Original subtitles

- Come on, guys, we're not on vacation! - Enrica!

I'm ready!

Come on, we're late!

- Behave yourself, this isn't Africa! - Yeah, right!

- You've found America here! - Shut up, paleface!

Did you hear what the president said?

You've got to focus, today's competition is going to test...

- our psychophysical condition! - Enrica, save me a seat!

Please, girls, try to behave yourselves!

- I want to sit there! - Let's go, Marco!

Wait, Anna is missing! Where is she?

She's late as always!

Come on, Anna, we're all waiting for you!

Yeah, I'm coming.

ESCAPE FROM WOMEN'S PRISON

ATALE OF SEX AND VIOLENCE

Hurry UP!

Wait! Wait! Get close to the wall!

- I'm stopping here. - What about us?

- Good luck. - We're coming with you!

We had a deal, it's everyone for themselves from now on.

- You fucking terrorist. - Heads up, there's a car!

It's the cops, I know it!

- I'll handle it. - Be careful!

Good morning. Police. I need to see your papers.

- Yes. How come you're in plain clothes? - Criminalpol division.

Freeze! Call your colleague, quick!

Franco!

Don't fuck with me.

Don't move or I'll kill you!

I'll take care of him!

Take this!

- Come on! - ls he dead?

- Yes. What about our company now? - Let's go.

But don't forget that I'm in charge here!

Get in, come on!

Step on it, Pierre, what are you waiting for?

We have to go, what's wrong with you?

- Watch out! How the heck are you driving? - Don't worry, I'm fine.

Come on, let's dance!

Yeah!

What a pair of nutters.

Oh, come on!

Anna, where are you going? Quick! We're late!

He almost killed us! He should've said he got hit!

Shut your mouth!

- Are you wounded? - Just my brother.

The steering wheel broke down.

We must take him to a hospital. Careful, he might have an internal injury.

Monica... what will our comrades say?

Monica...

Who knows what happened.

I took a nursing class.

- Let me take a look at him. - No, I don't want to upset him.

But he's losing blood!

We need to put pressure on the wound.

It looks more like a gunshot wound than a bruise.

This bumping will make him feel worse. Marco, slow down a little!

You'd better dry yourself or you'll get pneumonia.

I can give you a clean tracksuit, if you want to change.

Cheer up, Marco, you even got a free striptease!

Where are you girls from?

From a place where I'd send a little pussy like you.

Calm down, Betty!

We play tennis and we are going to the regional youth tournament.

Have you ever played tennis?

Monica...

It wasn't my fault.

It's weird, but I've got the feeling I've already met you somewhere.

That's the reason I asked if you used to play tennis.

Well, I guess I must have met you under different circumstances.

Don't you think?

However, I have the distinct feeling we have already met.

- Where do you live? - Shut it, you little bitch.

Cut it out!

We have some sandwiches, if you're hungry.

Yes.

- Here, take it. - Thanks.

I'll have those.

- I want one. - Here.

Would you like one?

- He has a fever. - Stay calm, Pierre.

- Everything's fine. - It's not!

It's all going to shit. Where the hell are we going?

Stop it!

Listen to me, sweetie, we're carrying dead weight here.

Tell me, are your other comrades as useless as him?

Forget a revolution, if that's the case. Not that it'd ever happen.

I told you to shut your mouth, bitch.

Four women have escaped from the Costamagna penitentiary.

Monica Hadler, 25, born in Trento, former sociology student.

She left her studies and went underground in 1975.

According to police, she's become one of the leaders...

of the Norih-East section of a terrorist group.

Betty Ossola, 35, born in Parma. She was sewing a sentence...

- I remember you now! - Yes, it's me!

My God!

Keep an eye on them!

You keep driving, and don't say a word.

Sentenced for murder, drug dealing and incitement to prostitution.

Erica Vernacci, 35, born in...

Don't make trouble and nothing will happen to you.

You can put your guns away, you have nothing to fear from us.

Shut up, we know how to handle our business.

- You, go sit in the back! - Yes, I'm going.

We have to go to the tennis tournament. Please, it's very impoflant to us.

We hope that they are still in the area.

He's really sick, we need to take him to the hospital.

The road will be blocked already.

We must hide and let the cops think we've already crossed their roadblocks.

What are we going to do with these girls?

Leave us here, take the bus and go. We won't betray you.

Nice plan, but tell us why we should trust you.

No way, sweetie, we'll keep hanging together. Right, Monica?

That's right. We need a safe hideout.

- I have a friend who lives in a villa not too far from here. - Shut up!

She lives there alone with her husband.

- What's his job? - A magistrate.

Ajudge! They always like to sentence us!

Tell us where it is. Quick, what are you waiting for?

Near a crossroad, a bit fuflher on.

- It's not too far. - We'll go there.

You're not tricking us, right?

Don't even try, I don't care about shooting someone.

That goes for all of you, got it? I don't play tennis, I'm a different kind of woman.

- Marco, no! - Sit down, you fool!

Want to die right away, you idiot? Get behind the wheel and no more funny stuff!

Try that again and I'll kill you!

Go.

Come on, move.

No, you wait here.

You'd better not try any tricks, if you care about living.

Why would I? That's the place.

Right, let's go.

- It's locked. - Try the other door.

Walk!

They must have left.

Who is it?

It's Terry.

Hold on, I'm coming. Oh, it's you, Terry.

Erna has gone to visit her mother for a few days.

I thought you knew, she told everyone.

- What can I do for you and your friend? - What I tell you to do.

I apologize, but I'm in no condition to see two ladies.

Spare your humor for when you're clowning in cour1, judge.

Anyone else in the house?

No.

Same fuckface as the other judge that condemned me.

If you're complaining now, wait until I give you the rest.

We need a place to hide and your dear friend has brought us here.

Our dear Terry always liked me.

Let everyone ofi the bus and hide it behind the house.

Why don't you do it yourself?

- Because I gave you an order! Go! - This isn't over.

How many rooms are in this house?

A dozen. Some are empty and closed.

Stay calm and obey orders, it'll be better for everyone.

Come on, show me.

Hurry up! And you, move!

Walk!

Everyone ofi the bus, we're stopping here.

Move! Move!

Quick!

- This fur is mine! - It's mine now!

Get out.

- Easy, be careful. - I'll hold him.

Come in.

- It's so cold. - Where are we?

- You're catching a cold. - Cut the crap and move!

- She's so rude. - I want to go home.

You're always in my sights, you fucking bus driver.

- Move! - Stop pushing!

- What are you going to do to us? - That's no way to treat someone.

Be nice and quiet. You take care of them.

It's cold in here.

Is that so? It was cold in our prison, too.

Do you know what we did to keep us warm?

We used human heat.

You have plenty of choices here, sweetheart

Don't cry. We've missed the tournament but we need to keep calm.

We don't care about the tournament!

- It's your fault we're here, stupid! - Don't touch me, you're crazy!

- It's your fault! - Stop it!

- Stop! - Leave me alone!

- That's enough, stop it! - Have you gone crazy?

- I'm gonna kill her! - It's nobody's fault.

We can't take it out on each other.

- She's having fun at playing the comrade! - Enough!

- She did it on purpose! - It's not true!

Calm down, Terry. And you, Doria, think twice before saying stuff like that.

We'd better try to set us up, now.

- Anna, help me drawing this bed down. - Yes.

President, move.

Now we've got to do something for this cold.

- What is it? What do you want? - I want to talk to Monica Hadler.

You're trying to pass yourselves as interlocutors for the state...

but you're just responsible for acts of terrorism, kidnappings and assaults!

And for a series of murders that range from magistrates to company executives.

Or from politicians to journalists.

There's a lot of blood on your agenda, and the death toll is growing.

If my brother dies, judge, it'll be on your toll.

Your revolution is absurd, it's based on fear and terror...

and you are like Jacobins who only act through violence!

It's not absurd! We're giving power to the proletariat everywhere!

A real socialist society wouldn't rely on murders and massacres!

You've always been among the servants of the imperialist power!

What do you know about the ambitions of the working class?

I've only sewed justice, which is something that even your kind needs.

If you'll succeed, you can rename it proletarian justice.

- That's what it'll be! - But it'll still punish the guilty.

That's the true function of justice.

Monica!

Take a look at the gun I've found.

- Any other weapons in the house? - No.

- What now? - The cellar is cold and damp. We need blankets.

Oh, sure. Would you like a latte with that?

Tea would be better.

Enough.

You, get in the kitchen with the judge and make some coffee.

Yes, madam.

Your honor...

You two go upstairs to look for blankets.

Listen, tell that girl who studied as a nurse to come up here.

- Monica, help me... - Yes, Pierre.

- Monica... - Hello? Yes, it's me.

It all went wrong, there was nothing else I could do.

We're in a villa on the state road 18.

You must get us out of here at once.

What do you mean that you can't do anything?

But he's wounded, he needs a doctor.

Alright, I'll call again.

What did your friends say?

They're getting ready but it'll take time.

- How much time? - I don't know.

You can leave now, if you're in a hurry.

Thanks, Anna. I should have thought about that.

It just came to my mind.

I also wanted to test our chances to get out of this.

We can't stay here and keep arguing. We must try to escape.

You're right, but we must be careful.

Those women are armed and they aren't kidding.

- I'll smash that arrogant face of hers! - Yeah, do it. We'll help you out.

Because she's the only one with outside friends that can help with this situation!

I think she'll take all of us back to prison.

She's too hot a target, the police will try everything to find her.

Oh, lady judge has so many cute rings.

Why destroy when you can take, right?

Girls, look here!

So much stuff!

Move over!

Wait your turn, there's enough for everyone.

Not this one.

Holy shit, girls, can you believe that I've never worn an evening dress?

I either didn't have the money or they were too tight for me.

So shiny, I love this one! I could let it out a little.

- This fits better. - Nice!

This lady is living the good life. We have the same tastes.

- Did you see this blouse? - She's got furs too!

Give it to me!

I like it so much!

- No way, honey. That is mine. - No! Let go!

- Let it go! - It's mine!

Enough. Two tramps like you cannot wear something like this.

There was a time when I had dozens of these.

How many virgins did you slaughter before making it?

You've never been a virgin, dear.

I'm not a lesbian like you, you bitch!

Yet you've always rubbed yourself like a bitch in heat.

Stop fighting! The wardrobe is chock-full of even better-looking furs!

Answer it, but no tricks.

Hello? Hi, Rupert

No, I'm still studying that dossier.

No, not today, I'm busy.

Don't do anything, hide behind judicial secrecy!

Any confession can be retracted, Rupen, you know that better than I do.

Concerning police, they might have pushed it too hard.

The press will wait. No, those names must not come out!

I can't talk now, Rupert Absolutely not. Wait for me, understand?

Fine, I'll see you tomorrow.

I hope so, at least.

Good job, judge. The usual cover-ups.

Justice is a precise mechanism, and I must be sure about what I'll decide.

You'd have needed much less time to decide about throwing one of us in jail.

Yet you keep asking yourselves why we want to get rid of you.

Miss?

- What do you want? - We need antibiotics.

The fever is very high and we must stop the infection...

- before it's too late. - Don't worry...

I'll make it. I won't be a burden, you must tell it to the comrades...

What are you saying? Stop talking, don't get tired.

Keep calm, I'll get you the medicine you need.

Put the gun down!

- You'd never shoot. - I'd hate to ruin such a pretty face.

I didn't mean that.

- I bow to your foresight. - Yeah, do that.

Monica! Look what we've found!

- You look like a bunch of whores. - What's going on?

What is my handsome judge doing sitting on his knees?

Get up, wuss! What is it, shod of breath? Get up!

No, don't tie him up. I need him.

What about it? You fell in love with him?

I've got to find a pharmacy, and he's gonna help me.

You nuts? With all this police around?

He's an impoflant man, it won't be hard to pass roadblocks with him.

You just think about saving your brother.

The risks you're taking for him will come down on us, too.

I don't give a damn about that.

- Do you feel better? - Yes, thanks.

I'm so hungry right now.

I'm finding this whole situation terribly exciting.

You get excited so easily, and then you're always disappointed.

Look at her, listening to that damn radio and showing her thighs!

- You think you're impressing someone? - Stop that.

I thought they looked like lost angels, the hell they did!

A bomber, a thief, a whore and a crazy drug addict.

- And all of them are murderers! - What are they gonna do to us?

No idea. If they want a ransom, I can only make a payment in kind.

I've only got debts.

Turn right down the alley and then right again.

You look good, you should always dress like that.

You'd find more revolutionaries for your cause.

I don't care about your apolitical, bourgeois talking.

Of course. Why else should you have disowned your rich parents...

your sociology studies and your class privileges?

You should try to be at least formally coherent with your choices.

Such a pity to have met in such regrettable circumstances.

Mind what you say.

There won't be problems, the chief is a personal friend...

but we'd better give this scene a more realistic touch.

Good morning. Show me your papers, please.

Oh, it's you, judge. I recognized the car but I didn't see you.

- What's happening? - Big trouble.

Didn't you listen to the radio? Four women have escaped from the penitentiary.

They've already killed two of my men.

They're led by a terrorist, someone who's even capable of committing a massacre.

I'm sorry for the inconvenience, judge.

You can go now. My apologies to you as well, madam.

Have a good day.

Let's go.

Next time put that hand in your fucking wife's ass.

It could be an idea.

You terrorists sure have a colorful way of speaking.

- But when you're in a courthouse... - Quiet! One more word and I'll kill you!

Against fascism and against violence, we shall resist now and forever!

When the general attorney...

- What's your name? - Claudia.

- How's the wounded? - He's fallen asleep.

How old are you?

18.

Did they get you already?

Excuse me?

Come here.

Come here, I said!

So you're a tennis player. You must be good.

- Here, judge. - How much is it?

7200 lire.

- Any small change? - No, sorry.

I'm sorry, but I don't have enough change. You can pay me another time.

No worries.

- Let's go. - Thank you.

Have a good day.

- This way, I'll drive. - And I'll obey.

- No... - Don't be afraid.

When I was your age I had already screwed all the boys in my neighborhood.

- No, please... - Come on...

Maybe...

Maybe that's because I've got bored of that.

- Come on... - No... no...

No, no... no... no...

You're beautiful...

You're with me...

Marco! Anna!

- What is it? - Look here!

- It's a wardrobe. - What about it?

You can see a corridor through the wall.

- Break it down, Marco! - Let me have a look first.

Break it down, Marco! What are you waiting for?

- There are other rooms! - Stop shouting, stupid!

Wait here, it'd be pointless to risk everyone's life.

I'm coming with you.

Easy.

Go on.

How's it going, sweeties? Everything good?

Yes, it's all good, thank you.

Where's that hunky bus driver?

Where is he? Answer me!

Diana! Diana! They've escaped!

Stop them!

Erica!

They've escaped!

Let's split up!

Diana!

The garden!

You go that way!

Freeze! Don't move or I'll kill you!

Stop!

Yard time is over.

Back to the coop you go.

Come on.

Walk!

- I'll take this one, doctor. - Yes, very well.

This was on the floor, doctor. Someone must have lost it.

Thanks.

Where are you?

Where are you?

Where did they put you?

Oh, there you are.

No, don't shoot me.

I didn't mean to hur1 you.

They forced me to escape! No! No!

Come on, don't be afraid. Come here!

You know what I thought the first time I saw you on that bus?

You can imagine it, I haven't been with a man for four years.

Relax, don't be afraid!

I won't shoot if you do what I tell you.

You're gonna make Erica happy, aren't you?

Yes, but I can't right now.

Right now, bastard! Now!

NOW!

Keep calm, try not to make me kill you.

I'll take care of everything. I'll do everything.

What the fuck were you doing instead of watching them?

You were still playing with dresses? And what about you?

I warned you to keep calm.

Who had the idea? Spill it! Who was the genius?

It was her!

She had the idea.

Terry, no!

You fucking black bitch! I'll show you!

- You coward bitch! - Let me go!

Relax and sit down, sweetie!

Yes, it was her. She and the driver had the idea.

I wanted to stop them but they wouldn't have listened to me.

Why did you want to stop them?

Because I don't want you to get arrested or killed. I'm on your side.

I know it may seem strange to you, but it's the truth.

This gal is fucking with you.

No, believe me, we share the same political ideals.

I've always tried to get in touch with your groups and I know everything about you.

I know about every action you made and every fact about you. I... I...

"l, I, l", you're just a regular nutcase.

Come on, Terry, that's enough.

So it was you.

Yes.

Come here.

Give me the gun.

- Take it. - But...

You said we share the same political ideals, right? Now we'll see.

- Kill her. - What? But... why?

Kill her! She did wrong and now must pay the price.

Come on, what are you waiting for?

Having political ideals doesn't mean just talking.

No... no!

No! No! Stop!

I can't! I can't do it!

- I could never do it! - Idiot!

Get her some clothes she can change into.

Forgive me!

- Terry... - Move, judge!

- You bastard! - Leave her alone!

You're disgusting. Let's go.

Get a move on, honey.

Change your clothes, it's on the house.

I've brought you some food.

You must be hungry.

It's good, isn't it? Do you like it?

You want more, yes?

That's a good boy. We're making love again later, you know that?

- Everybody take a piss, come on! - Calm down!

Make it quick, I've got other things to do! Hurry!

I can't go like that.

No way, sweetie! Leave the door open!

Don't worry, nobody will look at you.

Back!

- I really have to go! - Wait your turn!

Go away!

That's enough, shoriy.

- Well done, president! - Quiet!

Next, come on!

Are you ready? Let's go.

No. I'll take them, honey.

- What a surprise! - What is it?

Such an interesting show.

I was not mistaken, let me congratulate you.

Pig! What do you want?

I have an urgent physiological need.

I'm sure you revolutionaries don't have these needs, of course.

He needs to piss!

Alright. Do it, judge.

Thanks.

Freeze.

I told you to do it now, right where you are.

Did you get it?

Piss. With your hands up.

Very well.

Well done, piss-pants.

Lock him in his secret studio.

The piss-yellow sitting room!

It'll stink to high heaven shorfly.

Walk!

Come on, don't make a fuss!

I know you'll have fun amongs your memories!

As usual, terrorists strike when the political climate is more fragile...

and the government can't discredit itself any more.

Even if police or the secret service are unable to defend the citizens...

not doing anything would be equal to surrendering and...

- You're scared, are you? - No.

- What's your name, shofly? - William Piccione, accountant.

Willy. Do you like to dance, Willy?

Yes. Well, not that much, to be honest.

Why don't you like it?

I like dancing. I've been dreaming of a night like this for years.

Have you ever been to prison?

- No, not yet, I mean... - It's not that bad, you know?

I mean, the food is crap and the poriions are small.

And you don't have men you can dance with, just whores.

No whisky, no desseris...

Don't be afraid...

Tomorrow we'll leave...

- And you'll be free... - Don't talk.

Don't get upset. The wound might open up again.

Don't move. You lost a lot of blood, you know?

I'm thirsty...

Here.

Slowly.

Try to rest now.

- My wrists hurt - Are you tired? Sit down.

Here, have a cookie. Come on, eat it.

You don't want to stay here with the others, do you?

I know what you'd like to do.

It's never enough for you, huh?

I even bathed, don't you notice how good I smell?

- I'm holding you too tight? - No, not at all.

Why don't you hold me too, then?

And, despite his resignation, he's still keeping his parliamentary immunity.

Still no news about the four women who have escaped from the Costamagna penitentiary.

Investigators are checking the reports from the citizens living around the area.

After killing two policemen in a shootout, the criminals escaped in a French car...

which was found near an old farmhouse.

CALL THE POLICE

The criminals probably used the farmhouse as their first refuge.

Be quiet, don't be a fool.

Quiet!

Quiet or I'll kill you!

I don't want to hur1 you.

No, no, no...

Please... please...

Be quiet!

No, no, please, no...

- Relax... relax... - No...

No... no...

No, let me go... let me go...

No...

Stay still!

No, please... no, no...

Don't be an idiot.

Please...

Let me go...

You're gonna like it, you'll see.

They all react like you in the beginning.

No, I don't want to... Let me go...

- No! - Keep still!

Keep still!

I know you'll come looking for me after this.

No!

Go away, you idiot! Go away!

Leave her alone!

Go away! She wants me! Go away, I said!

No!

Let him go! Let him go, you coward!

Pierre!

- Out of my way, you little bitch! - He's wounded!

- Out of my way! - Claudia!

- Let him go, you coward! - I'll teach you a lesson!

His wound will open up again!

You're like that bitch sister of yours!

Out of my way, you little slut!

It's because of this asshole that we're all here!

- You're going to kill him! - Get out of my way, I said!

- Let him go! - Out of my way!

Stop it!

- She wants to kill him! - What the fuck is going on?

- Let him go or you're dead! Violence is your answer to everything! - Enough!

Enough!

Don't touch me. I've had enough of you!

Who wants to? You disgust me!

You rotten bastard, you deserve to die!

What's got into you? Have you all gone mad?

Shut your mouth and go call Erica! Quick, hurry!

Pierre...

He's fainted.

If he dies, I swear I'm gonna kill you too.

Pierre... Pierre...

You still want to, don't you?

I'm never enough for you.

Erica!

Erica!

Erica!

Where have you gone, you stupid bastard whore?

- What do you want, moron? I'm here! - Answer when I call you!

You're deaf, too, aside from being a slut?

I'm not deaf! Why are you shouting?

Because this place is turning into a fucking brothel and I've had enough of it!

Don't shoot! Monica Hadler, this is Police Chief Zamboni!

The place is surrounded, you can't escape!

There's nothing else to do but surrender!

Let the judge and the girls out!

- Who's shooting? - It's the police, we're safe!

- Monica Hadler, I'm talking to you... - They've found us, we're safe.

- You have to convince your accomplices... - We must shout to let them hear us!

- Help! Help! - We've surrounded the house!

Help! Help us!

- You have no way out! - We're in the cellar! Help!

Don't try anything stupid!

You have nothing else to do but surrender!

Firing back at us is useless!

Release the hostages within five minutes...

and come out unarmed and with your hands up!

Help! Help!

Go downstairs and shut those bitches up.

How did they manage to find us?

- Help! We're in the cellar! - Help us!

Shut up! Be quiet or I'll kill you!

- We're here! - Shut up!

Down! All down! You won't get out of here so easily!

Those cops ain't gonna free nobody, got it?

Marco!

Marco! Where are you?

WhV- --

Why?

Marco, no...

Go back with the others. The only thing this guy needs now is an undeflaker.

What are they doing? What are they waiting for?

They're waiting for us to surrender. They fear for the lives of the hostages.

- I'm not going back to prison. - Me neither!

Three minutes left. Surrender.

The place is completely surrounded, there's no way out.

Monica Hadler, you know what's going to happen.

I'll tell you again.

- He's got it against Monica! - Sure, maybe they know each other.

- Come out with your hands up! - Again with the orders.

Monica Hadler, it's best if you all surrender. You have two minutes.

Be reasonable and give up, there's nothing else you can do.

What do we do?

We give up, we got nothing left to do. It's over.

What do you care, anyway?

Your friends will let you escape again in a couple of years.

But we don't have your organization backing us up!

Betty, how many years did you have left?

I don't remember, but it's a big, big number.

It's pointless to keep score.

Cop killing means a life sentence, for sure. That applies to you, too.

We'd get out of prison in a coffin.

We won't give up here!

I'd be foolish to die, now.

We might always get another chance.

- Maybe for you, but not for us. - This is our chance.

All those girls are from good families with a lot of influence...

and right now their parents are in great despair.

We'll threaten to kill them if the cops don't let us go.

- Would you really do that? - You've killed more people than me.

- Different people in different situations. - Bullshit!

- I say we'd better surrender! - No, nobody will give up here!

And I don't like that the chief is always mentioning you.

I don't think we'll have to kill the girls. I don't fancy massacres, you know.

You'd like to surrender to the chief, huh?

- Bastard! - I have a better idea!

Where are you? Here, she's all yours!

Show me how good you are, come on.

And don't be afraid to hur1 her too much.

I'm sure you'll get to love each other.

What's happening?

What are they going to do?

Why aren't they surrendering?

They won't. They'll use the girls as hostages.

They're going to kill them if the cops don't let them go.

My God...

Don't be afraid, judge. They'll threaten the girls, not you.

They are crazy! Why didn't you stop them?

Why do you think they've locked me in here?

You have to stop them! You have authority over them and you're rational!

- They're unstable, only you can stop them! - Let me go!

Take your hands ofi me!

The truth is that you're nothing but a fanatic, and a dumb little slut!

Slut! I'm the one in charge, now!

Considering the mess you've put me into...

I reckon I'm absolutely entitled to teach you a lesson!

We're bringing out a hostage, hold your fire!

You hear that? Move back.

Put him down.

What are you waiting for?

Come on, Snow White. You don't want to get blood on your clothes, do you?

That's to show you that we aren't fooling around!

We demand a car and

We'll take three hostages with us, and we'll kill them if you try to follow us!

We'll give you one hour, then we'll stall killing the other hostages.

The judge and the girls, one every ten minutes...

until you'll accept our conditions.

No!

No! Let me go!

Let me go! You disgust mel Let me go!

No!

Let me go! No!

Let me go!

Filthy pig!

It disgusts you, huh? But I'm the one in charge now!

Remember that we'd rather die than go back to prison!

I'll take anything over being Warden Gruber's victim again.

Don't mention her, she brings bad luck!

We'll never get out of here, I know it!

They'll leave us to die!

Of course not, stop saying that, please. Calm down, everything's gonna be fine.

The police will free us, you'll see.

Listen, I'm Chief Zamboni and I want to talk...

Talk! Talkl We're all ears!

I want to talk with Monica Hadler!

You can talk to me, I'm Betty Ossola!

- I want Monica Hadler! - What's wrong with me?

You kill one at a time while she prefers massacres!

I'm tempted to kill this asshole to even the score!

So?

Go to hell, that's what we say. Either speak or scram, you decide!

We can't accept your requests. I don't have the necessary authority.

What the fuck do you want, then? Can't you see how annoying you are?

I'd like to ask you to be more reasonable.

This way you just risk making your situation worse...

aside from putting the lives of the girls and the judge in danger.

We're gonna stafl killing the hostages in 45 minutes!

We can stafl right now if you think we're blufiing!

I need more time to move our negotiations forward.

- I said 45 minutes. - I'm hungry.

What are you looking at?

I disgust you, huh?

You disgust me.

- You and everyone like you! - Shut up!

I saw you in the courihouse, don't you know?

Looking so challenging and so full of hate and contempt.

You think you're so strong and that you have humiliated me...

but you're just a stupid whore.

You're exploited for purposes you know nothing about.

You've just become aware of it...

and now you're feeling worse than those three women.

What about your ideal of justice and your utopian ideologies?

Where are they now? You can't answer, huh?

You're disgusting.

Well, I don't have the ambition to be liked.

I don't give a crap about men or young girls.

Listen, fatty, we've been in a cell together for six years...

and I tolerated you because I couldn't do otherwise, but if you...

Diana, Betty, Monica, Erica! Can you hear me, girls?

- Is it Warden Gruber? - I'm here to help you.

- It's impossible. - It's really her!

You're in big trouble.

You're tired and perhaps don't believe me, but I'm here to help you.

I'm your friend.

They called me because we know each other.

We've spent a lot of months and years together.

It's like we're pad of the same family.

Betty, Erica, Diana, Monica!

You've done a terrible thing!

I would have never expected you'd have killed those cops and the hostage.

But what you're doing now is even more terrible.

You're threatening the lives of so many innocent girls!

I won't believe it, I know you're not that ruthless.

I know that you're not inhuman, after all the time we've spent together.

There are no secrets between us. Of course I know how good freedom is, and...

- Make her shut upl - Calm down! I'll take care of it!

Warden, come closer, we want to talk to you!

I'm coming. We'll talk and solve this situation together.

Don't move an inch, warden!

It's not nice that you're coming to talk to us!

We were the ones who had to come to you!

And Erica remembers all the times you called her, day and night...

even when she didn't want to and spent the time crying hopelessly!

But she had to come, because you demanded it!

Now it's Erica that wants to talk to you.

You filthy bastard!

Watch out!

Get back! Get back!

Help! Help us!

H6lp us!

They're shooting back!

We cannot accept your conditions!

Erica, get upstairs! Betty, the cellar! Shut the girls up!

Your time's up.

We will no longer shoot up in the air from now on.

- Help us! - They'll kill us!

- We're here! Help us! - Enough! Stop it!

Murderer! Murderer! Let's kill her! I can't stand it anymore!

- I want to get out of here! - Get ofi me or you're dead!

Don't shoot!

Go to the corner! Where do you think you're going, Willy?

Freeze!

Stop! Stop or I'll kill her!

And we'll kill the judge right after her!

Get back or we'll kill everyone!

- All back, boys! Hold your fire! - All back, everyone!

Prick up your ears, chief!

We're gonna massacre everyone if we don't get what we asked for in 3O minutes!

Got it?

Go back, and turn all the lights off!

They won't try anything for a while.

They must have realized that we aren't joking around.

How can we be sure of that?

Well, I don't believe it.

Those people don't give a damn about the girls.

That chief is just looking for a promotion.

How will he get it, if the girls die?

Their parents must be making a ruckus.

Public opinion will force police to give up.

I'll go insane if those morons don't stop moaning!

Insane, I said! I can't stand them anymore!

They won't keep it up for long. It'll be hard to control them when they give up.

- How many bottles of whisky we got left? - Enough to get drunk.

- And enough to make them drunk? - Two boxes left.

Who'll force them to drink? I'm not going back there alone, I tell you.

If one loses her head, not even our guns will be enough to stop them.

What is it? What do you want?

You've had quite a pariy, haven't you?

You know, judge, I didn't figure you to be so hot-blooded.

Nice going, pops. He didn't waste time.

Here's a love story between a shitty capitalist and a fucking terrorist.

Let's go, you poor victim! If you'll excuse us, judge.

Maybe we'll bring her back to you later.

Why don't you let me out too?

Here. Drink it, quick!

Drink it all.

Here, you too.

Good idea, Monica. Get them all drunk, it's on us.

- Come on, Erica, let's go. - I'm coming.

Come on, drink it.

What have they done to you?

Drink.

I'm not afraid, I really meant the things I told you. You can trust me.

- I'm on your side! - Shut up and drink!

This is Chief Zamboni. Hold your fire!

I'm coming to talk to you.

Can you hear me? I've got something impoflant to tell you.

- Hold your fire. - Talk.

A magistrate has given me an order to accept your conditions.

A car and the money are on their way.

My men will leave the villa immediately.

They've been forced by the public opinion.

No, they couldn't risk it.

They're going away.

- How did you get to do it? - To do what?

What you're doing. What do you call it? Ajob? A mission?

Call it whatever you like, but don't expect explanations.

I've given up explaining it to people like you.

Yes, like Marx. Stop explaining, it's time to change. Isn't that right?

What do you know about Marx?

You people believe you have the exclusive on Marx, truth and social justice.

But you have the exclusive on the rest: power, money, institutions...

laws, corporations and police.

I've got little of those, personally.

Once lwas like you, I thought people and things could be changed.

- You think so now? - No.

But you're a conformist, thus you don't see the need to fight.

I say there are other ways to fight, without wasting my life or my youth.

I'm not like you. I don't like violence or playing with guns.

I'm not playing and I see myself as a soldier in a war.

I fight against the oppression and bourgeois people like you, a cancer...

of any democratic society.

You talk like your fliers, but the world won't change...

through political discourses, blackmail or massacres.

You'll never win. Your ideals might be good...

but you let yourselves be exploited like poor saps.

Thousands of people dying for freedom aren't poor saps! Remember that!

I don't know and I don't want to know either.

I don't care about the dead. To me, freedom means to live.

You're wrong. Above all, freedom means dignity.

And it's better to die than to live without it.

- Will you let me drink? - Why?

You don't need it, you'd just throw it away.

I want another drink...

Let's go upstairs, come on.

Give me the bottle.

- What are you going to do to us? - I have two ideas in mind.

The first idea is to break your face, the second one is something more personal.

The police gave no news about the women escaped from the Costamagna penitentiary.

According to the head of the Digos division in Milan...

the criminals were probably able to leave the area where police...

had set up several checkpoints.

At the moment, investigators are holding onto new developments.

A journalist has stated that police are holding onto many more details.

The mystery surrounding the disappearance of the tennis players' bus is...

What are they saying?

What does it mean?

Does it make any sense to you?

Just that they're keeping it quiet. Cops want no interferences.

Here's your public opinion, no one knows a fucking thing about it!

They cut the wires.

And he gave us his word, that pig!

He's not taking risks, he knows we're ready for anything.

Keep an eye on the garden and tie that bitch up. I'm going to the cellar.

Here's the boss.

Here, have a sip.

Leave me alone.

Stop running away, I'm not letting you go!

Claudia! Claudia! Come on, wake up.

Wake up, honey.

Claudia, wake up!

Follow me. Get up, sweetie. Come on, let's go.

Don't be afraid. Let's go, honey, come on.

Where are you taking me? I'm sleepy.

You'll sleep later. You'll be able to sleep as long as you want, later.

You'll have so many pleasant dreams.

What are you looking at?

I know where you want to take me...

- I don't want to... - Yes, you do.

You're just a little ashamed, but I know you like it.

My head's spinning, they made me drink too much. Let me sleep, please.

Yes, later.

Where the hell is our car? I want to get out of this prison!

L'm hungry-

I eat every time I feel afraid.

Never told that to anybody, you know?

Since I was a kid.

I woke up at night to eat, and would sneak into the kitchen.

I was afraid the nun would wake up and discover me.

I ate and ate. I kept on eating...

Cut it out!

Cut it out! Why do you think I care about you being hungry?

Where are you? Come out!

Where's the car, chief? You damned bastard!

You gave us your word, you piece of shit! Where's the car?

You hear them? They're going crazy because they're sensing what'll happen.

I've sensed it...

since the radio and the phone stopped working.

Where are you, chief?

They won't let us leave...

but they won't send us back to prison either.

Here, have a drink.

I'm not going back to prison.

It's no use crying, that's the way things turned out.

Let me tell you one thing, though, they won't take me back to prison so easily.

Why is he not keeping his promises?

You still believe those? It's gone bad for us.

My aunt was always telling me that I'd come to a bad end.

But it's not over yet, those cops will have to deal with me.

No, wait.

I'm going out.

I don't care if they kill me.

Do it, we're not stopping you.

I'm having a snack in the meanwhile.

Cheers!

Stop! I'll kill you!

Hands ofi the rifle! Don't touch it!

- Who's shooting? - They are crazy, you said so yourself.

No. God, no...

- Don't leave me! - Let me go, stupid!

- Your friends are gonna kill me! - Erica! Betty! Who's shooting?

Diana!

Monica.

It's all over.

Over.

Terry, wake up.

Monica? Where is Monica?

They have accepted their conditions, it's all over.

Girls, we're safe. Wake up.

Susanna, wake up! Doria, wake up!

Come on! President, we're safe!

Listen, this is the chief speaking.

My men are bringing the car and will leave it at the top of the driveway.

Monica! Monica!

There's an envelope with the money on a seat.

Why are you still here? They'll kill you, you must escape.

Monica, have you heard what the chief said?

Let's go, boys!

You have to escape! You can't get arrested, not after everything that's happened!

Monica, don't be stupid, they'll shoot as soon as you come out of here.

I'll come with you. They'll think I'm your hostage.

They won't stop you and you'll save yourself.

- Terry, that's crazy. - I'm not afraid.

They won't attempt anything if we exit the house together.

I'll go with her.

Monica...

Let's go.

- It's a trap, don't you get it? - Maybe. Maybe not.

Careful!

Go!

No, Terry! Terry!

Despite the apparent similarities with everyday reality...

the facts, events and characters of this film are entirely fictional.

The director wishes to thank the cast, the crew and the various people...

whose enthusiastic collaboration contributed to the realization of the film.

The CINEMA 13 cooperative wishes to thank the borough, the thermal baths and the...

friends of the town of Salsomaggiore for their help during production.

Subtitled by Francesco Massaccesi