicate matter, I can't tell you over the phone.

Yes, I'd better come to you.

All right, I'll meet you at the theater right away.

Alright, I'll be waiting. See you later.

This jerk's phone calls always mean trouble...

Let's see what happens.

Pass it.

Is this flick Italian?

Yeah, Italy produces more of these than Sweden and Denmark combined.

Want some?

I'm tired of this...

What time is it?

I don't know, the watch has stopped.

Time is just standing still...

It's afternoon, I guess. - Check out the sun, will you?

We're trapped, it's not possible.

We're locked in from all sides.

You checked all the doors, huh?

We're two mice, a male and a female,

there's nothing left to do but breed like crazy.

Given your virilty, we could set up a breeding farm.

Do you even realize how dumb you sound?

How the hell did I end up with you?

You still trust that imbecile attorney of yours!

- Sure, I trust the man. - We're stuck in here!

- Good idea you had! - Knock it off already!

I'm already pissed off on my own,

without you spouting off all these stupid ideas.

What do you expect me to do? To remain calm and quiet?

I can't take this anymore, do you get it?

If you're not the murderer... - What did you say?!

I knew it, you still can't get all those doubts out of your head.

What happens if they can't find you an alibi?

You'll go to jail, and I'll end up as a hooker!

Enough, I said!

Liz! Liz, stop!

Liz!

Liz!

Calm down Liz! - I want to leave!

I want to leave! - Calm down, I beg you!

- No! No! - Stop! Cut it out!

Have you gone mad? - I want to leave!

- We'll leave! We'll leave! - Let go of me! Let go of me!

Stop it!

Let me go!

- Stop it! - Let go of me! Let go of me!

No!

Let me go... - Calm down.

No, no, let go of me...

- Calm down. - Stop this...

Stop... - It's okay, Liz.

Try to relax.

Relax.

Like that.

Good.

Calm down.

Feeling better?

I understand how you feel.

You're right, darling.

I owe you an explanation.

It's only fair.

Now listen.

I want you to relax and listen to me.

You promise me?

Good.

They have to save me.

The lawyer is in as much trouble as I am.

In fact, more than me.

And above him, there are...

There are so many big shots involved you can't even imagine.

Why should I confess to a murder I didn't commit?

To protect the reputation of those sons of whores?

I won't.

My task is transporting drugs for them.

The business is worth billions.

This money is used for their political campaigns, and to keep many people quiet.

But more importantly, this money becomes capital

for investing in businesses and industries protected by their political contacts.

There you go, Liz.

Now you know everything.

Give me a cigarette.

Had they stuck to their usual shrewd methods,

they'd have killed me right away.

They haven't done it yet, so

that means they prefer to keep me out of trouble.

They need me.

How could I have missed that?

Did your wife know?

No, she didn't know anything.

I couldn't tell anyone.

She never asked how you made all that money?

Of course.

She asked me a few times, so I told her I was a sales representative.

All she wanted was to divorce me, though.

I made her happy by immediately filing legal paper.

Giorgio, you didn't tell me you were about to divorce her.

Yeah, I was going to tell you after it was all settled.

I was waiting for the ruling to surprise you.

I'm not going to marry you.

Getting married IS just a mistake.

It all ended right after we got married.

I love you.

Liz!

What's wrong with you?

Why did you scream?

Someone...

someone was in the room. - It must have been a dream.

There's nobody here, it must have been a nightmare.

There's no one here.

Look, there's nob...

No, Giorgio...

Here it's only us.

No, there's someone else, I saw a shadow running away.

You stay here, don't move under any circumstances, lock the door.

Understand?

- I'm going to have a look around. - No, please!

Don't leave me alone! - Do as I say, Liz.

Don't be scared, I'll be right back.

Is someone there?

Did I hit you too hard?

I'm sorry.

I forgot we had guests.

I mistook you for a thief.

I killed my wife and I don't regret it.

Her jealousy had made my life unbearable.

I'm the owner of this hotel.

Don't worry, I won't implicate you in the murder.

Come, come with me now.

- I'm here because... - Yes, you're a friend of Attorney Savara.

Come, lend me a hand.

Did you hear me?

We're both in the same boat.

Isn't that so?

Hurry up and don't make a sound.

She's over there, follow me.

Hurry up.

Bring me that chest over there.

What are you waiting for?

I'll help you.

Careful.

The back door, hurry.

Let's do it.

Go, go.

Careful and don't swing it.

Let's put it down for a second.

Wait.

The coast is clear.

Let's put it on that trolley.

Easy.

There, like that.

Let's go, come on.

Keep going.

That joke about the begging politician was funny!

Go on.

Do you know a good one about Herod or Pilate?

Was Jesus an anarchist, by the way?

- No way. - But they arrested him.

- They hate pacifists. - Damn, we need a revolution!

- The system stinks to high heaven! - Fuck the system!

They should start by getting rid of all those useless oxygen-suckers!

Speaking of which, they're stealing our air!

And our sea is filled with shit!

- Good evening. - Good evening to you.

Have you got a light?

You guys moving?

No. We're going to bury a corpse.

Nice, nice, get on with it.

- Goodbye. - Bye.

Come on, time to carry on.

A lot of freaking jokers around even at this time of night...

Come on, climb down.

Grab a shovel, let's cover it.

No one will find her here.

Now she belongs to the Sisters of the Blessed Virgin.

Marisa, my beloved.

Come, Mr. Darica, time to make a toast to love.

But we aren't finished yet...

Later. We have the whole night.

Liz.

Something...

Something terrible happened.

The owners are downstairs.

The owners of this hotel. - Are you sure of this?

Yes, of course I am.

I spoke to them.

I spoke to them.

Then your attorney lied.

He said the hotel was empty.

They're husband and...

and wife.

No, the wife he killed.

She's dead.

He slit her throat.

I...

I buried her corpse.

Giorgio, we must leave immediately.

No, no, it's not possible.

No, Liz.

We can't possibly leave.

I'm staying here.

Let's get dressed.

They're waiting for us.

They're waiting for us? To do what?

They want to talk to us.

And drink whiskey.

A toast to love.

Are you sure about this? Think for a minute.

I won't believe it until I see them.

All right, I'll get dressed.

Giorgio...

You were right.

There's someone in the hallway.

But who are you?

Where did you come from?

I'm Adele.

I am the daughter of the hotel owner, the man who was with you a few minutes ago.

But you're alive?

What about the others under contract? Are they alive?

Are you certain you're actually alive?

Giorgio!

Now go, that's your woman looking for you.

No, there's nobody here.

But I heard you speaking.

And who was I speaking to?

- Do you have a fever? - Stop treating me

as if I was a madman.

Giorgio, where are you? Giorgio?

I'm here, calm down.

Why are you shaking like this? Wait, I'll get the lighter.

Where are they?

They're expecting us in the lounge.

I guess...

God, I feel sick...

Giorgio, they could at least show up.

Hey, where are you?

Come meet us!

I beg you, let's lock ourselves in our room!

Try to calm down.

Come to think of it, I'll go look for them.

Take the lighter.

PRIVATE

No, I don't believe in ghosts.

They don't exist.

They have never existed.

I'm not crazy. I heard Giorgio talking to someone.

Why did he deny it?

Liz!

Where are you?

Liz, where are you?

Why are you looking for her?

What do you want from her?

Where is she?

She's using her arts of seduction to take Adolfo away from me.

Where is she?

They're in one of the eighty rooms of the hotel,

making love, I guess. - You're mad.

- Making love, you get that? - No...

- Love. - You're insane, all of you!

Crazy, us? Did you take a good look in the mirror?

Why are you so distraught?

You look like you have something to hide.

Find that parasite of yours and take her away.

Just leave us in peace.

Liz?

Liz!

Where are you?

I'm looking for my wife.

Do you know where I can find her?

Your wife?

But wasn't your wife murdered?

How do you know that?

I heard my father telling the woman he has with him.

Did he say that I'm the murderer?

No, he didn't say that.

But where am I?

When...

Where are we?

Look at me.

You see me,

tell me what I look like. - Do you want to know if you're human?

Answer me!

Me, how do I appear?

Can you see the way I look?

Answer me!

Of course I can see the way you look,

but I can't tell if you lack something inside.

But...

I don't understand anything anymore.

I'm going mad.

Hey, would you hand me that robe?

Did you hear me? Would you hand me that robe?

There, there, it's on the chair.

Where has reality gone?

You are taking a bath in the middle of the night,

in this absurd room.

Meanwhile, your father...

Your father...

My father killed my mother.

You helped him bury her body.

Was it a nice funeral?

It will be a perfect crime if you didn't leave any fingerprints.

- That woman with your father... - That bitch.

She must have told you that my father and Liz

are making love in one of the eighty rooms of the hotel.

You feel bad about it, huh?

Yes.

Yes.

But you...

How do you know all this?

Do you love her?

Maybe.

I don't know.

But where are they? - That I do not know.

Even if I knew, what would you do? Would you kill me?

What's the use, she can go with as many men as she wants,

but she'll always come back to you.

You can't get rid of her.

Now what do you want?

Now I want you to tell me what's going on in here.

Answer me.

Answer me!

I want to know.

Ask yourself nothing and you will escape your anguish.

Since my father is making love to your woman, why don't you make love to me?

Come into my arms, I'm alive to love you.

Liz?

Liz?

What do you want?

So you're the ghost walking down the hallway.

Who the hell are you?

What's going on?

I saw Giorgio coming out of this room, what were you two doing together?

Giorgio is my kind of man, he makes love wonderfully.

I had never made love with a killer, his blood is different,

hotter.

Giorgio is not a murderer.

He didn't kill his wife.

How do you know?

Did he tell you that?

I can't believe a real man like him would trust you.

What do you want from him?

Leave Giorgio alone or else! - Or else what?

What are you going to do?

Going to the police is useless.

I know the truth.

Can't you see it's time to step aside and leave us alone?

Go away!

Hello, Mr. Darica.

I haven't done anything!

I swear I haven't done anything!

They committed a massacre over there!

They're all dead, I saw the bodies!

But I didn't do anything! I didn't kill them!

You only committed one crime.

Your wife. - No, it's not true! No!

No, no...

- Come on, confess. - No! It's not true!

It's not true...

No...

No!

Keep an eye on him.

He hasn't confessed.

I guarantee he sounded sincere.

You made me try my way, but I was wrong.

Well, you've turned him into a nervous wreck.

It doesn't mean you failed, but...

Come.

You did end up with a good result.

Look here.

The cut looks the same as the wound on the body of Darica's wife.

You mean that...

Darica had a bloodstained razor in his hand while he leaving the hotel.

It was the razor used to simulate Liz's murder.

Adolfo dropped it; Darica picked it up while fleeing.

No, he didn't drop it.

That element was part of your plan to unmask or frame your man.

Thing is, Darica held it in his right hand.

What are you getting at?

Where's Darica's girlfriend?

Attorney!

Good morning, Inspector.

I should question the actors first, but I'd rather start with you.

As you wish, I'm at your complete disposal.

How did this affair begin?

The other night, at the theater, a man came to see me.

No, no, it is absolutely impossible.

I have my actors ready to go on stage this Saturday.

I can't force this disturbing play on them, not to mention the risks involved.

Turn off that projector and go home.

I'm sorry, but I can't do anything for you.

Also, I don't want any trouble whatsoever.

I am responsible for everyone, be it the actors or the crew.

You can't ask that of me.

After all the sacrifices we have made, we don't want to be set up by the police.

Understood, but we won't allow you any more public funding.

Agreed, Mr. Director?

You can go.

Did he confess?

Yes, he confessed.

Come, I want to show you what I found in his suitcase.

I found a folder full of documents.

I wouldn't want to...

You were confident that, by terrorizing him, Giorgio would confess to his crime.

You succeeded.

Giorgio was right, you are devilishly clever.

Such a ghastly fate, poor Adele.

She lived this make-believe until she fell victim to it.

Forgive me.

I killed your wife.

I was obsessed with the idea that you might return to her.

You were in Milan? When did you get back?

Mr. Darica.

You're free to go.

After you.

Commissioner? Come here, please.

Here I am.

Good morning, Your Honor.

Dear Commissioner, I thank you for everything you

have done for my convenience.

Darica.

Hop in, dear boy.

My respects, Your Honor.

That dirty son of a bitch...

Subtitled by Francesco Massaccesi