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Darn!

Darn!

Darn!

Darn!

Darn!

See? Darn came in first. Bravo!

-It can't be.
-Oh, no? I won a million.

I won a million. Go get the money.

No. Bet it all on Harpsichord Jack
to win.

I'll win 20 million.

-Excellency, those are just dreams.
-No, it's reality. Go!

Yes, sir.

SEVENTH RACE
1: HARPSICHORD JACK

-18, 19…
-And 20.

Twenty.

There's still 150.000 lira left.

150.000 lira? Get a coffee, good man.

-Thank you.
-To my mansion, please.

By the way, Excellency.

-What mansion?
-Ours, where we live.

-It's not possible.
-What's the matter with you?

It's not possible. The money,
the mansion, your elegant clothes.

-Why?
-Because it's a dream, Excellency.

I assure you, it's all a dream.

-A dream? And all this stuff?
-It's a dream.

You want to see it's not a dream?
Turn your back to me.

-Please, Excellency.
-Are you convinced?

If it were a dream,
you'd have woken up.

No, because I'm not the one dreaming.
You are.

Don't kid around. I am awake.

-Allow me to prove it.
-You want to convince me?

-Yes, sir.
-Want me to turn my back to you?

-If I may?
-Let's check if someone sees us. No.

-I will make an exception this time.
-Yes, sir.

Darn it!

Darn it.

It was really a dream.

And he is still sleeping.

Come on! Camillo!

Wake up, dear.

Child!

He's a heavy sleeper!

He's a heavy sleeper!

-Why did you wake me up?
-Me?

-I was sleeping.
-You woke me up in my dream.

For this serious offence,
I'll give you a 2.000 lira fine.

-To me?
-To you. Get up.

Yes, sir!

You'll break the bed
and we must pay for it.

-Idiot. What time is it?
-One thirty.

Good. We can easily skip breakfast.

We skip breakfast,
we skip lunch and even dinner…

We skip so much
that I've become a skipper.

Aren't you happy? You learned a trade.

Learn a trade and put it aside.

You never know in life.

You could end up in a boat tomorrow.

To survive today,
one must do whatever it takes.

Come on.

What a snail!

-Jacket.
-Yes, sir.

-Where is it?
-It's here.

Spray.

-Duke.
-What is it?

-May I ask a question?
-If it's pertinent.

-Duke, I am hungry.
-Good for you.

It's a sign of good health.

Whoever is hungry is healthy.

Drink a big glass of water.

-Water?
-Water means calcium, vitamins…

-Vitamins?
-Vitamin W as in "water".

-What's good on the menu?
-Gnocchi. It's Thursday.

-Very good!
-They look marvelous.

-Why doesn't the duke come anymore?
-Why?

-Because he owes me a year's rent.
-A year?

-Hat and cane. We're going out.
-Yes.

-My coat.
-Yes, sir.

Cane, hat and gloves.
She's kicking me out…

-Coat… Overcoat.
-Yes, sir.

Cane… What are you doing?

Moron! Idiot!

I was an idiot in hiring a vulgar groom

and raising him to the level of butler!

-I ate when I was a groom.
-Why? Don't you eat now?

Silence. Here he is.

-Duke.
-Yes?

-Why don't you sit down?
-Come and sit down.

We must tell you something important.

-What is it?
-Why don't you have lunch with us?

I can't, thank you.
I must go to the races.

-Right. He's very competent.
-Give us a sure bet.

-Yes, a sure bet.
-Absolutely guaranteed.

A horse? The steak you are eating.

You want a sure bet for this race?

-Let's hear it.
-Bet on Sigfrid.

-Oh, no.
-Yes.

After the win, my butler
will come by to collect the money.

Goodbye. Camillo.

-You want a sure bet?
-No.

-Why not?
-Because I know you.

Me? I've never seen you before.

You suggest a different horse
to everyone, and one surely wins.

That way you get
the percentage for the information.

How do you know these things?

-Because I do that too.
-Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

-Good morning.
-What?

-English?
-No, American. What do you want?

American? Good.

American.

-You want a sure bet?
-Who are you?

I am an informer. Isn't that true?

It's not true. I controlled
10 racetracks in America.

Good for you. He's a controller.

You want a sure bet? Bet on Muscles.

-Muscles?
-Muscles.

All right.

-If it wins, you get 50%.
-Very good.

Fifty-fifty!

It's a deal. Fifty-fifty.

-Ok, I'm in.
-If Muscles doesn't win,

-I'll put a hole through you.
-Why would you do that?

Oh, right! You're the controller.

No. It's because nobody
has ever done that to Nick Molise.

You? You know who he is?
Nick Molise, the undesirable.

-Don't say that word again.
-Camillo! Stay close to me.

-Calm down. There's people here.
-See? Let's not get carried away.

Who said "undesirable"?
This animal said it.

You are very desirable,
and so is the lady.

The lady is desirable! Madam, my respects.

Sir.

Sir.

Excuse me, sir. You want
a sure bet for this race?

Speak louder. My batteries have gone dead.

-You want a sure bet?
-I can't hear.

-You want a sure bet?
-Yes. Which horse?

-The horse that will surely win…
-Louder.

Excuse me.

Is…

-Railway crossing?
-No.

Well?

Excuse me.

-Poison.
-Thank you.

Poison will win this race!
Thanks. I'll bet on him right now.

I will remember you. Thanks.

-Good day.
-Why did you suggest Poison to him?

If everyone bets on Muscles, you'll
win little. I want you to win a lot.

So you'll stay here in Italy.
I'm telling you

that you are welcome here.

If Muscles loses and Poison wins,
I'll bore a hole through you.

Talk to him. I'll be right back.

Muscles! Muscles! Muscles!

-Muscles…
-Musc…

-Excuse me. Which one is Muscles?
-The last one.

-The binoculars.
-Who is in the lead?

That scoundrel Poison.
Why is he so fast? He's in a rush.

SIXTH RACE
1: POISON

-You… How much do I owe you?
-You don't owe me anything.

-Thank you.
-He heard that right away.

Where is your boss?

Are you sure?

Have they left?

Let's go. You got a good look?

-You swindled me.
-Sir, watch how you speak.

-You don't know who I am.
-A big swindler.

I am Duke Gagliardo of Forcoletta.

Duke of Forcoletta?
I've been looking for you for a year.

-Why?
-I am notary Shack.

-Shack? Were you evicted?
-Oh, no.

-But you live in a shack.
-I am notary Shack.

Notary. Shack is your last name.
Understand? He's the notary.

-Did I inherit something?
-I couldn't find you.

It's quite difficult. We travel a lot.

I must tell you something delicate.
This isn't the right place.

-I don't think so, either.
-Come tomorrow to my office.

-Yes, sir.
-This is my card.

Give me my card. I'll give you mine.

Tomorrow I'll be there. Take it.
No, excuse me…

He's stupid. Goodbye.

-See you tomorrow.
-Goodbye.

I said to give me the card
and you give me this?

I give you a 4,000 lira fine! Come on!

It's a very particular inheritance.

-Yes.
-An almost spiritual will.

-All right.
-Remember Mrs. Maria Marini?

Maria Mari… Of course..

No, no…

-Maria Marini.
-Maria Marini?

In 19--

-No.
-That's how the song goes.

-No, 1934.
-Sorry. I got confused.

So, in 1934…

Let me think.

-Listen--
-Please, let me think.

Yes! In 1934 I met 7 Marias.

-Maria Marini of Genoa.
-Genoa?

Cavalry. I was an officer.

I met three Marias there.

As you see, I'm remembering.

At the time, Maria Marini
was an elementary school teacher.

-Blond.
-Brunette.

In fact! What does she do now?

She doesn't do anything now.

-How long ago?
-A year.

I am so sorry.

I am so sorry.

How much did she leave me?

Duke. You are off track.

-Why?
-She simply left you a daughter.

-Maria's daughter.
-Maria's daughter and yours.

-Right.
-The girl is now 21.

Exactly. Where is this girl now?

You'll find her in Via Solferino,
at the Cafe Aurora.

She's there at every hour of the day.

-Good. She owns a cafe.
-No, she's the cashier.

-The cash register isn't hers.
-No.

-Of course…
-Do you know this?

Of course.

That woman never asked you for anything.

I feel it is right
that now you take care of the girl.

It is my duty.

What is her name?

-Elsa.
-Elsa?

All right.

350.

-Not 250. 350.
-Excuse me.

-Are you nervous?
-A bit, of course.

-Why didn't you go with him?
-Ask Mr. Anastasio.

-I even had a ticket.
-What can you do?

Why didn't you let Elsa go?

I'd have to close up.
The bartender goes on stage,

the cashier goes in the audience
and I go out for a walk!

Hurry. "Double or Nothing" is starting.

-Mr. Anastasio, may I go?
-Who will stay at the cash register?

-Go later. When it's Bruno's turn.
-Osvaldo, advise me.

Sure.

Look at what I have to see.

People with some petty answers

earn golden coins
worth millions, homes and lands.

I worked all my life to open
a cafe and I must sell it now.

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

-What would you like?
-Nothing. Yes, I'd like something.

-Give me something to drink.
-Hot or cold?

Midway. Let's make it lukewarm.

-Coffee?
-Yes, a lukewarm coffee.

-How much is it?
-35.

-Elsa, it's Bruno's turn!
-Mr. Anastasio.

All right, go.

Now we'll go on to the first contestant

for the single answer worth
640,000 liras. Miss Campagnoli.

Mr. Bruno Palmieri from Milan.

-Come on, Bruno.
-Come on!

-Do you know him?
-Yes, he's my fiancé.

Are you back to leave or double?

To double. I'll always double.

So you want to reach

the maximum amount of 5.120.000 lira.

-I need it.
-For what?

I want to buy the cafe
where I work, and get married.

My compliments to you and
your fiancée who's surely watching.

-A good guy. I like him.
-I like him, too.

-There are three. Which one do you want?
-You choose, please.

-All right. With my best wishes.
-Thank you.

What's she have to do with it?

On the left, there's a nail
with a headphone. Put it on.

-My heart is beating.
-Mine too.

-Why?
-Otherwise I'd be dead.

The 640,000 lira question that we'll ask
Mr. Palmieri is the following:

Who is the author
of the song 'Malafemmina'?

I repeat the question. Who is
the author of 'Malafemmina'?

You have a minute and a half
to think about it. Go.

-He doesn't know it.
-It's such an easy answer.

Come on, Mr. Palmieri.
Time is running out.

He doesn't know it!

It must be a moment of amnesia.

The author of the song
"Malafemmina" is…

He'll make it, he'll make it…

-Mascheroni.
-He didn't.

Mr. Palmieri, I'm sorry.
It's not Mascheroni.

It's Antonio de Curtis.

Unfortunately you are out.

You must think of something else
to buy your cafe. I'm sorry.

Better luck next time,

and thank you for participating
in our game. Goodbye.

I knew the answer!

It went bad, huh? I knew it.

What did you think?
He was so sure to win. You see?

I should have sold the cafe to
Pestolozzi when he asked,

instead of believing Bruno!

Winning millions with songs!
Wishful thinking!

Will you stop making
this poor girl feel worse?

-Me?
-Yes, you're.

Allow me to tell you that. Is that clear?

Fine.

Don't do this, miss.

You again? What do you want?
You've been around me for an hour.

What do you want?

Me? I could be your father.

Don't talk to me about my father, please.

-Why?
-My father is dead.

-When did he die?
-It's as if he were dead.

I don't know his name. He left
my mother before I was born.

-But he could be alive.
-What would change?

He lives on the Cote d'Azur now,

in his buildings,
playing roulette, betting on horses.

He's noble, rich, and I'm his daughter,

-and miserably poor!
-What if he came back?

-I'd send him away.
-Don't do this, dear.

Fathers are necessary, useful.
Believe me, they are needed.

Because they help their children,
support them.

Those like my father don't
have a right to be called that!

-That is true.
-Mr. Anastasio, excuse me.

I don't feel very well tonight.
I'd like to go home.

-Go ahead.
-Good evening.

Good evening.

Kids nowadays want success
right away, they don't want to wait.

None of them are winning tonight.
An orange juice. They're all losing!

There was an expert on horse history.

They asked him a difficult question
and he couldn't answer.

Too bad because he had reached
the 1.280.000 lira prize.

He asked him the name
of the horse that arrived third

at the 1912 Paris Gran Prix.

What else did he ask him?

The name of the jockey
that was riding him.

-It's crazy!
-Why is it crazy?

Very simple.

So, the horse's name was
Giacinto, son of Minerva

and Donatello II,
Vampire's grandfather,

who won the Nations Award in 1932.

The jockey, Alessio Smith,
English, with a mestizo mother,

was born in Liverpool on
August 12, 1891 on a Sunday,

a muggy day at 6:30 a.m.

He began his equestrian career

the first Saturday of 1906.

He won 387 races and rode 8,647 horses.

On the third to the last in the next
to the last race, Pippo IV,

he overtook Genevieve I
although he had a cold.

As you see, young man,
the answer is very simple.

You know more than
Mike Bongiorno and the experts.

Go to "Double or Nothing?"
and win a few millions.

-You surmise that?
-Surmise?

-Surmise, meaning you think I…
-If you can't, nobody can.

-The orange juices are ready.
-Right away.

Good man, listen.

How much did they offer you
for this little place?

-Five million.
-I'll give you 5.120.000.

-You'll give it to me?
-I'll give you 5.120.000.

-You'll give it to me or not?
-I'll give it, if I offer it.

-You keep doing this.
-Don't bother with that. Accept?

-5.120.000 lira.
-In cash?

No. I'll give you gold coins.

Ladies and gentlemen,
from the Milan Fair Theater,

"Double or Nothing?"
hosted by Mike Bongiorno!

Thank you and good evening.
In our TV show, in the past,

people of various
social categories participated

but we never had a noble contestant.

Tonight we will have a duke,

and our hostess will be Miss Campagnoli.

Duke Gagliardo of Forcoletta,
of Prati di Castel Rotondo.

-Good evening, Duke.
-Good evening.

Who are you? During the last
question you can bring an expert.

He isn't the expert. He is my butler.

He's stupid, but he's my butler.
Right, Camillo?

Yes, sir.

I don't think that butlers
can accompany contestants

but the notary isn't protesting,
so we can proceed.

Thank you. Something to drink.
You are very gracious, miss.

-Thank you.
-Our viewers agree too.

So there's one more. Myself.

-She is cute. What is her name?
-Edy Campagnoli.

Campagnoli? Wow!
I've heard her many times.

Really?

-A magnificent voice.
-I am kidding, miss.

-Would you like some?
-No, thank you.

-Camillo, go. I am here.
-I am leaving.

-I'll leave too.
-Me too. Who'll host the show?

-Come here.
-You must excuse me.

It's my first time in front of an audience

and I'm a bit afraid.

-Come here. Are you ready, Duke?
-Very ready.

-Duke.
-Yes?

-What category did you choose?
-Horse racing.

With reference to which
specific period?

With reference to all the horse races
that took place

from ancient Persian times until today.

-Until today.
-Until this afternoon at 5.

-Since when do you deal with horses?
-Since I was born.

My father, Duke Ferdinando,
had five daughters.

When I was born, he said to the midwife,

"Wow, we have a boy.
Then we're riding a high horse!"

As you see…

-So, Duke.
-Yes?

Excuse me. I thought
there was a wall behind me.

Then we'll gallop towards
that 5.120.000 lira

-hoping that you can win it.
-I hope so.

Miss Campagnoli, bring the envelope
with the first five questions.

Let's hope to bring you
to the first gold coin.

I hope so.

-Here.
-You're leaving?

-My place is near the notary.
-Stay. You'll bring good luck.

-She brings me good luck.
-Yes, but the notary won't allow it.

These notaries are something!

You chose horse racing.

You know the saying. Women, horses…

For 2,500 lira…

-Later, Duke.
-I'm distracted.

-After you've answered the question.
-I heard an amount…

Can you tell me the year
in which electric starting gates

were first used in Italian racetracks?

May 15, 1927 at 3 p.m. It was raining.

Very good, exact answer.
How could you answer so precisely?

I was next to the pole
and got electrocuted.

Let's go on to the 5.000 lira question.

Yes, sir.

"A horse won 48 million prizes,
among which the Gold Cup

and the last Milan Grand Prix.
What was the name of this horse,

Apelle's grandson?"

Apelle, son of Apollo,
played polo with a pole.

All the fish… Fish IV!

He's phenomenal! Excuse me.

Duke, my congratulations!

-He's phenomenal.
-Who?

The guy who knows all about horses.
He'll win, I'm telling you.

-Who are you talking about?
-You don't remember?

-That gentleman who wants to buy the cafe.
-Oh, that one…

Excuse me, Mr. Anastasio?
Let's see if he's luckier than I am.

-Come, Elsa.
-No. I hate that TV show.

He was here the evening
Bruno failed. You two talked.

Oh, yes. That strange man.
I don't care. You go.

-Just a minute.
-Excuse me.

We've come to the last question
worth 40.000 lira

-for the first gold coin.
-Thank you.

-You'll have it after your answer.
-Oh, right.

We'll show you a slide. The valet, please.

-Excuse me. What is a slide?
-It's not something that slips.

It's a positive transparent photo.

-A positive transparent photo.
-You'll see a photo on the screen.

-Come closer this way.
-Thank you.

-Close enough? Can you see?
-I can see. What about you?

I can read the questions.

From far away, I'm afraid…

I saw something on the glasses.
How many are these?

-Five.
-No, four and a half. This is shorter.

The answer is not exact, Mr. Bongiorno.

Here is the question.
What is the name of this horse?

-Gifted.
-Very good. Exact answer!

-How did you do it?
-Very simple.

-See? His mouth is closed.
-So what?

As they say, "Never look
a gifted horse in the mouth."

-Amazing.
-He's good.

-He has guessed them all so far.
-A real expert.

-He ruined himself with horses.
-He is a real gentleman.

-He earned the first coin.
-Good thing I gave him credit.

With the next 3 questions,
we hope you'll reach 320.000 lira.

-The notaries are looking at us.
-Thank you, miss.

-Are you ready?
-Very ready.

The 80.000 lira question
is the following:

"There was a horse in history
who had a public position."

"What is its name and
who did this horse belong to?"

The question isn't pertinent.

But to show I am an expert,

I'll tell you that the horse's
name was Lucullo.

Lucullo as in "culinary".

It belonged to Emperor Caligula
who nominated it senator

and lived to be 64.

-The emperor?
-No, the horse.

The answer is exact. Very good.

Let's go on to the 160.000 lira question.

Tell us the names of the most
important racetracks in Italy

equipped for obstacle races.
Tell us at least five.

I'll tell all of them.
Mirafiori, San Siro, Mirabello,

Le Cascine, Ardenza, Agnano,
Favorita Park,

and so on.

-He is phenomenal.
-He'll calm down.

We are at the last obstacle
of our first race.

We have a 320.000 lira question.
Be very careful.

Tell me the name of three horses
that history and literature made famous.

Alexander the Great's Bucephalus,
Don Quixote's Rocinante

-and D'Artagnan's Charlemagne.
-Bravo.

There are other famous horses
like the Horse of Troy,

Frisia's horses and horse radish.

The answer is exact,
but three names were enough.

-They were on the tip of my tongue.
-You've won 320.000 lira.

Next week we'll ask you the
640.000 lira question in the booth.

-I will be on time.
-An applause for the winner.

THE DUKE OF FORCOLETTA

HORSERACING EXPERT
AND MAN OF THE HOUR

STRAPPING "DUKE" KNOWS
ALL ABOUT HIS HORSES

THE DUKE OF FORCOLETTA
AND CALIGULA'S HORSE

HORSERACING
HOLDS NO MYSTERIES

FOR THE DUKE OF
FORCOLETTA

DUKE ON COURSE FOR
RECORD-BREAKING FAME

You want a sure bet?

No, thanks. I'll wait for the duke.
I only trust him now.

Sir, you want a sure bet this race?

No, thanks. I'm waiting for the duke
who is a horse expert.

The duke…

Thank you. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

-Duke.
-Yes.

The countess has something to say to you.

With pleasure. You want a sure bet?
What is it?

-Come to the polo club Sunday.
-The north pole? I can't.

I am not equipped for the cold.

Oh, no. There's the season's
first polo game on horseback.

Excuse me. I got confused.

-Yes, I gladly accept.
-See you on Sunday.

I will be there on Sunday.
My respects, Countess.

-500.000 lira?
-Let's give it or he'll ruin us.

-All right. We'll give it to him.
-Here he comes.

Because of you,
we aren't getting anywhere.

Young man, keep your distance
and call me "sir". Understand?

I understand.

-Because of you…
-Because of who?

-You.
-Oh, you mean "you, sir".

-We aren't getting anywhere.
-So what?

Tell me how much you want
to take a short vacation.

-To leave for a while?
-Yes.

I don't know. You decide.

It's not much, but…

-500.000?
-You said 500.000.

I thought 5.000.

Wait. Let's not be mistaken.

I said 5.000 and 500.000,
meaning 5.000 plus something.

-Is that clear? The rest.
-Give him 5.000.

-Here.
-Are they good?

All right. Thank you, gentlemen.
Good luck.

Camillo, follow me.

-It's the up-front money. 500.000.
-Thank you.

-This is the preliminary agreement.
-Let's see.

Excellent. To the "T".

-There's a tea spot?
-I meant the contents.

-All right.
-So we've agreed.

-May I offer you a drink?
-Yes, I'd love one.

-What can I offer you?
-A glass of champagne.

-What champagne do you have?
-We have national champagne.

No, I only drink French champagne.

Moet & Chandon?

-Moet & Chandon?
-Anyone ever heard of him?

-No, nobody has.
-Who are you talking about?

-You asked for Moe Shannon.
-Who is he?

-Moe Shannon.
-No, you didn't understand.

Moet & Chandon is a champagne label.

I'm not familiar with it.
Can I offer you something else?

These are snow cone drinks, dear sir.

If in five weeks
I don't have the remaining amount,

-the up-front money is gone.
-Dear Mr. Metatasio…

-No, Anastasio.
-Anastasio, excuse me.

We have agreed. I already told you.

-I will pay you in gold coins.
-All right.

An agreement is an agreement.

You want to buy this cafe with
the "Double or Nothing" coins?

I don't think this is
any of your business right now.

It's not as easy as you think.

During the first eight questions
I felt as strong as a lion, too.

Then inside that darn booth,
I couldn't speak.

-Well, I will win.
-I hope so for you.

Don't worry.

And you don't worry, either, dear Elsa.

All right.

-Mr. Vespasiano.
-Anastasio.

-What a character!
-Why did he call you Elsa?

-Isn't that my name?
-He said "dear Elsa".

-Maybe he likes me.
-I don't like him.

-Poor thing. What'd he do to you?
-The idea of buying the cafe

with that TV show money was mine.
He always stares at you.

-I didn't notice.
-I did.

-What are you thinking?
-I don't like that man.

What'll you do if he becomes
the owner of this cafe?

He won't. When he enters
the booth, he'll collapse.

THE "DUKE" BEATS
THE CHALLENGE

OF THE FIRST QUESTION

-You see? He won.
-It's no big deal.

The question was very easy.

Even if it had been difficult,
nobody can beat him.

We'll see about that in a week.

THE DUKE DOUBLES
AND WINS

For some time now,
in every home, in every cafe

There is only talk of leaving or doubling

It's another import
that comes from down there

It's like a gift package
that television donates to you

But on this spring evening

There will be two players

Double or nothing?
Double or nothing?

What can happen?

Who knows?

Double or nothing?

I'm here waiting for your decision

Double or nothing?

I am here trembling with emotion

Time flies

And I still don't know the answer

Hey ho, hey oh

Maybe yes, maybe no!

Double or nothing?

If you leave me, you'll regret it

Leave or double?

If you double the kisses,
you'll have a double joy

In your hand I put my heart

It is worth a lot more
than a thousand gold coins

Because it doubles our love

Hey ho, hey ho

Maybe yes, maybe no

Double or nothing?

If you leave me, you'll regret it

Double or nothing?

If you double the kisses
you'll have a double joy

In your hand I put my heart

It is worth a lot more
than a thousand gold coins

So double

Our love

-Is the boss inside?
-Yes, with Nick Molise.

-Discussing about business?
-No, "Double or nothing?".

The duke is an informer at the racetrack.

He's never seen so much money.

-I think he'll leave tomorrow night.
-I think he'll double.

-Why double?
-Because he is desperate.

Desperate people always risk.
At least I always have.

And with my risking,
I've become Joe Taccola,

-undesirable number one.
-Not really.

I am undesirable number one.

-I am.
-Excuse me.

Do you want to bet with me?

Yes. I bet my club
against all your butcher shops.

-No, let's make it a small bet.
-A small bet?

Right. Who loses gives me a mink coat.

That's too easy. Let's do this.

Who loses gives a mink coat
to the other's woman.

-Yes, all right.
-How sweet!

I don't see why they call you
"undesirable".

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

-Then he'll leave.
-He'll double.

-All right. Bye.
-Goodbye.

-Goodbye.
-Goodbye.

Nick, I want the fur coat to be wild mink.

Columba does too, dear. Good night!

What kind of bet is that? A mink coat?

-You bet on other things in Chicago.
-Yes, but we must behave here.

When we bet, someone always dies.

You don't care if that duke
shows up and doubles?

The duke won't show up.

-I see. You want me…
-No.

We are in Italy, not in Chicago.

-Where is Columba?
-There she is.

-Call her.
-OK.

Nick wants you.

-What is it?
-Sit down.

Listen…

Would you like a nice wild mink coat?

-Dear, finally.
-But you must earn it.

-I'll know how to earn it.
-No, not like that.

Listen carefully to what you must do.

-Miss, come. Marietta!
-Here I am!

You'll be very pleased.
This is one of our best rooms.

Please, I'll lead the way.

-You like it?
-Yes, it's nice.

-Isn't it? No suitcases?
-What?

-Your suitcases.
-They'll bring them later.

Make yourself at home.
We must step out a moment.

-The home is at your disposal.
-Thank you.

-Is this the gramophone?
-No, it's a beauty case. Why?

Don't make noise.
The Duke of Forcoletta lives here.

-The "Double or Nothing" hero?
-Exactly.

He is getting ready

for the two and a half million question.

-Don't worry. I won't bother him.
-I believe that. Good evening.

-Good evening.
-Come, Marietta.

Poison! No. The first answer is wrong.

Why not?

Duke, you have 30 seconds.

Can you tell me who won the race…

Sunset! No. The question isn't pertinent.

It is. I am telling you that!

Who is telling me?
What is it? What do you want?

-Do you feel ill?
-What are you saying? I'm fine.

I'm going over the part.

You don't know what it means
to enter that damn booth.

But you've answered the questions
so well until today.

Yes, I am very well prepared.
In fact, I'm super prepared.

But at times you're there, and passion…

You feel that "cauchemar"…

-What do you feel?
-You feel that "cauchemar"…

-You feel like a couch?
-Do I look like a couch?

I don't believe it.

Ignoramus. You are still a useless groom.

"Cauchemar" is French. It means anxiety.

I say French things to you.
What is this stuff?

-I'm mending your sock.
-Throw it away.

They're the only ones, right?
Don't throw them away.

"Cauchemar" means anxiety.

-Shall we start rehearsing?
-Yes, sir.

-Are you ready?
-Yes, sir.

So…

-Here. This is the microphone.
-No. This is a candle.

We'll pretend it's a microphone.

Did you see him?

It's make believe.

-So, I'm in the booth.
-Yes, sir.

-This is the booth.
-No, it's the closet.

I know, but we'll pretend it's the booth

-just as the candle is the microphone.
-They're both make believe.

That's right, moron.

-Did you see what Bongiorno does?
-"Bongiorno" means good morning.

-Did you see what he does?
-Good morning. Good morning.

You don't understand.
And yet I took you with me.

-What does Mr. Bongiorno do?
-Good morning, sir.

I could bust my head.

-Come on.
-Can you hear?

-Hello, Duke? Do you hear me?
-Will you talk or not?

-Hello? Do you hear me?
-I can't hear anything!

You're right. Excuse me.
I didn't put on the headphones.

-Hello?
-Hello?

-Who's speaking?
-Camillo. Who is this?

-I'm the duke. What do you want?
-Hello?

Camillo! I could bust your head!

Come on.

Ask me a question!

Duke, you have 30 seconds to answer.

When will you pay my salary?

This question is not pertinent
It's a non-pertinent question.

And for that reason, I'll fine you
for 2.000 lira and slap you.

Go open and remind me
that I owe you a slap!

-Thank you, Duke.
-You're welcome.

Felon.

-Help me, please. Save me.
-Calm down, madam.

-Calm down and tell me.
-Something happened to me.

-What happened?
-Happened?

Be quiet. You're confusing me.
Excuse me. What happened?

-You remember me, don't you?
-How can one forget you?

If I'm not mistaken,
you are the desirable one.

-Remember my fiancé?
-Your fiancé?

-That tall, big man.
-Yes, now I remember.

You know who he is? Fifty-fifty.

Yes, I remember. Don't stay there. Come.

I'll lead the way.

Sit down.

Tell me. I am listening.

Something terrible happened to me.
My fiancé has whims.

-What?
-He has whims.

I'm sorry. Where does he have these whims?

-In his head.
-A head disease.

What does the doctor say? Can it be cured?

-You didn't understand. Manias.
-Sorry, I was distracted.

-I mixed up whims with manias.
-He's jealous.

-Jealous. How vulgar!
-He's convinced I cheat on him.

That is lack of trust and respect for you.

-You know with who?
-With who?

-With you.
-With me?

-What've I got to do with it?
-You looked at me at the racetrack.

Well? I look at a lot of people.

-You don't know my fiancé.
-I don't know him, but…

He is convinced that you and I
have a certain feeling.

-A certain feeling?
-So he wanted to kill me and I ran away.

Excuse my being so frank,
but you came to my home to be killed?

-Where should I have gone?
-Nearby, at the slaughter house.

Duke. I trust you. Don't leave me.

I've "Double or Nothing?".

And if I don't double, it means nothing.

Here we are at "Double or Nothing?".

-Our host, Mike Bongiorno!
-We are interested in the duke.

-Really? You want to leave?
-It's obvious.

-But you can't leave.
-Why can't I?

First of all, I have the door key
and it's fine where it is.

That comforts me.

And also because he's on the
opposite sidewalk, ready to shoot.

What a situation I've gotten into.

-Duke.
-Yes?

-Sit down.
-I'll sit down.

Have a laugh!

If he finds us together,

he'll kill both of us!

That's a good one!

I wasn't expecting it!

It's a really good one!

If he finds us together…

He'll kill both of us!

Are you kidding? We only have
one life and I'm holding on to mine.

-Aren't you happy?
-For what?

The situation. Think how romantic
if we die together.

All the papers would talk about it.
We'd be heroes.

Like Romeo and Juliet. Tristan and Isolde.

Isotta Fraschini, Alfa Romeo…
Madam, don't joke about this.

It just can't be. You're a very young lady

and I'm an elderly minor.
What would the people say?

Oh, no. Give me the key.

-Let me go. Come on!
-You want the key?

-Yes.
-You know where it is. Get it.

I'm a gentleman. I can't put
my hands on a lovely lady.

My birth absolutely forbids
certain tampering.

Absolutely… Camillo!

-Come on, Duke.
-Don't tell me.

Come on. What does it take?
What are you waiting for?

-Camillo!
-Here I am.

Amazing! Awesome! I am safe!

I am safe! Madam, my respects.
I'll send you flowers.

-Duke!
-Yes?

It's all your fault, idiot!

Ladies and gentlemen, we have
reached 2.560.000.

But we are very worried
because Duke of Forcoletta,

who created a new type
of "Double or Nothing?"

and is so much liked by
the viewers, hasn't shown up.

-What did I say?
-I am sorry about my fur coat.

I'm sorry I lost the bet
because I'd never lost one.

Oh, here he is. Come, Duke.

-Duke Gagliardo of Forcoletta.
-Good evening.

-Good evening.
-You worried us.

-Really?
-We feared you wouldn't return.

I am a duke and I always return.

Yes, I was detained.
In fact, I was kidnapped…

It's something personal.
Don't bother with me.

-Duke.
-Yes?

Did you return tonight to leave or double?

Obviously to double. Right?

-We are glad.
-Can you see me?

-I have mine.
-If you want…

An applause for the duke
who will double tonight.

How much does this darn fur cost?

-At least four million.
-You got away with little.

We have three envelopes. Choose one,
and we hope it's the good one.

I am a bit embarrassed in choosing.

I understand, but you must take one.

The right, the left or center? Which one?

The center, and voilà.

Before entering the booth,
you must please our viewers.

-I'd love to.
-They want a good horse

-for next Sunday's race.
-A good horse? Bet on Saponetta.

Saponetta is the son of Faccione.
You know who the mother is?

-I think I know.
-Think about it.

The father is Faccione.
Hello? Mr. Mike, do you hear me?

You have a minute and 30 seconds.

The stopwatch is on the left,
the headphone in front. Ready?

What are you making me do?
You must enter the booth.

A booth never hurt anyone.

You got a bit nervous, huh?

It's your turn to enter the booth.
You'll get me in trouble.

Oh, no, please. Here.

Yes…

-Here I am.
-Do you hear me?

-Yes, I do.
-That is not a monocle.

-The technicians are protesting.
-Excuse me.

The question worth 2.560.000 lira

that our experts prepared
is the following:

"A jockey, Van Flint, in 1892
brought a thoroughbred to victory

by using illegal means.
What was this illegal means?"

You have a minute and a half
to answer. Go.

-This time he'll fail.
-No!

But… Again? Darn!

Come on, Duke. Time is ticking away.

-Come on, Duke. Did you understand?
-Yes.

Well?

The papers at the time said
that the jockey

had applied to his shoes
some miniature quills.

-Very good!
-Just a moment!

But it was discovered later
that it was something else.

-What? Tell us.
-It's not a good idea.

Tell us. You're the expert.

Mr. Bongiorno, we'll be up all night here.

Right. We want to go home,
so give us the answer.

"With what illegal means
did the jockey have his horse win?"

-A cayenne pepper suppository!
-You see? What did I tell you?

Forget the second answer.
We wanted the first one.

You won 2.560.000 lira
so we congratulate you.

He lucked out this time too.

But after the fear
during that moment of amnesia

the duke won't double,
and will accept two and a half million.

-You think he'll leave?
-Yes.

I think he'll double.

-You want to bet again?
-Yes.

But this time we won't bet a mink coat.

Bet a diamond bracelet. I saw one today.

You want to bet all your butcher shops?

-Why not? Against your club.
-All right.

Guys, aren't you exaggerating?

-Who loses, is forever ruined.
-One of us is too many.

We bothered each other in America.
Just imagine here.

-Good evening.
-Hi. Where have you been?

-I was busy.
-We're late.

I am curious to know where you've been.

Get my hat. Let's go.

Stupid!

Those two tried to cheat tonight.

So we'll try to cheat too.

Listen carefully, honey.

Come.

-Duke.
-Yes? Excuse me.

Yes?

You see, Nick?
Joe uses your same methods.

We'll see if he makes it. Go.

Lovely woman, may I introduce myself?

You don't need to.
You're the man of the day.

Perhaps you mean the game
"Double or Nothing".

I am not getting my hopes up.

That is just an ephemeral success,
no big deal.

-To whom do I owe this honor?
-My name is Ellen.

That name is not new to me.

How silly. I got confused.

She is Elena, the famous Elena…

-The same name.
-Yes, in fact.

Where do I have
the pleasure of being taken?

Caprice.

How audacious!

Where will this caprice take us?

-Tell your duke.
-Duke, what did you understand?

Caprice is a famous night club.

Oh, a night club!

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

-Séparé?
-Séparé?

-Séparé.
-Séparé.

-May I?
-Please.

-What can I serve you, Duke?
-Champagne. Right, Ellen?

-Certainly.
-Do you have a preference?

-Yes. Is Moet & Chandon alright?
-Yes.

-Some Moet & Chandon.
-Very well.

Lovely lady, I am very flattered
by this kidnapping.

I feel like a Sabine.

I am happy to be with you too.

Being kidnapped by you is a joy.

When you saw me,

you were enraptured at first sight, right?

Yes. You have a sort of Slav fascination.

By the way, where are you from?

I'm Parthenopean.

-You seem to be of Danubian origin.
-No, I'm from Roccasecca.

-Really?
-How lovely!

-What magnificent hands!
-Thank you.

Are they yours? Oh, excuse me.
I get emotional next to you.

These magnificent hands are yours.
How lovely!

-May I ask an indiscreet question?
-Do so, Duke.

Don't say "do so, Duke".
You say "Duke " and I say "Do so".

-Then I'll do so, Duke.
-And I'll say "do so".

-What did you want to know?
-If you are married,

-a widow or single.
-I am engaged.

Oh, good. Who is the fortunate man?

-The owner of this place.
-Why did we come here?

-Don't worry.
-I am worrying.

I need to go put fresh make-up on.

-Do so.
-Excuse me.

Please.

You're back already. Dear, you were quick.

These hands…

You changed your perfume?
You don't smoke a pipe, do you?

-Excuse me.
-Good evening.

I am Joe Taccola, the owner of this place.

-Mrs. Ellen's fiancé.
-Precisely.

I don't know what to say.
I am a gentleman.

-Send me your godfathers…
-For what?

-A duel.
-No!

When someone disrespects me,
I just shoot.

-Then shoot.
-Right now? No.

-Shoot later on.
-No!

-Want to shoot tomorrow morning?
-No, I am a businessman.

I bet a big sum on you.

If you don't double next week,
I'll lose that amount.

So you must double.
I'll give you five million if you double.

-I'd have doubled regardless.
-Are you sure?

Very sure.

I need the win to buy Cafe Aurora

where my daughter is the cashier.

Then it means you'll buy
two Aurora cafes for your daughter.

-Here is five million.
-May I?

-Please.
-I'll observe.

-Certainly.
-It's five million.

If you don't double, it'll be big trouble.

-Of course I will.
-All right.

-Goodbye.
-Goodbye.

-What is your name?
-Joe Taccola.

Gioia Caccola.

"Pay this bank check on sight…"

Gloves, cane… Give me the change, girl.

-How much is it?
-It's a 5 million lira check.

-Oh, sir…
-You don't have it?

Some other time. Doll!

Look who is here! Mr. Fifthy-fifthy!

-Come with us.
-A walk? I'd love to.

No. I meant on foot.

-What do you want?
-Calm down.

We're here. This is it.

See this head?
Would you like to end up like this?

You have me come all this way
to say such nonsense?

It's not nonsense. I'll put your
head between these two.

-Really? What for?
-You can avoid it. Depends on you.

In what way?

-Easy. Don't double.
-You are being overbearing.

-It's an abuse.
-That's how we are.

Excuse me, but you are all wrong.

Listen carefully. If you leave,
you're safe. If you double…

You'll end up with your throat slit
here in the middle.

-We have warned you.
-Yes, sir.

Anything else? May I go?

Good evening, sir. Good…

He won't double.

-Who is it?
-Put that away.

It's you. Come.

You never know these days.

You're telling me… So, Mr…

-Taccola.
-Mr. Caccola.

-Taccola!
-Taccola, sorry. I must talk to you.

-Go ahead. Sit down.
-Thank you.

-Please, sit down.
-Thank you.

-I had second thoughts.
-About what?

-I won't double.
-You won't double?

Don't you have to buy the cafe
for your daughter?

I thought it over.
Cafes don't give a good profit.

No good profit.
Every day a cafe goes bankrupt.

So this is your check, intact.

-Goodbye and my respects.
-Listen…

-Someone has influenced you.
-Oh, no.

Not even butchers….

You see this small gallows.

-It's nice.
-Yes.

If you don't double, you'll end up
like this hanging body.

-Really?
-Yes. Is that clear?

I can't be any clearer.
If I don't double, I'm dead.

If you don't double, I'll dry you up.

-What will you do?
-Dry you up.

Mister towel, my respects
and goodbye. Bye.

-Duke.
-Yes?

It's you. You set up a trap for me.
I am surprised.

I was forced to. Forgive me.

You're agitated. Did something happen?

Yes. I have one foot in the grave
and my neck hanging on a gallows.

-What are you saying?
-Ask mister towel.

All right, but calm down.

Let's go talk in the séparé.

-Please, don't mention it.
-This time you don't have to worry.

She always tricks me with these séparès.

-I'll close.
-Close.

-What happened? Aren't you happy?
-Very happy.

-He gave you 5 million.
-Yes, but I returned it.

-Why?
-Because…

It's too long a story. Let's forget it.

Be sincere with me.

I act like a diva, but I'm a good girl.
I'm sorry about this.

-Really?
-Yes, really.

Why did you return
the five million to Joe?

It's too long a story to tell
so we'd better forget it.

-Is a woman involved?
-Yes.

-A woman is involved.
-So I imagined.

No, it's not what you think.

-It's my daughter.
-Your daughter?

Yes. For her I wanted to win
those golden coins.

-But now…
-Why say that?

Because if I double,
Fifty-fifty will slit my throat.

If I leave,
Mr. Gioia Caccola will hang me.

So as you see,
I am in the middle of this.

-We've come to this?
-Yes.

-We've come to this, madam.
-Then we're in real trouble.

I know them very well.

You must leave,
go far away for a few days.

-Just like that? Impossible.
-But it's necessary.

HAS THE DUKE
OF FORCOLETTA

CROSSED THE BORDER?

THE DUKE OF FORCOLETTA
IN THE FOREIGN LEGION?

"DOUBLE OR NOTHING" HERO
NOWHERE TO BE FOUND

THE INEXPLICABLE
DISAPPEARANCE

OF THE "DUKE"

DUKE OF FORCOLETTA
MISSING FOR EIGHT DAYS

DUKE STILL ON THE RUN

MERE HOURS
BEFORE BROADCAST

In the letters that arrived
for the Duke of Forcoletta,

many ask us to reveal his hiding place.

Will he come or not to
"Double or Nothing"?

Unfortunately, we cannot
give you this information.

Only at the beginning of the program,

we ourselves will know
if this eccentric gentleman

will have decided to reappear.

-Where did you hide him?
-I am asking you.

Did you kill him so he won't show up?

You are hiding him
in the basement, aren't you?

The stake is too high to play such tricks.

-Look. I…
-If you…

Keep calm and don't do anything stupid.

You scared him and he's hiding, poor man.

-The bet is still valid, right?
-Yes.

Very good. The first to find him,
does what he wants with him.

-All right.
-All right.

He didn't hide him.
We have to look for him.

-Where?
-In his house.

Someone must know where he is.

-Let's go.
-OK.

Where can that scoundrel be?

-I don't know.
-Just a moment.

His daughter is at Cafe Aurora.
Maybe she can…

Why don't you stop
with this betting thing?

Let's drink something, just the two of us.

Later. First we must go to Cafe Aurora.

"IRIS" BOARDING HOUSE

Good evening. I am here for you.

-Be quiet. Look everywhere.
-OK.

Who are you? What do you want?
Who are you looking for?

-The Duke of Forcoletta.
-The Duke isn't here.

-He's not here.
-Where is the duke?

-But…
-What is going on?

-They've come for the duke.
-Very good.

Where is the duke?

-Oh, my gosh!
-Come here.

Don't get funny. Where's the duke?

I'd like to know, too.

-He is worse than the duke.
-Nobody here.

Look over there, Tommy.

You watch out. Don't get wise with me.

We haven't seen the duke in a week!

-Help! Let me go!
-There's this lovely chick!

Look!

You'd better let her go. Understand?

-Mind your own business.
-Enough, Tommy.

Come.

Tell me…

If the duke isn't here, where is he?

I don't know.

All right.

I'll count to 10.

-One…
-I swear I don't know.

-Two…
-I haven't seen him in a week.

-Duke.
-Yes?

-Where were you hiding?
-Here!

-Why were you hiding?
-Bad news.

Something came up. I'll make a call
and explain everything.

Excuse me.

Eight…

-Nine…
-Help.

Answer.

Watch out what you do.

-Hello?
-This is the duke.

-It's the duke.
-Bring my passport immediately

-here at Cafe Aurora.
-Yes, sir.

Tell him to come here immediately!

Duke, you must come here right now.

-Why should I?
-Because…

Otherwise, they'll kill me!

They'll kill me!

-Duke.
-Who is talking?

-It's Nick.
-Who?

Nick Molise. Come here before
Joe takes you on TV.

If Joe is forcing you to double,
I am forced to kill you.

And I don't like that.

Duke, come here
and get under my protection.

-I should come there?
-Yes.

-Under your protection?
-Yes.

Wait a moment. I'll give you an answer.

This is great.
Sir, would you like a cigar?

-Thank you.
-Goodbye.

-When needed, I'm at your disposal.
-Thank you.

-Goodbye.
-Goodbye.

-How did it go?
-You act like a hot shot

because Joe's behind you.

Behind your back, there's Joe, right?

Joe? I don't give a darn about him.

If I saw him, I'd have my butler slap him.

Just a moment, sir.
I couldn't soil my hands

on such a reptile. Sir, let me…

Hello?

I meant the Japanese Joe
who invented rice.

-You're talking too much!
-You think?

Hello? Hello?

He hung up.

-You know where he called from?
-No.

-Where was he calling from?
-From Cafe Aurora!

-From Cafe Aurora!
-Good.

So we've agreed. If you try
to run away, I'll shoot.

-Who's running away?
-Well, Duke?

What is the new fact
you were talking about?

Another fact has come up.

-And the old one?
-It's the new fact.

-You leave, goodbye cafe.
-I bet that he'd win!

Mr. Doke won't leave.

Did you say Doke?

He'll double with a "U". Right? Right?

Come on, Mr. Doke.

Do me a favor.
I must ask the cashier something.

If you try to run away, I'll shoot you.

-Who's running away?
-Watch out.

Will you give me a kiss?

Let's go.

What did he give you?

-Move it.
-This is kidnapping!

Get in!

No funny business
or I'll put a hole in your stomach.

-Stop! I can't stand it anymore!
-What is it?

I am going to take a walk.

Don't be late for the TV show.
Come on. Go!

You'll pay for this.

It's my father! He is my father!

Are you Miss Elsa?
The duke is in serious danger.

-There they are.
-Let's follow them.

-Tommy will kill him.
-What can we do?

You must report Tommy to the police.
He's clandestine.

-Why don't you report him?
-It's too dangerous for me.

-They don't kid around.
-Come on.

I must reach the television studio
to avoid suspicion. Goodbye.

Hurry, Bruno!

-I'm going, too!
-No, you stay here!

-Darn!
-Go there!

Just a moment.

What are you saying?

-Get inside and no funny business.
-Change your tone. I'm a gentleman.

I'm going in the audience. If you
don't double, consider yourself dead.

-All right.
-You always worry us.

-My child…
-It's your turn.

-Right away.
-Are you nervous?

-Double.
-Yes.

Here is the hero
of "Double or Nothing".

-Duke Gagliardo of Forcoletta.
-Good evening, Duke.

-Excuse me. Good evening.
-Good evening.

We are very happy that you're here
to leave or double.

You've received enormous advantages
from our show, right?

Whether I leave or double, I am all set.

You'll double tonight, then.

Yes…

My boy, it's easy to say "double".

It's just a word. I need to think…

-I must meditate.
-Then you're leaving.

I'd like…

It must be thought over.

First I ponder and then I evaluate

and later we'll see what…

It's not a matter of life or death.

Practically…

-You make me worry.
-You're worried? So am I.

-Decide.
-Just a moment. Why hurry?

There is another show after this.
You must say it. You leave?

-No.
-You double?

-No!
-Notary, I don't know what to do.

We've never had such
an undecided contestant before.

Mr. notary, intervene and make a decision.

The duke won't tell us
if he leaves or doubles.

-I double!
-Good. An applause for the duke

who will try for
the 5.120.000 lira question.

No, I'm not clandestine! Ask him.

-Yes, I can guarantee.
-I don't care about your guarantee.

We've been looking for this man
a long time. We know him.

And you had better watch out.

-Go. I'll take care of everything.
-Come on.

Here's the envelope with 3 questions
that are worth 5.120.000 lira.

-Good.
-You can take an expert in the booth.

-Did you bring someone?
-No. I could go with the lady.

-No, it's against the rules.
-It's not possible.

So you've decided to enter
the booth alone, without an expert.

Exactly.

One moment. I'm the expert the
Duke chose to go in the booth with.

I won't send him alone.
He'll get too emotional.

I'm his best friend
and won't ever abandon him

-until his death. Right, Duke?
-Yes.

Isn't he the friend
of the gangster they arrested?

I haven't understood a thing.

The viewers and myself like you very much.

-You think?
-See how lucky you are?

-Go in the booth.
-Couldn't he go by himself?

-No, it's your turn.
-No, you first. You're taller.

And you're American. Please.

Thank you.

-I'm going for a coffee.
-No, get in.

-It was an idea.
-The duke is kidding.

It was an idea.

Put your headphones on.
There are two. One each.

There's the microphone. Speak
loudly because I must hear well.

You wanted to double,
and you'll pay for it.

-Come on, smile.
-What do you want to do?

Kill me here, in front of everyone?
What a show this would be?

No. You'll answer the questions
and I'll kill you when we go out.

-I won't go out. They'll kill me.
-Are you concentrating?

-Yes.
-Then you're ready.

Very ready.

Bullet in the barrel
and shoot the three answers.

Here's the first one. "What is
the name of the American team

that had the most champions
in the Chicago races of 1930?"

-Did you understand the question?
-I've other things on my nape.

-I've other things on my mind.
-Go to the stopwatch.

He'll kill him. We must do something.

He accepted to double.
I won the bet. The rest…

You're the usual scoundrel.

-Answer.
-No, I don't know it.

-Answer!
-I know it, but I don't.

I know the name. Falwell.

Answer.

Falwell.

Very good. Exact answer!
Congratulations, Duke!

You solved the first of the three.
A big applause!

I don't understand. Who is that guy?

You have a real friend in that booth.
He saved you, huh?

Hug him. Here's a friend.
That's it. Thank him.

-Excuse me. It's very important.
-What is it?

-The man in the booth is no expert.
-It's not mandatory.

You can take a friend or a relative.

-He wants to kill him.
-What?

He's a gangster!
The show must be suspended!

You are crazy!

-Duke.
-Yes?

Here is the final question
for the 5.120.000 lira prize.

Listen carefully.
"What is the name of the horse

that won the Buenos Aires prize in 1929?"

Did you understand the question?
Start the stopwatch.

-I can't go on.
-What?

-I renounce.
-Very good. Exact answer!

The horse's name was Renounce!
An applause for the duke

who won our 5.120.000 lira prize.

Come outside to receive your applause.

What are you doing? Come out.

-I'm not coming out.
-Why?

I am fine in here.

Another contestant will enter in a bit.

All right, have him come in.
I'll be his expert.

Come on out. There are
photographers waiting for you.

I'll come out, but first
I must make a statement.

In case I die, in case I should die,

I want the notary
to record my last wishes.

I want the 5.120.000 lira prize

be entirely given

to Miss Elsa Marini, who is my daughter.

All right.

-Come on.
-The photographers want photos.

-No more photographs.
-No. The duke is tired, right?

-Yes, I am dead tired.
-What?

I am very tired now. Later I'll be dead.

I'll have you rest in peace.

Duke, we thank you for having
participated in our program

and congratulations.
Best wishes and have a good trip.

-Thanks. I'll pray for you.
-Thank you.

For you too. I'll come in your dreams
and give you numbers to bet on.

Goodbye.

Miss, the man with your father
is the one who wants to kill him.

What'll we do?

I don't like these jokes. They're no fun.

I lost the bet,
but you're losing your life!

You are a brute! I'm telling you!

He is out of his mind! Criminal!

I'll take care of it. Mani in alto!

Filthy son of a bitch.

I'll show you.

There!

And I'm calm!

-My poor love. Did he hurt you?
-No. Where is he?

What? Don't worry. I fixed him up.

-Duke.
-Yes?

I was so afraid for you.

-Really?
-Yes.

We arrived just in time.

-Just barely.
-Goodbye, Duke.

Thanks and good luck to you, too.

Forget that man
with the Sicilian-American accent.

-I'll think about it.
-Thank you, miss.

Here.

Kids, are you happy?

Dad.

-Will you give me a kiss?
-You want a kiss?

This kiss?

-A real kiss.
-A real kiss? From your dad?