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The following is a true story.

A series of actual events in the life of Luciano Lutri, international thief.

Hi, Lutri. Morning.

Here I am, boys. Wake up, boy. Wake up.

What do you mean, wake up? I haven't been to bed yet.

In this environment of poverty and depression, violence was an everyday

occurrence to Luciano.

It was his birthright.

Ciao, Papa. See you Monday.

How much?

Eight hundred.

Ciao, Carla. Coming to San Remo. I'd like to, but I can't. I'm working.

Come on. To hell with work.

Sure. And when the doctor from the association checks up, what's then?

Who cares? Let's go.

Let's see if you'll let me pass him.

Oh, no. Milk here, too.

Milk everywhere. Milk tastes like gasoline.

I hate you, milk.

Stop. Stop here.

You must be mad. This place is too expensive. Come on. Leave the fleabags

yokels.

My name is Leo.

Looks like he scored.

Gentlemen.

Whiskey. Give me a glass of cold milk.

Put a big stick in it. On me.

Aren't you going to buy me a whiskey?

Here, have a cigarette instead.

How about that, huh?

Yeah.

I'm going to the casino.

Might as well get rid of this bankroll there.

Wait a minute. We haven't had our drinks yet.

How would you like a whiskey, sir? Straight or with ice?

I'll take it with ice.

I can see, don't you?

Come on, knock it off. I've already told you I'm from Vogel. No, you're kidding.

So you're foreign, eh?

Come on, quit your kidding. Buy me a drink.

You mean you're thirsty already?

Thank you.

Give me some mineral water.

But why not?

Here's why not. You were very rude to me earlier.

You had some nerve asking me to die.

But I didn't realize. I didn't recognize you there.

I apologize.

Please dance with me.

Very well. I will accept your kind apology.

Shall we?

Under the lights, you glitter like a diamond in a shop on the Via Monte

Napoleone.

I really mean it.

Well, no one ever paid me a compliment like that.

Are you a jeweler by trade, then?

No, I've got the chain of stores, but I'm in the grocery line.

Oh.

What's your name?

Professionally, I'm Yvonne, according to the program here.

But actually, my name is Angela.

Ah, two nice names.

But I like Angela better.

Yes,

you do too.

told me what your name is yet.

Luciano Lutri.

Lutri? Hungarian by origin.

You know, someday I plan to have a club of my own.

With singers?

Singers, strippers, as long as it's classy.

Be nice, huh?

Yeah, not a bad idea.

Stop here. This is my boarding house.

Just a little uneasy, that's all.

And unhappy.

Excuse me.

Out with it.

What's it about?

Nothing. There is a man waiting for me that's annoying, that's all. I find him

everywhere. There he is.

Who is he?

Oh, that's Franco. We've been kind of acquainted about a year.

He's only been out of prison about a week.

Ever since he got out of prison, he's been hanging around my place.

He's just a cheap gangster.

I know what we'll do then.

We'll go along to my hotel.

Okay? What about my things? Ah, we'll send a porter around to get them.

Luciano, coming?

Where to? What do you mean? To Milan.

I'm not going.

Tell my old man I've got influenza.

Tell me, where'd you put the car?

Over there.

And you?

I've lifted another one. You two, get another along the way.

Hey, Luciano, will you take care of the hotel bill? Me? Lost our last lira. No.

Look here, I haven't any cash left, and I'm staying here with Ivan.

Let's give out. No, no, I'm staying. And what will you do about money?

I'll find someone and make a loan.

Ask Ivan.

No, I can't do that. She's my guest. Don't tell me. It's serious.

It could be.

Ciao, ciao. And remember that there is waiting.

Excuse me. Can I help you?

Signorina Fazzini registered here. Her first name is Ivan. Yes, who is calling?

The name is Signor Franco. I have a most important message.

Give me 121.

Pronto.

Mr. Franco is here at the desk.

Yes.

The young lady can't see you. Excuse me, but may I speak to her? Thank you.

Pronto?

I take it you have a new boyfriend and don't have time for me.

I see.

You might have said goodbye when you cleared out so suddenly.

Well, so you're living at a grand hotel and have an old man to foot the bill.

You're still a big cow, is that plain?

Yes. A big cow and completely untalented. What are you saying? You

if I am a crook and have a record, I am still a lot better than you. You're

nothing but a whore. You were insulting.

Get out or I'll have you thrown out.

Hey, Luciano.

Ah, finally.

You look annoyed.

You're late. Come on.

You are annoyed.

Is it Franco? Have you quarreled with him over me?

What Franco? I don't even know the guy.

Let's go.

Call the porter. I'm going to settle the bill.

Milan Zurich Express is leaving on platform 7.

Police.

I'm sorry, signorina, but you'll have to come with us to the station for a few

formalities.

But my train's about to leave. I'm on my way to Switzerland.

Sorry. But I'm going to Switzerland to work. I'm not going for enjoyment.

Besides, I'm going to meet my fiancé who's going with me.

Luciano. What is it? It's the police. They want to take me in.

What for?

Why, I don't know. But the train's departing. I have the luggage. I don't

what they want.

Your pardon. In fact, it would be better if you came along, too.

Oh, why?

To explain things. It's in your own interest.

Come on.

Let's go.

Porter.

Tell the truth.

It was Franco who smashed that jeweler's window in San Remo.

I know a thing.

What have I got to do with Franco Magni?

Don't you live with him at the hotel?

Now, wait. I left the hotel because Franco Magni gave me a hard time.

And besides, he's no longer a friend of mine and he means absolutely nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

Okay. But watch out if you're not telling the truth.

window several times. Have a good look at that.

I don't think it was either of them.

Over there.

Now, can you see better?

It's not them.

He was different.

All right, boys, you can go.

You, come with me.

Ciao, Franco. Good luck.

Keep out of trouble, all right?

Thank you. We'll do our best to travel.

You know my fiancé?

Franco Magno. Glad to know you. Sorry, Luciano Lutri. Congratulations.

Take care of him.

Oh, he'll take care of me. Don't forget he's not a member, which is our only

gang. Nor is he involved in any of your crooked business, understand?

Hurry up. The train for Zurich leaves before long.

Che cosa c 'è?

C 'è che mi sono innamorata di te.

C 'è che io ora vivo bene, se solo stiamo

insieme, se solo ti ho vicino.

a first -class nightclub. You cheated her. But you can't do this. It's a

of contract.

Dammit, I gave up everything a month ago so as to launch you, and you let

yourself be cheated this way.

I'll split the skull of the first one who steps in here.

Why can't you go away?

Please go and leave me in peace.

What is happening to you?

You ask me that?

It was you that robbed that jeweler in San Remo.

Why do you say that?

What about this axe you carry along?

I know Franco used to smash jeweler's windows with a slingshot.

Oh, I wanted someone like you. With your face and your eyes and everything else

you've got. But I want someone without a police record.

But you're my woman, Angela.

Here, take this.

Wipe your eyes.

Or else all your eye shadow will run all down your face.

Luciano.

Why must you always take me riding in a machine that's been stolen?

Franco, when he drove me, when he took me to my show, or went out, he used his

own car.

But when you do a job, it's in a stolen car.

And there are times when I'm not sure whether I'm in a stolen car or not.

Elise, will you knock it off with that Franco bit?

I'm different.

Luciano Lutri.

He can teach me a thing.

Then let's say goodbye.

Ciao!

A bit.

I'm afraid. Slow down. If I slow down, they'll get us.

Just pretend we're innocent.

How can I pretend innocence?

My pocket is full of jewels.

Give them here.

Give them here.

Hurry up.

The others.

Give me the axe, Luciano. Why take the axe, huh?

I didn't use it. If they find it, the police will suspect you. It's under your

seat. Oh.

Slow down.

What of the sweat?

Luciano. Where are you going?

What? I'm going back to get the watches. No point letting them go to waste.

Why not?

You're crazy.

Luciano, what are you doing?

How much did you pay for it?

200 francs. The last of our cash.

Wait a second.

Now slip it on your finger.

Oh, no, Gianno. That's the wedding ring thing.

Sure. Because I'm marrying.

But you've got to promise not to keep on nagging.

How about a cup of coffee?

No, no, no.

Huh?

Stop. You're my wife now.

You're not my mistress to be waiting on. Oh!

Hey, you heard me.

It's your fault you can't even make a cup of coffee.

Get a move on. I've got to go out.

I've got to make some money.

You promised me you'd stop. First, I want to give you a fur coat.

Then, if you like, I'll go back and work in the dairy.

Huh.

Finish the game. Get it over with.

You can't pin this on me. I've got a cast iron alibi.

Besides, when they broke into the gun shop, I was right here with the

You know, the one from your district.

You can check on him.

And where is the sergeant now?

Sergeant.

Yes, I know him.

Listen, this guy says he was playing here with you yesterday around six.

Yes, that's right.

Well, if the superintendent wants to see you, where should he find you? Oh, I'm

here any night around this time.

time you'd be better off checking in a dairy instead of in a billion room.

What do you mean by that?

Nothing.

I'm just saying that you might get lucky.

The one next to it.

Okay.

We'll wait a few minutes to move. Just to be positive Colasanti's car has

reached its position.

Hello, Luciano. Get away. It's the police.

Yes.

Looks as though he started to go in for it seriously.

He's never been able to play an instrument, not even this.

But in the end, he'll learn.

What's the headline? The Stan Gonsola test.

Who is it?

His name is Luciano Lutring. I never heard of it. Must be some stupor other.

It seems he stole some guns and hid them in a violin case.

Stan Gonsola. It could be a nice story, you know.

What about it? What's been set up so far in the late news column?

Not much so far. Just a suicide and a kidnapping.

Well...

All right, take this to the composing room and have them set up five columns

the Stengon soloists. Okay, right away. Hello?

Will you please get me police headquarters?

It is your name is in the papers. If you want to sleep here in peace, it'll cost

you 50 ,000 lira. Okay, tomorrow I'll pull a job and pay you.

Sure you will.

You promised faithfully when we were married you wouldn't pull any more jobs.

You swore, Luciano.

A bed only cost me 2 ,000 lira then.

Now I have to pay 50 ,000.

I must earn that, don't I? I do a striptease.

Huh? What's the difference between a striptease and a smash and grab?

None, huh? Besides, a husband should provide.

But not here in Milan. It's too dangerous. They all know you here.

Tomorrow I'll go to Trieste, okay?

But don't take my car, please. The installment is due.

All right, then. I'll steal a much faster one.

But don't drive over 60. You worry me. Promise you won't race.

Much better to speed than end in jail.

Well, Inspector, there's nothing against me this time, is there? Maybe not armed

robbery, but attempted rape, yes.

I'm charging him, okay?

Don't let him get away.

Get going, Franco. Take a powder.

Making out all right.

Listen, Ivan.

Where's your husband hiding, hmm?

Yeah, get lost.

Meanwhile, you carry on with Franco.

Are you mad?

You mean you didn't see me there straggling? Just look at what he's done

Go see what I've done to his face.

Go on. No, this isn't fair. It really isn't fair.

Listen, I... I won't say anything to your husband about

Franco.

But where is he?

I don't know.

I could make an unfavorable report, shall I?

Get lost.

How would you like to be on television?

Sit down.

All right, let's have it. What's your plan?

I want to arrange a raid in the middle of Milan, in via Montenapolioni. It must

be done at noon.

And why then?

I'll tell you why.

Because at that time, all the women are out shopping.

With all that excitement going on, you can imagine how they're panicked.

You block the street with the cars.

We've pulled the job.

And we'll get away in the general confusion.

Why, in those stores is loot worth just hundreds and hundreds of millions.

Do you agree?

Well, count me in.

Because he's clever enough and the boy's very lucky.

Listen, Luciano, you're young.

Jewels worth 300 million when we've got them. Fetch about 50 million on the

market. You pay lookouts, buy equipment.

The grand scale is more fun.

but more expensive.

Maybe so.

But so far, my take has always amounted to a flat 50%. That was pretty empty.

In Monte Napoleone, we're dealing with jewelers that can be recognized.

You familiar with the submachine gun?

Huh? No.

I had one, but I had to leave it behind for the police to help me get away.

That means you're a smash and grabber.

Very well. Let's think about it, shall we?

We find gunmen.

Then you and I meet and talk it over.

I like the idea of pulling a job in the middle of Milan at noon. The higher you

set your sights today, the better your chances.

You're on the ball, Luthering. When are you going to pull?

Saturday.

It's a little early. You'll need a month to prepare the ground.

We'll meet when the practice begins.

Okay.

Say, Luthering.

I have a little story to pass on that was told to a friend of ours.

That your wife is having an affair with Franco of course or Navarro. In fact, he

said but only caught them in bed together It was at your place Maybe it's

true Anyway, I you know

It's

a good plan but we'll pull it ourselves the man's too unstable with the police

at his heels

But that makes it more convenient for us. He'll be the stooge.

We'll let him turn up ten minutes later, and he'll be caught.

No!

It's not true. Believe me, it isn't. I didn't do it, Luciano.

It's the cops who tramped up the whole story.

Because... Because I wouldn't tell them where you had gone.

No,

Luciano. Luciano, I really didn't. That snake forced his way into the house.

But I did nothing.

I swear it. Nothing.

Dammit, you should have told me.

It was Franco.

He did it because he was jealous.

He's the one who did it all.

I've got a deal to put to you.

What is it?

I have some merchandise I've got to get rid of quickly.

Lutring has nothing to do with this. This is all on my own.

Okay. Cool. Really.

Contraband.

I told you you have nothing to worry about.

You should.

Guaranteed.

Sixty seconds to go.

Start off slowly and get in formation with the others when it turns green.

After the job, all get back in cars one and two and leave the other.

Get your memory back. What are you talking about?

Go on. Easy with your hands. He's still got open wounds. Get him down.

What,

isn't Lutring in on it? No, Lutring's not in on it, but it suits us to spread

the word he is.

We're after him, but we can't catch him. We've got to make those who are in on

it think that we're on the wrong track.

Here's Inspector Moroni now.

Tell us, Inspector, what's new in the Montagnone home?

Give us a statement.

Put them in my office.

Moroni, you know I'm innocent.

Yes, I'm innocent.

You know I'm innocent.

Are you a police officer?

No, why? Ah, no.

No reason. I simply thought that you could be interested in news of my

that's all.

His name is Luciano Lutri.

Then why have you followed me for two hours?

Just a second, Mrs. Lutri.

You want to give me some information?

Go right ahead.

Well, the hospital just discharged Franco of Navarra, no?

And Luciano is jealous because before we were married, Franco and I had a

little, well, little love affair.

Yes, and Franco was stabbed by your husband.

No, I don't believe that story.

My Luciano told me he didn't have anything to do with that stabbing and he

wouldn't tell me a lie.

Let's forget that and come to the point.

Because there is a reason.

Well... Well, seeing that Franco has been

bothering me again since he came out and I told Luciano when he telephoned.

Anyway, Luciano said he wanted to get him.

So I thought that if you wanted...

You could pick a Franco.

And there is Luciano.

Ah, so you're cooperating with us, huh?

Yes, cooperating.

Yes, I'm cooperating.

But promise that you'll take him alive, all right?

Ah, don't worry. I'll tell Moroni that's the condition, and I'm sure that he'll

agree.

Well, ciao.

Now listen, listen, just a second.

Mrs. Lutri, if you go on.

Then it'll be necessary that I continue to follow you. Then how can I telephone?

Right.

Well, I'll tell you what. Look, there's a bar there. Let's go in and have a

coffee. And then while you're telephoning, I'll stop here and wait for

you can start shadowing me, okay? Okay. Yes.

After all, a job's a job, huh? Sure is.

What would you like?

I think just a black coffee for me.

And you, sir? A brandy and coffee for me. Yes, sir.

Have you a telephone here? Right over there, sir.

Ah, thank you.

Would you excuse me a second?

Take your time. It's quite all right with me.

Can I have a light?

She wouldn't give her name. She's very nervous.

Oh, so it's you. Can't I be left in peace in my own home? I'm sorry, but

urgent. Wait down at Headwater. No, I can't go there.

Nobody must know we're in this together.

If Luciano finds out, he'll kill me.

No, we're not in this together.

In your own interest and your husband's, you volunteered some information and

we've accepted it. That's all there is to it.

What's this call about?

Inspector, Luciano should be meeting me tonight at the club where I sing.

Late, I'd say.

Very well. I'll take steps. No, wait, Inspector. I have a favor to ask. Well?

What is it?

Well, before he's arrested, I'd like time to make love.

I mean, after all, we're married. Yes, yes, I know. And he'll be in jail for

many years. Very well.

We'll take it easy and I'll get going. Thank you, Inspector.

Yes, yes. Don't worry. We'll do as you say. Good luck. And one more thing.

You mustn't shoot him, all right?

The only reason I'm doing this is to keep him alive. Only if he shoots first.

No, no. He's unarmed. I swear to you.

Lut rings at the Montemelo with his wife.

I'd like to get over there with a squad of men.

No.

You two go alone.

Let him get away.

But take a reporter along with you.

I want the news to leak out that he's on the run and we're after him.

I'm puzzled.

Are we supposed to let the press make us a laughingstock?

Is that what you're after?

That's it.

Precisely.

First we've got to catch the big fish, then the small fry.

Luthering is just a red herring for us.

Besides, if his wife's seen with us, we can pick him up whenever we want to.

If Luthering fires?

No, no, there's no danger. He's not armed.

Now, you try to be there at one o 'clock on the dot.

At five to one, I'll warn him that you're coming, so he'll have time to get

dressed and get away.

He'll be making love with his wife.

Okay, off with you now. Call me.

Yes, sir.

This is Moroni.

At 5 to 1, call that friend at Monte Merlos and tell him to warn Lutering

coming. At 5 to 1, okay?

It's too early to be able to say. But is it the same Monday gang?

Yes, it looks like it.

Is Luthering in this thing, would you say? Could be.

Here's one of the watches stolen by my husband at the same time the Monday gang

was in action.

It follows, if he smashed the window the same day and at exactly the same time

as the Monday gang, you can't suspect it.

Obviously.

When will you see him?

I don't know. The man's afraid.

He doesn't suspect anything, but he's afraid just the same.

Let's go inside there.

Here.

What's this?

50 ,000 lira.

Because you've told us the truth.

And if we haven't caught your husband yet, I have to admit, it is all our own

fault.

You mustn't do this.

I won't take it.

I'm not a paid informer for the police yet.

You think I'm betraying, but I'm not.

It's only because I love him. Because I only want him to give all this up,

understand? I'll never give evidence against him. Get that straight.

Waiter. Yes, madame. What will you have?

A coffee, thanks. Two coffees.

Mrs. Luthering, all information is paid for.

Whatever the reason for its being given.

Do what you like with it, but don't ask me to take it back. Because the

administration will get all messed up.

Besides, why not take it?

It's like you offer me coffee.

And yet, it doesn't mean we should consider ourselves friends.

Or accomplices.

That's just the way you see it. I don't agree.

Listen.

You must tell me all the jobs he pulls before he does them, if possible.

Otherwise, the judge might think he's in with those who are robbing the banks.

Is that clear?

I'm afraid that's quite clear.

Fine.

Aren't you going to have your coffee?

No, thanks. I don't want any.

Be careful and stay in town.

You're the robber's wife, and if you leave, I'll have to pull you in.

I cannot say you're working with us.

Listen, Maroni.

Should I be arrested, would... Would it mean jail?

I'm not sure. I don't know.

Anyway, I'm not leaving Milan. Good girl.

Ciao, eh?

Pardon me, but this money.

Ah. Keep the change.

Thank you.

A first class ticket to Como and return.

Remember your promise, Luciano. Which one?

What do you mean, which one? Not to pull a job here while I'm working.

When I take a few days off, you look so washed out.

Promise me.

Telephone. All right. Ciao.

Luciano, Luciano, no!

Look, I'm working here. I've got a contract to sing.

What's the matter? Are you afraid I'm going to start robbing the joint?

She was threatening to send for her husband, Lutering.

Let's go. Don't make a scene. Come along nice and quiet. It's not fair. Go on.

It's not fair.

So, we'll be at the spot at five o 'clock with two cars.

Then one will go straight to Piazza Castello.

And when we're outside Rodolfi's, the jeweler's, me, Vergola, and Estoni will

open fire.

While the other two continue firing to frighten the people away, I'll grab the

loot.

How do you like the idea?

Huh? What do you think?

It's a good idea, but why do you insist on using a machine gun?

Because I've decided I won't work without one.

Then at least you'll have to learn how to use one. Or else you'll be killing

innocent bystanders just to grab a handful of rings.

People who have nothing to do with it.

Give me a loaded clip.

No, no, no, no. Give it to me.

Now watch. You have to set your shoulder tight against the butt and grip it hard

with your hands like this. Or in the belly, see? In this position.

When you squeeze the trigger, take it easy.

Or else the whole clip will be used up.

When this beauty's in your hands... You have to play it easy.

It's just as well always to keep a few bullets in reserve. You never can tell.

Here.

Fire at that tree trunk.

Pretty good, eh?

Give me another one.

Careful, Luthering.

Shooting a machine gun's just as bad as cocaine.

statement for the papers.

The judge found me innocent.

But not your husband.

He's a good boy.

Luciano's not a bandit, you know. And I'm sure he'll not go to jail for ten

years just for stealing a few jewels. But they are worth millions.

And ten years is always too much. Well, let's skip that. Anyway, have you got

any hopes for seeing your husband?

Of course, if he's in Milan.

But perhaps he isn't. Where is he, then?

Why are you asking me that? Are you a reporter or a policeman? No, listen, I

only meant that...

Just who is she? An actress or what? No, she's married to a gangster. Same

thing, though.

Wait, Mrs. Ludring. Please, just one question.

Mrs.

Ludring, one moment, please.

Hey, vaccine.

Vaccine. Get away fast.

And are you going to be Alessandra?

No, I'm a telecaster.

Would you be interested in appearing tonight in television?

Tonight?

On television?

Yes. But there isn't much time now.

Because I'd have to try out songs.

Besides, my voice gets deeper in jail.

But you don't understand. I don't need you to sing.

At the trial, you said you hoped against hope that your husband would give

himself up. Well, this evening, we'd like you to invite your husband to give

himself up over the television.

Naturally, this will be regarded as work.

And our company is prepared to give you adequate payment for your time.

Let's see. Shall we say 300 ,000 lire?

Very well.

I'll do it. Thank you, Mrs. Luthering. It will help your husband, you'll see.

Yes.

And besides, we've had so many expenses.

You'll pay in advance?

As you wish, of course.

Very well.

It's a deal.

It's a name that causes a shudder whenever you hear it.

Whenever it's mentioned. But at the same time, there is someone who has other

feelings whenever she hears it. Apprehension, anxiety, nostalgia.

Ivan Luthering.

He's the wife.

Good evening, Mrs. Lutring.

Good evening.

Nervous? You seem a little nervous. Don't worry.

Tell me, what sort of a feeling do you get from being called Mrs. Lutring?

A name that's, well, become notorious.

Well, for me, I'm not a bit scared.

Because I know him.

If somehow you could turn the clock back.

Tell me, would you marry the same man over again?

I don't know.

I had quite different ideas, you know that.

You see, I'm a singer.

And when I met Luciano, I sang for a living.

But seeing he's mine, I'll keep him.

Why, after what he's done?

I know he's done things.

But not everything they say.

Sometimes the police are worse than him.

They're such liars you can't imagine.

Still, it was precisely the statements made by the police at the trial that led

to the case against you and your husband in Parma being withdrawn.

Yes, that's true. But I gave my husband ten years.

Ten years. That's too much.

Do you think your husband will have heard about the sentence?

It's hard to say. I don't know.

Do you think your husband is before a TV set at this moment listening to you?

Who knows?

He could.

Speak to him. Talk with him. Say something to him.

What will I say?

Whatever you want to.

Shall I speak what you told me to speak?

You say whatever you wish to say.

Luciano.

Listen, Luciano.

If you love me, really love me, go to the police and give yourself up.

Why don't you stop this?

Terrible life you're leading.

Why don't you rest a bit?

Pretend you're a prisoner of war.

Ten years will go past soon.

You'll see.

And I'll wait for you so when you get out, I'll be there waiting for you,

Luciano.

Then we can be together.

I'll wait for you. Go to the police, Luciano.

I'll be waiting for you.

This is our new client. His name is Luciano Lutring.

He is here from Italy.

Age, 26.

A part of a new wave of criminals now making their way here.

You mean a criminal common market?

Yes, up to now the Italians have been out of it, but Monsieur Lutring is

the criminal's common market.

He's a loner, a man with not much courage, and rather nervous. But

this reason, he's all the more dangerous for us. Because as we know, they're the

ones who shoot most readily.

This is his lovely wife, an ex -singer in nightclubs. And Lutring, in his

primitive psychology, steals jewels in order to keep on a par with his wife's

good looks.

To bolster his ego. He's a handsome man.

Seems impossible for such a head to have such a twisted brain.

That's what I think, too, when I see a face like his.

But there's always a reason.

Inherited disease, alcoholism. For some time now, he's been drinking quite a

lot. And in my opinion, he'll become a killer sooner or later. That's why we're

taking an interest in him.

Besides, the criminals here will make him work under special conditions.

That way, he could easily become a killer.

We'll have to increase the taking of film in our streets, then, hoping to

him in good company.

He's trying to sell some jewels. But naturally, no one wants to buy them, eh?

Oh, he's asking a high price, and nobody here trusts him yet. Oh, it appears

he's going around here, too, in a white Alfa Romeo.

That'll make it easier to spot him.

It is, Arno.

You're not Parisian, eh?

No, I just work here.

Yeah, what kind of work when you run from the cops, eh?

Maybe our kind.

I haven't any residence permit to work.

I'm Italian and unemployed.

Well, if it happens again, don't panic. They're just trying to get some mug

shots.

It seems that things are getting a bit hot here lately.

Leave me alone to play a piece, huh?

Don't you care for Paris?

Not much.

It's rainy and cold.

Have you only murders on your record?

No.

We can get along then.

I'm thinking of a trip to the Côte d 'Azur. Interested?

Why not?

Where are men?

You want to play now?

Hey, young man.

You want to be arrested for begging?

Clean this sidewalk up and beat it, quickly.

Keep moving.

Keep moving.

come tomorrow.

I'll make you an offer then. No!

Leave the jewels with me.

What for?

I'll explain.

We've been sectioning Paris into areas for some time now.

You're not authorized to work here, so these jewels must go to the area agent.

What do you mean, area agent? I was the one who took the reasons.

I stole them and they're mine.

So they're yours.

If they aren't, then they're nobody's. Not even the jewelers.

Lettering. Take my advice and get out of Paris.

You're nothing.

Because the big newspapers are writing you up, don't let your head get big.

Bobino, these pockets are full of jewels, but I'm hungry.

For three days I've been trying to sell them.

You're started, that Latrine.

I'll hand you over to the cops and then you leave.

Nobody will buy your goods.

You can try at the banks, but you're alone.

The Moroccan and Corso aren't worth a sou.

If you want to try the banks alone, you can do so.

But jewels in your hands are just nothing. Mere stones.

You can chuck them away if you want to. I'll give you some friendly advice.

Look, give them to me. I'll give you 500 new francs. You'll be able to eat, to

sleep, eh?

To buy a one -way ticket to Amsterdam.

I can find you a nice quiet job in Amsterdam and you'll be money ahead.

Come on, give them to me, Le Très.

Damn you, Le Très!

Take your stones!

Milan.

I'm sorry, but your name's not on the passenger list. Forgive me.

Here it's this one

Eat

it, it's fresh

Paris then. A friend will bring you a passport.

It's forged, of course, but perfect like mine.

Try some.

Once you arrive in Paris, hop a taxi.

Go to the Place Pigalle.

You'll see your picture outside the Mayfair.

On your picture, write your address. But why?

So I can find you.

But why don't you tell me right now where you're going so I don't have to

around the town alone?

We can't trust anyone.

And it's not just a question of trust. You know, I change beds every night. At

least I have the cash.

No.

Luciano, no.

No, not with a gun. What are you saying? I'm scared.

No. You promised me. No, I can't. It's part of me. I couldn't live. No. Please,

Luciano. Oh, God.

Inspector Maroni, it's urgent.

What are you doing?

Hello, Inspector.

Let me speak to Inspector Maroni.

Where have I seen that face?

I've seen it someplace.

She's certainly a beautiful young lady.

No, I don't mean her. Who's he?

He's someone I know.

But where have I seen him? At any rate, we'll follow him night and day. He's

moved in with an Italian, a bank clerk. No record.

Ah, you know who that funny face is with Mrs. Lutring?

That's Maroni, chief inspector in Milan.

I bet anything he's here to try to get Lutring back to Italy.

With her assistance.

for that, isn't it?

Good evening, Julien.

We meet at last. What are you doing in Paris, Moroni? Well, I've heard such a

lot about Pigalle.

You won't believe this, but I've never managed to get here before.

May I offer you an Italian coffee?

Near here, there's a bistro where they make real espresso.

We can also take the opportunity of talking shop a bit. Yes.

Angela!

Let's get out of here. I'm frightened.

I've been waiting for you ten days without caring about the risk. I know,

darling, but let's go. I'm scared.

All right.

Any news of Mrs. Lutry?

Yes, she's in Paris.

I heard she was. One of our men has been following her. It appears that there's

someone who's trying very hard to make us lose sight of her.

Ah.

Listen, Julian.

We're both old hands at the game, and it's to both our interests to catch him.

Otherwise, he'll come out the winner.

Let's see now. Yes, you're right. I'm completely in accord.

Let's talk about it.

Please, I beg you, now put it down. Unless I drink, I lose my courage.

Come on, drink.

It won't be tea.

Remember, in those days, I was a good boy.

room for you tonight.

Not for Luciano Lutring.

If you expect a bed in this hotel, you'll have to pay.

How much?

I demand an advance 3 ,000 francs for one night.

Luciano, what is it in lira?

Over 300 ,000 lira.

We work for them, I guess.

A safe night is more valuable than money.

If people like you don't sleep, they come to a bad end.

I'm sorry.

We're 500 francs short.

It's all I've got.

Good night

You've

earned millions of Lear

This is what we've come to.

Tomorrow we'll go away.

Where can we go?

We'll rent a house of our own.

Outside Paris.

I had hoped we could return to Milan.

Can you imagine the price of a safe trip to Milan?

Two million lira.

That much, there's only one way to get it.

Vedin, do me a favor, huh?

Get a photo made from that film of Mrs. Littring arriving at the Gare de Lyon.

You recall it. Yes.

Then call your friend the reporter on Francois.

Jacques Lorrain. Yes, that's the one. See that he gets the photograph and

it on the front page.

But the same photograph will show the face of Inspector Moroni. Of course,

that's the idea.

Only you and Lorrain mustn't say who it is in the picture with Mrs. Littring.

It's enough for Lutring to find out that Moroni and she got here together.

He'll know who he is. But be careful. No scandal of any sort, understand?

Yes, I've got a feeling that Lutring won't manage to get back home.

He might, it's hard to say.

Those jewels certainly make your mouth water.

I've one more very important favor to ask of you, Baudin.

Lutring's young friend, Corso.

Have him set free and ask him on my personal behalf and in his own interest.

To go to Lutring and convince him to try a smash and grab at Cartier's. It can

be done.

But see here, what new is it? What is it?

Well, the hitch is that Corso would have to present Lutring with a genuine idea

that's foolproof for raiding Cartier's. Then how about planning something?

Who? Why, you and Corso, I should imagine. You certainly ought to know the

way to plan a raid after working among jailbirds for ten years.

Huh? Something wrong by any chance?

I was just wondering between you and me whether or not we're preparing a trap or

is it a grave for him to fall into?

A trap, I'd say.

I thought we decided I'd drive.

No, I'm driving the car.

Someone has to help smash Cartier's windows.

I can't do it by myself.

But why can't you stick to the original idea and not use me? I should still

drive the car, no?

And while I drive, you hand the tools over to the guy who'll be in the car and

he'll pay.

Can we just get the cash off the guy without smashing Cartier's windows?

Oh, no, he's a hard guy.

Besides, he trusts me.

It's me who brought him into this and I guaranteed a good deal.

You think we can break Cartier's windows with just a little dead ball?

Just the first ones.

Next we use machine guns Then if they don't break We run. Oh, no, we've got to

go through with it You can talk. All right, you'll be sitting in the car and

we'll be exposing ourselves to the public with submachine guns I want to do

job tonight. Not tomorrow tomorrow.

Sorry. I've got to be in Milan

This is you here and Maroni's with you.

They're on to us.

We've got to get out of here.

They followed you and you didn't even notice it. Fool!

If they surround the house, we'll be killed.

Now, don't be afraid.

He brought me to Paris.

Maroni? That's right.

But your father knew about Luciano. You bitch!

Big Lugiano.

Get out of my sight.

You whore.

I ought to smash you. The way you smash a window.

I can only kill when I'm scared.

I can't do it.

Because I'm only sick.

I'm not capable of smashing you to bits.

Well, when are they coming to get me? When? Because now you sold me, Angela.

Angela.

When your mother gave you that name, she had no idea how you'd turn out.

They're not coming to get you.

Don't worry.

Nobody knows we're here. Not even Maroni.

Calm down now.

I love you. I do, my darling.

If I've done anything, it was only to save your life.

But you won't believe the truth.

You and I will go back to Milan, huh?

Because it's the only way.

This way.

With Moroni behind us, you'll be able to return to Milan.

You'd have a chance. You wouldn't be killed.

But if you stay here in Paris, the French police will get you sooner or

And they wouldn't hand you over to the Italians either.

You see, here in Paris, there are two police interests.

Each one trying to make an arrest.

Each one has their own interests.

We must take advantage of the situation.

But will you understand this, Luciano? How much are they giving you to hand me

over to the police in Italy?

All right, Luciano.

It's not in my interest for you to come to Milan, no.

No, I want you to stay here in Paris and get yourself killed for just a few

pieces of filthy jewelry.

And that way I'll be rid of being a gangster as well.

Luciano?

Get ready.

I'm going to pick you up tonight.

It was a terrible spot to be. I realize.

It's a miracle I'm here. But I finally managed to convince him.

He's leaving with me for Milan tomorrow.

What are you doing today? I'm not sure that... I'm not sure... Out with it!

Where's he going?

Cartes.

Well?

Listen. I tried to persuade him. I did everything in my power.

He promised me. So?

Ever since we were married. Well, his promises aren't worth anything. Can't

see that?

Then you won't do anything more for me? No, no.

The only possible thing for you to do is return to Italy. Here's your passport.

Get your stuff out quickly.

Save yourself, at least.

You must realize it's my duty to warn the French police.

But couldn't... No, no, no. If a criminal's going to commit a crime, I

all conscience protect him.

You could at least wait. Why? Wait for what?

To kill someone?

Must I become his accomplice too? Are you crazy?

Inspector! Inspector, are you leaving me alone here?

I must. What else can I do?

For that matter, it's the only way you can start living again.

Listen, I've got to go and telephone Inspector Julian.

Unless you want to do it and collect the reward.

you police are like that.

You're a mean bastard.

You haven't understood me at all. Not at all.

Are you listening?

I'm telling you.

I'm only doing my job.

And what's yours?

First a tramp and next a spy.

I've done too much.

And now it's over.

It's Inspector Julien's car.

I put him on. It's Inspector Moroni of the Italian police.

Yes. Hello, this is Inspector Julien. Give me Inspector Moroni.

Hello, is that you, Julien?

Yes, it is. Good morning.

What is it?

Luthering has left his hideout and is making for Cartier's.

Thank you. Thank you for the information. And don't worry, I'll be

necessary measures to capture Luthering.

And pardon my simple curiosity, but where is Luthering's hideout?

In Saucel.

But exactly where, I don't know myself.

Thank you for your loyalty and cooperation, Inspector Moroni.

I'm grateful. Now I'll give you some confidential information in exchange.

It was our idea to entice him there to Cartier's.

Because we're interested in apprehending Lutrin.

But you can have Mrs. Lutrin.

Don't shoot him, because he knows a lot about Milan and Paris.

My men have set a trap.

And it's up to him not to make it into a tomb.

Bon voyage, now.

Is this your car?

to the Etoile. This is Car 12. I am heading up over the cleaver from the

area.

This is Car 12.

Lutring is proceeding from the Etoile towards Place de Terre de Boulevard de

Concelle. This is Car 27. I am taking Avenue Malheur from Place de la Grande.

Lutring is proceeding towards Boulevard de Concelle. All cars make...