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- So, Lisa... - Lisa and nothing else!

As a last name...

You can state Lisa M. in the report.

And the boy?

Give me the Robert Werner file, with W.

- You understand, the girl is a minor. - Naturally.

Well then...

Robert Werner, nationality: French.

Frenchman?

Yes. Alsatian.

A pity. A German would give more in such a case.

19 years old, blue eyes, special features: a tattoo.

What kind of tattoo?

A flower on his arm.

Carnacelli Marina.

Go.

Please.

Well, you're the last person to see her.

- Me and all the others. - But you are her best friend.

I've already spoken to the others.

But I don't know anything. I only know what everyone knows.

That's what you think. But that's not true.

Everyone sees things in different ways.

In their way.

Tell me everything from the beginning.

She told me about him at school.

But I saw him for the first time in Polynesia.

- Well, that's what we called it. - And where is this, this Polynesia?

Well, where is it now?

- Over there! - Damn how far it is...

Giorgio!

Put the steering wheel lock in.

- Why do you always take us to Polynesia? - You'll see soon.

Let's go, let's go!

Loretta! Isabella!

- Were you here before? - No.

You'll see what great people they are!

Come on, come on!

- Also a foot bath? - So you can at least wash your feet once.

A bit uncomfortable, this Polynesia.

- What if I slip? - Oh, these stones!

Are you excited?

Well, you'll see him again in a moment.

Hey!

- Look! - Man, what a hot one...

That's why it's called Polynesia.

- And that's just the beginning. - Come!

Let's go, let's go...

Quiet quiet...

You know it, right? Even the boys... are almost all naked.

That's their business.

You really are a girl...

- Gosh! - And there's another one.

Look at them.

Haven't you seen him yet?

Come on, look for him!

Or are you afraid he's here with someone?

Hey, look!

- Look! - This one!

Look at them!

- You play so well! - Yes I like it.

You're a minstrel. You know, the ones who traveled the world singing.

Yes certainly.

I know you know everything.

Don't exaggerate.

The only thing I want to know

- I don't know that. - What?

- The police! - Run!

- Hurry up! - Just run away!

Gianni! Gianni!

Come on, come on, boys.

Let's go, let's go!

- Faster faster! - Go, go!

Up, go!

- And get dressed again! - What a story!

- Well, very good! - Let's go, let's go.

Let's go, boys.

Come on, come on. Get in.

I have to go now.

- Where? - To the others. - But why?

You're lucky you didn't get caught.

You didn't do anything bad.

- Neither did the others. - But then you'll go to prison!

There are famous predecessors:

Socrates, Gandhi,

Bertrand Russell, Jesus and so many others.

So many others...

I told you we have nothing to do with them.

These are our documents. We are students. From Rome.

Come on, get your IDs out.

- What were you doing here? - Nothing. We were curious.

Well. Go now.

Just go. But don't mingle with these people anymore.

Come on, go home now!

And what are you waiting for? Come on, move.

- But I... - Are you one of the others?

Well, go, go home, let's go!

Why them and not us?

Well, we are students.

These are stray dogs, they don't have tags.

So he was on the police register?

Like all foreigners.

A custom that is common in all countries.

Does he smoke? I mean: Is he on drugs?

No.

For that matter, he doesn't even smoke cigarettes.

No...

He didn't do anything wrong,

until then.

Here they are, they are coming!

But children, what are you doing? Go home.

- Excuse me, are you a university professor? - Yes.

- And you were Lisa's literature teacher, right? - Yes.

What was Lisa like? What kind of girl was she?

An impeccable girl, in every way.

Hardworking, intelligent, educated.

- And the family? - An exemplary family.

Her father is a big industrialist.

- In which industry? - Automobiles.

- Your father is coming soon, Miss. - Thank you, I'll wait for him here.

Engineers! Please excuse me, I forgot something:

A problem that only takes a minute.

If I could ask you.

Please.

Marina? Oh, it's you.

I'm with Dad at the factory. I'm waiting for him.

I'm sorry, what?

They're out again, have you seen him?

When was that? Yes, yes, I'm coming! Thanks. Bye!

I like this idea of ​​a Renaissance loggia on Roman walls.

Do you know that you speak like a real Italian?

I like to think so.

I'm a bastard.

What do you mean?

My father is Alsatian.

My mother is Italian.

How beautiful it is outside.

So much drama because of two days in prison.

They locked up a friend, an architecture student, for two months.

Were you in love with him?

For a few days. But it was over before he got out again.

At your age, love comes and goes.

That's not true.

I just need to seriously fall in love.

Don't you believe me?

Let's go up. I want to see this loggia up close.

It's already late, I have to go back home.

- How come? - Why? Because they're waiting for me.

They should.

This place is so beautiful.

- Don't you like it? - Of course I like it.

Don't you remember you met me here?

- Even. - I have to go now. - But why?

Oh, Robert, there are rules you have to respect.

You'll see the same day,

you will have the same number of children,

but you won't experience this one moment again,

this one hour.

Why?

Listen, Robert,

why don't you come visit me at home after dinner? Do you like?

Where?

I push.

No.

- No, I pass. - I push.

Push... I want to see.

- I'm out. - Three aces.

- I have a street. - Congratulations!

Giovanni, where are you going?

- The young lady has a visitor. - Oh, well, just go.

Did you hear, my daughter has a visitor!

I have to admit to myself that she is no longer a child.

- It's always like that with children. - The years are indeed passing by.

- Also in your case! - How nice! Yes, probably true...

Did you see? I can invite friends to the house.

My parents are very modern, they give me complete freedom.

Like in Europe.

What does that mean? Italy is also Europe.

But it's a shame that you can only be outside until 12.30 p.m.

When are you eating?

- When I'm hungry. - And you always have,

when you're hungry, something to eat?

Of course.

And what is your father doing?

- Guess! - Painter? - No. It's more industrial.

- How does your mother kill her time? - Right now she's playing poker.

- And you? - Me? I...

And you? What are you doing?

I'm here with you. And I like it.

- Marco! - Hello! - Hello!

- The man of the house! - So early today, what happened?

- How are you all? - A nice surprise!

- What day is today? - Thursday.

Thursday...

- The Thursday Poker. - That's right!

Just keep going, otherwise you'll lose your rhythm.

And then you'll blame me!

A martini.

- Is Lisa at home? - Yes. She has a guest.

Please.

And who is it?

Well, I haven't seen him. He is a foreigner. A boy.

- Who has to give? - I! - Haven't you already?

You always cause confusion.

Excuse me. See you later.

- Bye! - Bye, Marco!

Sweet, your husband...

Father!

Father!

Father...

This is Robert.

Sorry, Dad. I lit a cigarette.

Rest assured, it's just tobacco.

I have always been an understanding father. Maybe too much so.

Maybe I made a mistake.

But I don't believe it.

Times have changed a lot. Radically.

Society has changed.

The moral relationships, the values.

The priests even renewed the mass. It's a mess.

It's difficult to educate. It has become difficult

to understand and be understood by children.

In fact, it's very difficult.

It's difficult to be a father.

I had to resort to authority again.

Because a father... I mean...

No matter how modern a father may be,

no matter how progressive your ideas are,

no matter how broad the horizon,

He still bears responsibility for his daughter's life.

It seems to me a real, moral responsibility, more than a legal one.

And experience also plays a role, age, upbringing.

You have to understand me now, Lisa.

I'm not saying this boy is a good-for-nothing.

Nobody has anything against him.

I just mean that he's not the right company for you.

- For what reason? - Because...

Because he's in a different world, a different mentality.

And then, to be honest,

he is someone who has already had dealings with the police.

A bum, an antisocial.

You talk like Uncle Michele...

Uncle Michele... Uncle Michele is a fascist! And a fool!

- And yet now you talk like him. - Lisa!

- Now you're exaggerating. - Leave her alone, love.

Now it's all about you.

What I say, I say for your good. And you have to understand me.

I do? And you don't have to understand me?

But I understand you very well

and also understand that you are too young to see clearly.

And why do you see clearly? You didn't say a single clear word.

Then I'll tell you the clear word now:

You can't see this boy anymore! Point and match.

I hate you.

Until this day, she's always gotten along with her family.

Do you think they continued to see each other?

- Yes, whenever we all... - No, alone.

Have you seen each other alone?

No. They often retreated to a corner to talk,

- but we've always been in a group. - In a group...

And where did you meet?

In many places: in Piazza Euclide, Trinity dei Monti...

in Piazza Navona or at "Covo".

At the "Covo"...

What is this Covo supposed to be?

We named it that. It's a boat on the Tiber.

There's a jukebox and drinks

for 100 lire. You can also dance.

Oh, hello Lisa! It's high time you came!

Your Robert is back there with two art students.

Hi Lisa.

You're late.

- But you're having fun, aren't you? - Quite the opposite.

- Your Covo is not for me. - Lisa!

Finally, we've been waiting for you!

Here, yesterday there was a party at home,

- I brought food and drink with me. - Great!

This will make the farewell party even more successful.

- Boys, there's food and drink here! - What kind of farewell?

My farewell. I said I was going away.

It's too loud here. Let's go outside.

I'm heading to the sea.

The city is entertaining like a fair, good for a vacation.

Now I need life. The real life.

The one you can only find by the sea.

And there are so many fish in the sea that you can catch and eat.

Try catching an ox in town and eating it.

It would be a mistake if I stayed here anyway.

How come?

That's hard to say.

Look: thoughts translated into words,

become so banal.

The fact that you... that I...

In short, it's better that I go away.

- When? - Morning.

I can be free all day today.

Yes and...?

I have a seaside villa, right on the water.

- Where do you come from? - I'm Alsatian.

- You too? - No, I'm Roman.

And they just let you go off on your own?

I am not alone.

He seems a bit too young to me.

For what?

Just like that. To travel the world in company.

Too young to travel the world alone or with company?

Too young stays too young.

I don't even move around the world. I'm going to my house in Circeo.

Your own home remains the most beautiful place in the world.

- Do you like being at home? - Me? Not me!

- Thank you. - That was very kind of you.

You're welcome.

Take care, children! The world is beautiful at your age!

Honestly, he seemed like a good boy to me too. And so young.

When I read about it in the newspaper and saw the pictures...

Yes / Yes. The protocol. Sign here.

The gendarmerie post in Circeo.

- I did everything right, yes? - Excuse me, what's your name?

Colucci. Francesco Colucci.

This costs 5,000 lire because of the unauthorized transport of passengers.

But...

I came here voluntarily. Thought I was doing something good.

Yes certainly. And you did something good.

Yes, but the violation still exists.

Sign already.

I do not like it.

That's beautiful. It fits well into the landscape.

But we have our fishing gear in there.

It's beautiful. It seems to have grown by itself.

Come! Let's take a look.

Come.

Dad had the meshes made very tight so that even

the fry couldn't get through. The very young ones.

I played in this hut when I was very small.

Everything you need is here.

Look! Look here: perfect diving equipment, right?

I like fishing. But without all this gear.

Leave it alone.

For me the fish must have equal opportunities.

I really like this cabin.

You haven't seen the most beautiful thing yet: Look!

Do you like it?

It's magnificent.

What a mast!

- Is that a 6x40? - Yes, a Lightning.

With a good wind it should glide properly.

Of course! Sometimes I went to the islands with Dad. They are far away.

So you like it?

- This is a real boat. - And look,

If you open the gate, it runs on air cushions

and you are immediately in the water.

- Your name please. - Di Donate. Domenico di Donate.

So you are the caretaker of this villa?

Yes, I'm the caretaker and thought I wasn't doing anything wrong.

Please speak louder into the microphone.

In any case, I didn't think I was doing anything bad or illegal.

Don't worry. I'm a journalist.

So you thought everything was fine?

Yes, everything would be fine, of course.

The lady told me they were just going out for a bit.

And I say: I hope your father doesn't find out.

And you: Hopefully.

Do you give me a kiss?

According to the report, the wind speed was 7 accounts west-southwest.

The sea state was between 1 and 2, which means

ideal sailing conditions.

In this weather, a boat like a Lightning, built to

be so streamlined, could easily do 7 or 8 miles an hour.

There was talk of a possible accident. Are you doing anything to find them?

Something? You must be joking.

You newspaper people believe that when someone goes missing at sea,

We immediately set in motion a search apparatus made up of hundreds of people.

Regardless of costs and losses.

To all units, to all units:

A Lightning is missing between Circeo and the Pontine Islands.

I repeat: Between Circeo and the Pontine Islands.

Understood. Set course for designated area.

Course 195.

30 degrees port.

No findings in the designated area.

We turn south. We turn south. End.

- And no one lives there? - No. She is completely deserted.

Look out!

Robert!

Robert!

- Did you hurt yourself? - No.

- We ran aground. - And what now?

- Can you swim? - Naturally. We also have air mattresses.

Fine. Take them out. We'll load them up with everything we can carry.

- Which things? - Everything.

It's a deserted island, isn't it? We have to fend for ourselves.

Let's not waste any time. Come on, come on.

I was so worried.

That's what I call life.

- What do you have? - I'm a little cold.

In this sun?

Strange. It's because of the wet blouse.

Why don't you take it off? Taking it off will do you good.

We'll put it in the sun to dry.

See, back there!

Give me the blouse. I'll put it in the sun.

Robert!

So what are you waiting for?

Are you still alive?

Yes.

If you don't get in the sun, you'll freeze even more.

No, no, it's warm here.

Come on, don't be ashamed! Nobody's here.

Are you still alive?

Yes I'm still alive.

All the better.

Let me dry myself in the sun.

I'm not ashamed anymore.

And why should you be ashamed?

We should give the island a name.

- For what reason? - That way she'll belong to us even more.

It's unbelievable how the desire for possession is rooted in women.

Is that something evil?

The origin of all evils.

Nevertheless, I would like to give the island a name.

Let's call it...

Mitsu.

- Mitsu? What does that mean? - In Thai it means: flower.

Mitsu... I like Mitsu.

Isn't he going to be good soon?

I wouldn't advise him not to be good after all that effort.

Homemade seagull eggs with home-picked wild tomatoes.

Natural seafood, wild figs and fresh fruit.

It seems strange to eat at this time.

It's nice to eat when you're hungry, isn't it?

The city is so far away.

What are you thinking?

- Of nothing. - About your parents?

No. They're so far away. I don't understand them anymore.

There is a contradiction between

what they say and how they live.

They teach you to do things that they don't do themselves.

And then they forbid you to do something that they themselves calmly do.

Why do they say I'm short?

What does that mean?

Yes, it's true, I'm short.

But she herself is too.

My father is a businessman.

He has preached to me for years that you have to be honest.

And that's right.

Then I found out that he wasn't honest himself,

but convinced that he was.

And his dishonesty

is not dishonesty at all. No! It's a skill.

So he is

a very clever businessman and honest.

But you can't steal honestly.

The truth is that they accustom us to coming to terms with ourselves.

Ignoring the simple reality of things.

See, sometimes I think love

is just a straw that we cling to.

And also think that affection for a friend, for family,

nothing compares

to universal love.

And that it is only our selfishness that makes us so poor.

And then I have to admit the truth to myself. I have to...

Admit to myself that I love you.

I have to admit it to myself. I love you.

It's not my fault, it's not my fault.

No, it's our fault.

But why feel guilty?

Hello? Yes, on the line. Please.

Yes, of course, of course.

Thank you.

Yes, we rely on it. Thanks.

So what?

Nothing. Still nothing.

That was the deputy's secretary.

They also alerted the Navy.

She's looking for the Lightning.

If that bastard did something to her...

Who cares? Who cares if they made love?

We all did that.

The main thing is that no accident happened.

19 years.

Say, captain...

- Yes? - When did that happen?

The morning after.

- And how did it happen? - One moment please.

Here. Take.

So,

- do you want to take notes? - Yes.

- I'm ready. - So,

according to the protocol...

- Get a little closer. - Yes.

Hold it tight.

- When could this have happened? - It wasn't there yesterday.

You would have to tow it with a long rope.

First we go hunting. We have to report it to the harbor police anyway.

Hopefully no one will steal it away from us.

We were the first to see it, no one will take 50% away from us. That's the law.

Look, there's even the logbook.

Come on, otherwise it'll be late. We'll return later.

I don't remember how I fell asleep.

Me neither. I was so tired.

What do you say, let's swim a lap?

This is how we wake up.

Come.

Hey, Silve!

- Silverio! - What is it?

Look at this.

Not!

Not!

- What do we do? - We'll let the harbor police know.

Forgive me.

I'm afraid.

They were naked. Naked as earthworms.

And it was clear that the girl didn't want it because she screamed.

Why didn't you intervene?

How were we supposed to know who they were? Tourists, Americans?

- We're not the island police. - All right then.

Do you have everything? Then give me the minutes.

Immediately.

- Does the logbook stay with you? - Naturally.

But we're entitled to 50%, right?

Certainly. If you deliver the boat here.

We already told Pasquale to give us the motorboat.

Then be quiet, it's the law. Let's read the log again:

We, Giovanpietro Silverio and Giovanpietro Domenico,

wanted to go hunting on the island shortly after dawn.

Near the coast we found a stranded, abandoned sailboat...

I ask you to tell me exactly what measures you have taken.

Bulletins were sent to all gendarmerie posts

and to the commissariats.

The port police are also alerted.

So everything has been done. Everything that was possible.

And all of this is exactly what I doubt.

I spoke to the general about it last night...

I know.

I know.

But I don't think it will be of much use.

Do you know what a general does in such cases?

He calls a captain who does exactly what I did.

If he hasn't already.

I would do anything to find her again.

Lisa...

Lisa is still a child.

But he is also very young.

Yes, please.

Excuse me, captain, it's the guard's turn in Ponza.

Yes, Captain Roversi.

Who? Yes, that is possible.

Last name, first name and profession. Write it down!

So...

Giovanpietro Silverio,

Hunter.

No, hunting is not a profession!

Hey guys, looks like they'll have it soon.

- Her father is already on his way to Ponza. - Then let's go!

Wait! There will be no ships until tomorrow morning. He had his own.

- Damn! Now we need a helicopter. - Do you know how much that costs?

Wait a moment! Your friend who you've flown with before, what's his name?

- Evangelista? - Exactly! Call him.

He has a chopper and will certainly do you a favor.

- My phone directory. - Here you go, Mr. Director.

- Evangelista... - Exclusive report!

A picture of the monster being captured!

- I can already see the headline! - "Monster" seems a bit too strong for me,

even if she is almost a child. "Criminal" is enough.

And then the delinquent Lippi is in fashion.

Do you love me?

I want to make love to you.

But I'm afraid of not knowing how to do it.

Love... is something natural.

You can't be afraid of it.

But you can't force it either.

Love...

is like a flower.

It has its moment.

It comes naturally.

- Binoculars, please. - Here.

- Take. - Thanks.

- Maresciallo, we will anchor here. - Good.

Anchor ready to drop.

Anchor free.

Okay, stop.

- Can I go ashore with my men? - You can.

Make the dinghy ready for four.

Clear the dinghy for departure.

- Dinghy clear! - You can have your people climb over.

- Those annoying journalists! - Who always gives them permission?

Ministry order: The press is to be given preferential treatment.

Let's go. Let's try to look good.

Dinghy ready for four.

The lines are free!

Make the dinghy ready for slipping.

Dinghy slip!

Speedboat Fiorillo to command CP231.

Boat slipped perfectly, heading towards the coast.

Hello Hello! Task Force 2 here.

Radio test. Please respond.

This is Task Force 1.

Calling speedboat. Over.

Speedboat Fiorillo here. All units in radio contact. Over.

There!

It's always the same. Look, the advertising company's logo.

If he thinks he's advertising with us,

then he is mistaken.

Why doesn't he finally run away?

Would you like some music?

But the guitar is still on the hill.

Damn.

- I'll go get her. - Well... Robert!

- Hurry up. - Yes.

Robert!

I don't like staying alone.

Hurry up!

He could be down there between the trees.

It's hard to find someone in a place like that.

I could take great photos with this light. Let's try a little deeper.

Agreed.

Come on, kid, don't be afraid. The worst is over.

Mares!

- At your command! - Bring something to cover her up.

There... Come on, be brave.

It's all over.

This is Task Force 1. We found the girl.

- She's fine. Mission accomplished. - This is Task Force 2. Received.

We'll switch off for a moment. Over.

- The girl is safe. - Let's make sure we catch him!

Try over there.

Lisa...

Lisa!

There, that's him!

Down, I want to photograph him!

Wonderful!

Hey, look at this! The helicopter must have spotted him.

Quickly, over there!

Down, come on!

This was great, even with the sunlight effect.

Show him again!

And now down to Ponza, as the girl goes ashore!

Just calm down, we'll definitely get there before them.

How are you doing? Better? There's our doctor.

Just a small examination that doesn't take a minute.

If you'll allow me.

I don't want it! You have no right to do this, I don't want to!

Come on, don't worry. It's really nothing.

I don't want you to examine me! He didn't do anything to me!

But, but, just be brave.

I am a doctor. You should not be afraid or ashamed.

And I am not only a doctor, but also a family man.

You know, I have a daughter who is a little younger than you.

Hey you!

Do you know what you've committed?

Bodily harm, seduction of minors,

Deprivation of liberty, resistance to state power.

And at your age. What's the point?

Engineers, the speedboat is here! Your daughter is coming ashore soon.

Don't worry, the doctor said nothing happened to her.

There, that's her...

How young she is...

Lisa!

I don't want to hurt you. Don't be afraid of me.

Come.

I beg you, they are staring at us. Act as if nothing were happening.

Thanks.

Help me put her in the water.

- There he is! - The bastard...

Do you want to smoke?

Robert!

Dad, I beg you, do something, do something!

Good afternoon, Mr. Director.

No, not her, she has saggy breasts.

The girl who ran away with the hippie... He's dead. Crap.

- Who is that? - Monella.

She's good. Give me her number.

Of course that's crap. How did he die?

He tried to jump onto her father's yacht.

- He wanted to go to the girl? - Yes. He fell on the ship's propeller.

You understand, 400 horsepower.

This is no longer for the local newspaper.

So let's forget it.

No, not that one, it has too much meat, we need something tender and lovely.

Pastels.