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THE POLICE ARE BLUNDERING IN THE DARK

Listen, can you help me? I've got a flat tire.

Thanks.

You're so kind.

What's that?

Help!

Help!

Help!

"Another photo-model missing. Four in eighteen months.

The Police are blundering in the dark"

Housebound Artist:

Seeks young couple for help with housekeeping.

Excellent conditions.

Hi! What a terrible journey.

You don't call me for months and then all of a sudden.

What's this all about?

You're hurting me!

You're still the same.

What happened to your car?

It's been like that for two months.

You look tired.

You know I have to sleep at least 12 hours till I'm fine.

...The usual story.

No, Lucia... no.

I don't believe you.

This time you've really got to hold it together.

Thanks, goodbye.

Good Evening, Miss.

Please.

Thanks.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

Such bad weather.

Yeah.

You scared me!

My clear, I could lose my soul but I'd never spill a drop!

Doctor, you're always joking around.

You're such a nice person.

At my age girls like you always tell me I'm a really nice guy.

Ah! My dear, is Eleonora ready to play cards?

She'll be here in a moment. But you need to wake up a little first

if you want to be able to win.

But I'm so lucky in love!

- Where is Edmund? - He's next door, with Sarah.

Has he finished getting his model naked?

Yes, she's gone. Such a beautiful girl.

Yes, you're right.

These girls do a job I would never do if I were a woman...

At the thought to be naked in front of someone,

to be photographed by that thing that looks like it might

explode any minute,

would make my blood freeze!

Well, I would d0 it!

Oh, my dear, be careful with the chrysanthemums.

They need a constant supply of cold water.

Flowers are sensible creatures but also impotent.

They need to be cured with kindness and patience.

Damn, I can't see a thing.

What's wrong?

I'm going to get a jug of water for the chrysanthemums.

I'll get it, you can go to sleep.

Sarah, you're so kind wanting to help me.

Uncle, it was you who got me into photography...

It's all I want to do now.

- Such bad weather. - Right.

- It sends shivers down my spine. - ls Doctor Dalla here yet?

I think so. He's in the lounge, as usual.

So, the usual game tonight?

I'm tired.

Me too, I'm so tired. I'm going straight to bed.

Please excuse me tonight.

Goodnight Uncle. Goodnight Calora.

Excuse me, is there a mechanic in the area?

A mechanic? Haha! No, there are no mechanics here.

- A telephone at least? - Just look around you!

Atoken please.

Thanks.

Hello?

It's me Giorgio. Your stupid car left me stranded, and in the rain!

Yes, yes. I've got petrol.

I really don't understand what's happening.

Hello...? Giorgio, listen to me.

I'm not really sure.

- Excuse me, where are we? - In paradise!

Hey! I'm not in the mood to joke around.

Can you tell me where I am?

You're on the provincial road, about 3O kilometers from Rome.

...on the provincial, about 32 kilometers from Rome.

- Where are you calling from? - It's some sort of bar.

We've even got guest rooms with central heating.

Giorgio, please do me a favor and come here as soon as possible.

How can I Erica?

Dario can let you use his car.

Please, come quickly!

Ottavio is not in Rome. That road is far away, surely

there's a mechanic around?

It seems like there's none around.

Ancl then, at this late hour, how will I find one?

Please, find a way to come here.

Listen Erica, it's impossible. I've got work to do.

I'll catch up with you tomorrow morning.

- But Giorgio! - Don't be so childish.

I'll see you in the morning.

Okay, I'll see you tomorrow.

Imbecile!

- Do you have any rooms? - Like I said earlier...

I'll stay for the night. My car has some problems.

- Can you help me move it? - Sure thing, Miss.

It's cold outside, right?

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

I'm paying right away.

- Can you show me to my room? - This way, come.

- Who is he? - My son.

He was born like that, poor boy...

...but he doesn't cause any trouble.

Here is your room, it's the best in the house.

Yes, but it's so cold in here!

I'll get the fire started now.

- The fire is working well now! - It's a lot warmer now, eh?

Definitely!

Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry.

There's very little left, Madam...

...l'll go and see if there's a ham sandwich left.

Thank you. It's better than nothing.

I'm worried about my plants...

It rained so hard today, I didn't expect it.

Tomorrow I expect to have a lot of work to do.

What are you doing? Don't tear them up like that! Why?

They aren't nice photos.

A mother never kills her offspring...

My dear friend, you haven't been well for some time.

Try to relax.

I've told you many times to rest.

And also you my dear Lady.

Alberto!

Yes, Sir?

Roberto, please accompany Dr. Dalla to the door.

Actually, drive him home...

...The roads are very wet and dangerous.

Sweet dreams, I'll see you tomorrow at breakfast.

You can tell me all about your plants.

- Yes. - Come on, drink up.

It'll do you good.

Goodnight...

Goodnight...

Sarah,

I'll sleep with you tonight.

Yes?

My God!

Listen.

Can you...

Listen.

Everyone has gone to the village fair today,

I'd do well to close up myself.

Go and serve the customer.

Well?

Has Enrichetta Blonde left already?

Who?

Enrichetta Blonde.

So, that's her name then!

I didn't ask her name. Did you see her leave?

No. I was still asleep. The less they work, the more they are lazy.

Call her and tell her her friend Giorgio is here.

You tell her, she was so anxious to see you!

- Go to hell, you witch! - Like I don't know you?!

She's not there! She didn't even sleep in the bed.

When did she leave then?

She must have left during the night.

This way.

Listen... Listen... Wait!

Again?

You're the only person around today.

That door by the side, is it closed at night?

Why should I close it?

What's it to you?

Don't you realize a woman has gone missing from your hotel?

Like it's the first time someone has gone missing around here!

What do you mean?

Another one went missing last month, and her bag was

found in a ditch.

Maybe a truck driver took her away from here.

No.

Marlboro.

Who is he?

The new porter for the Parissis.

He's very strange... and also very curious.

Can I help you?

I'd like to speak to Mr. Parissi.

- Who should I be announcing? - Giorgio D'amato, a journalist.

Follow me.

That's Mr. Parissi's wife and their niece Sarah.

- What is your name, again? - Giorgio D'amato, journalist.

Wait here.

- Please, make yourself at home. - Thanks.

Sir, this is Giorgio D'amato.

I don't like journalists,

they irritate me.

- Please, sit down. - Thank you.

What paper do you work for?

I collaborate with various ones.

Tell me...?

I haven't come here as a journalist.

Well then?

Last night I received a strange call from Enrichetta Blonde.

I wasn't convinced by her.

She had no personality.

- She's disappeared! - Another one!

Excuse us!

I hope we're not interrupting anything important?

Eleonora, my wife.

Sarah, our niece. This is Giorgio D'amato, a journalist.

A pleasure.

Well, let's go dear. Excuse us.

You know, Mr Parissi... you can't help but appreciate the beauty

when you're surrounded by these beautiful women.

You're too kind.

- Will you be staying? - Have dinner with us.

- Thanks, it would be a pleasure. - See you later.

- Alberto. - You called, Sir.

My friend, Mr D'amato, will be dining with us tonight.

Very good, Sir.

Come, I'll show you some of the most beautiful photos

you've ever seen.

Your work as a journalist must take you

to some very interesting places, I imagine?

Yes, certainly. Both surprising and singular.

I would have liked it as well.

If I wasn't a medic I'd have been a journalist.

My poor father wanted me to be a doctor, so here I am.

- It happens. - Right.

- Excuse me, Sir. - What is it?

Lady Sarah asks to be excused for her lateness.

She will be here in a moment.

Thanks.

Tell us about your work.

You seem too young to be a journalist.

Even if he has all the requirements?

What has been your biggest story?

I'm still waiting but I hope something big comes along soon.

You're ambitious.

Surely ambition is a virtue, not a vice.

Certainly.

One should solicit fortune and exploit good opportunities.

Right. What do you want in life?

Everything! Everything it can give me.

Our friend has very clear ideas.

This is what a young man needs to get ahead.

- Sometimes life is unfair. - No. Life isn't unfair.

There is good and there's bad.

What do you think, Dear?

It depends...

What counts in life is having passion for something.

...Like I have for my work.

Forgive me, I really needed a shower.

It was so relaxing I forgot about the dinner and our guests.

But above all, our guest, Sarah.

For a moment I was envious of the water.

Envious?

Yes, I have a very impulsive temperament.

Lucia, continue serving.

This wine is very nice.

Ah! Yes, but like women it can also be our traitor!

Thank you.

That's enough.

You, on the other hand, must be very lucky with the women? Right?

I can't complain. Sometimes I have to hide from them

to escape and be left alone.

You know what you want, eh? Bravo! Bravo!

No thanks.

Excuse me, please.

- Do you want the bread? - Yes, please.

No, thanks.

Finally, a pretty waitress.

She isn't bad is she?

To tell you the truth, there are three things that are

important to me...

...Flowers, good wine and women.

...Flowers because they are beautiful,

wine because it brings love

which is something I need!

- And women? - Well, women

have all the qualities of flowers and wine, and they are women!

I was forgetting the purpose of my visit...

You were forgetting you were a journalist?

Now it's just a friend.

- ...among new friends. - Thank you.

It's an honor to be considered your friend.

Aren't you hungry, Dear?

Thanks for your consideration.

To be honest, not really.

You're not well Edmund,

you should rest.

For my uncle, his job allows him to rest.

For me it's quite the opposite;

- resting is my work! - Are you the village doctor?

You could say that, but in this village everyone is quite well...

...except for Edmund.

This is a fixation of yours! Why? Why do you want me sick?

Sick.

I'm well... I'm well.

...lt's just work.

Work I don't understand.

You've never understood my work.

...Not only that.

It's a good thing I have...

Sarah!

- My presence is perhaps...? - Don't worry about it,

Doctor Dalla is used to this.

Please excuse us,

until now we've been treating you like one of the family.

Deep down they love each other,

I assure you.

I know them both too well.

What do you know about love?

It's like a downpour on a sunny day...

...lt hits you when you least expect it.

Imagine if they both loved each other?

Doctor Dalla is always joking around!

What have I said that's so wrong? It's perfectly natural, no?

Coffee is ready,

if you want to relax in the lounge.

Good.

Please.

My dear, you know how I always like to joke around.

Apart from being my niece, Sarah is also my best friend.

Her father was my brother.

He and his wife died in an airplane crash...

Since then, Sarah has been with us. Although we love her,

she has always missed them.

She's a beautiful woman, so simple.

Yes, that's right. We are very close,

she likes to help me, but this is not enough...

...l've been trying to convince her to meet people her own age.

- More whiskey? - Yes, please.

Let's talk about you Mr. Parissi.

I'd like to know more about your work.

I've heard much about your work but I know little about you.

I noticed a collage in the hallway.

A nude of perfect linear composition.

Right, if flesh weren't imbued in desire and tinged with pleasure,

it would be a virtue.

Vice, unfortunately, enters from all angles,

as if carried by the wind, it's in the air.

Believe me, to preserve one's virtue

one needs a constant line of defense.

So true!

You aren't usually this quiet, my dear.

What's wrong?

Nothing uncle,

the rain makes me sad.

It's so violent that it scares me.

You should sleep together tonight,

she's just a girl.

Doctor, you seem tired.

Please don't stay here for us.

Yes, it's better I get some rest...

Alberto,

please take the doctor home.

No, there's no need. My bike is better than any car!

- Will I see you again young man? - I hope so!

Yes, I believe so. Trust me, I know these things!

- Goodnight. - See you tomorrow, Doctor.

- Goodbye. - I should also be leaving soon.

Come and visit us again.

We'd be honored and I'm sure

Sarah would also be happy.

Alberto.

Bring our guests car round to the front.

I wouldn't want Mr. D'amato to get wet.

Yes, Sir.

But dear, isn't it rude to send our guest away in this weather?

Yes, you're right.

Alberto...

wait.

Stay here tonight.

I wouldn't want to impose!

I would be very upset if you caught a cold because of us.

Alberto, prepare his room.

Your room, Sir.

That's the maid, she hasn't finished cleaning the room.

It doesn't matter, goodnight.

Sleep well, Sir.

Aren't you tired, girl?

I need someone!

Meet me in my room upstairs.

It's the second door, near the bathroom.

It'll be great, you'll see!

Really!

Lucia.

Lucia.

- Can I help you? - Sorry.

Do you suffer from insomnia, Sir?

Right... seems like I'm not the only one?

...But I'm doing this for my work. And you?

I'm thirsty.

There's water in your room, Sir. Goodnight.

Goodnight.

You look like a ghost!

Take me away!

- I beg you! - Why are you so scared?

You've got nothing to worry about. The people here adore you

and you have everything to be happy.

I can't explain,

it's difficult.

Sometimes it feels like there's a chasm opening under my feet.

You must think I'm crazy?

But I'm not!

I don't think so,

but you must explain yourself, I need to understand.

I really can't explain,

Eleonora

makes me do whatever she says...

What are you saying?

Why don't you tell your uncle?

No! I can't tell him anything.

Like everyone else, he's at Eleonora's mercy.

But he adores you.

He's so egotistical,

I've always been scared of him.

...Since I was a child.

You'll help me, right?

Of course...

Of course!

I'll take you away from here.

...and you just sit there! Unaffected!

You make me mad!

I'm terrified of what may happen!

What could happen?

Let me go to the city, I beg you.

You'd have the courage to leave me here alone?

Forever!

I've had enough.

You said it would be a short stay,

instead we've been here for 2 years, away from the world.

I like it here and I'm staying.

I work well here.

You'll be distracted in the city...

Don't forget, this air is good for me. I'm getting better.

But I'm not a nurse!

I'm a woman.

Let's separate.

- I want to live with you. - Won't you be scared?

I'm scared here,

but not with you.

What if I'm not who you think?

You are!

You'd abandon your uncle?

You don't understand... My uncle only scares me!

Why?

He's cruel

and he only cares about his invention.

Invenfion?

Yes, he's managed to perfect a method of photographing

the human thought!

- He's a genius? - He's a madman!

- He's impotent. - What do you know?

No, don't think like that,

he's always respected me.

It's his wife Eleonora who...

Continue.

She forces me to do what she wants.

- Now I understand. - But I don't participate.

I'm forced to do it, out of fear.

I'm scared!

But now that you're here,

I can feel...

How can you force me to live here. What gives you this right?

I'm your husband.

Listen,

you've destroyed my life

and now your destroying your niece's life too.

You're finished, destroyed.

Forced to live in that wheelchair, at the end of your career.

In your art, in everything!

This isn't true. It's not true...

You're impotent!

To get rid of you I could sleep with another man in

front of you...

You can do it.

Is this what you want?

I'll never give you the satisfaction to call me a whore!

I've found a sick, depraved way of satisfying myself.

Using your niece's body!

Damn you! No...

Edmundo!

Damn you! Damn you!

We are...

Two unhappy pe0Ple-

Two unhappy people, Edmondo.

- Is it your first time? - Yes.

The others are all sleeping and don't want to be disturbed.

If you want to leave,

I'll thank them on your behalf.

Okay.

- What do you want? - Am I needed?

- No. - The gentleman...

We don't need you, go away.

You'll pay for this!

I swear, you'll Pay!

I'm sure you don't need anything else, Sir.

No.

What are you trying to do?

For once I'd like to do this my way!

You stay in your place, it's better for all of us.

Do as you want, I'm fed up keeping an eye on you.

Listen to me carefully!

Do you really think you and your 6 guests can keep me here?

No! I want to live... to live!

Do you understand?

Doctor Dalla.

Coming.

What is it? ls Edmundo sick?

No, Doctor. I'm not here for him.

What then?

Did you see Eleonora and a model leave here on Saturday?

I don't think so. However, on Saturday I was at the villa. Why?

She's vanished.

Do you know anything?

I'm very concerned about this, let's go inside.

It's been two years. Since I've known her I've been worried.

And Sarah?

Poor girl, she's so intimidated and scared by her.

But Eleonora could warn the police or someone?

Pity young man,

llpityll-

It's about time we call the police

and inform them of our suspicions...

There's something strange Doctor.

Sarah told me a secret only she knew...

What?

Edmundo has perfected a way of photographing the human mind.

Yesterday evening, during the meal, he was

photographing our thoughts.

Mine too?

I think so.

He's a madman.

He's a madman.

- Hello? - Hello?

Are you Doctor Dalla?

It's me, Eleonora...

Good Morning, madam.

I'm scared and frightened...

What's wrong?

Sarah is missing.

She went out this morning and told Alberto she was going to the city

to see our relatives.

It's a little out of character but don't worry,

she must've been delayed. We'll try to do something. Stay calm.

But Doctor, I am calling you from her relatives home!

Here, in Rome. I came immediately.

In Rome?

She didn't come here.

Not only have they not seen her...

but she hasn't even called.

I'm so desperate! Who knows what could have

happened to the poor girl?

Stay calm, Madam.

What's happened?

Sarah?

- Madam? - Please help me!

Listen, stay where you are,

I'm sending D'amato, he's here with me.

In the meanwhile I'll head over to the villa, please wait!

You must go immediately to the city, Via Clemente 87.

You must hurry, Eleonora is waiting there for you.

I'll come straight away.

Alberto... Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

What do you want?

Go away...

Go away!

Go away. Dirty beast!

Go away!

Certainly, it was what she feared.

Erotomania in a hypomanic state.

Erotomania!

Yes, the morbid desires of her sexual instincts.

- Paranoia, Schizophrenia... - So it's dangerous!

It depends on her state of arousal,

the stimulants that provoke her...

...But, I'll be more precise, I've got all the details here.

Here... The doctors in the neuropsychology clinic where

she was admitted

ten years ago,

they didn't deem the internment justified because, in

their opinion,

the signs of imbalance didn't respond to a latent state.

I understand.

My suspicions were correct.

Is this the first time she left home by herself?

Yes, of course.

We always went out together.

- Let's hope Sarah meets us soon. - Yes, she'll arrive on time.

So, this morning,

she preferred to go to the police.

If what Sarah said is true, this will be the big story

of my career!

My God.

It's him.

Alberto.

Alberto...

Alberto...

Alberto...

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Alberto!

Wasn't that Albertds car?

It looked like it.

How come Alberto is not at the villa?

Quick, let's catch up with him.

Alberto...

Alberto!

What have you done to her?

You're a crazy murderer!

Why?

Why kill?

Why carve up the bodies of these beautiful women?

Only to bury them beneath the lettuce!

You've discovered a method of photographing other

people's thoughts...

What about yours?

You could have saved yourself the pain of discovering that you

are the assassin!

Now you even killed this poor woman!

Confess your crimes!

You know very well that you killed her!

No! It's not true.

You'd be happy to see me fall,

but I'm an important man. You're going to be in so much trouble.

Anna, Anna!

You killed her!

Even this poor woman.

Damned murderer!

Alberto...

Alberto!

He killed this woman as well!

Damned murderer!

No, no.

No.

This was...

In Doctor Dalla's thoughts.

No... "Stefanelli".

Yes...

"Professor Stefanelli".

He was an illustrious surgeon...

and in a schizophrenic attack

he killed his wife, Anna, with a scalpel during an operation.

...which she was undergoing to resolve a difficult birth.

Then he changed his name

and convinced his friends to get him the post of medical

officer in the village...

He bought some property

and lived reasonably well.

Are you the butler from the villa?

Alberto Garcia...

...Private Investigator.

Does he work for you?

Yes, but...

As a butler. I had no idea he was...

I've been following the case of the missing photo-models

for some time...

And seeing how the police were blundering in the dark, forgive

me Commissioner...

I decided to start my own investigation.

My agency has been open for many years...

...but without much success.

So I started thinking that this

could be my lucky break...

The chambermaid, the girl...

was she your secretary?

She was my sister.

Poor Lucia.

Now,

Commissioner, if you'll come with me,

I want to demonstrate this technique I have perfected.

What will you do with your machine?

I don't know.

I haven't decided yet, but...

...l think

I'll give it to science.

A discovery like this must...

...Yes! It must be used to serve society,

but in a society run by men of a superior intelligence!

"Mankind differs from beasts for an incurable evil: intelligence."