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'Italy Armed' aka 'A Special Cop in Action'
Will you give us the ball, please?
Luisa, I don't feel well. I've got a headache.
You rascal, hoping I won't send you to school.
Morning, Commissioner.
Bye, kids.
- Not bad! You've got talent. - I've already signed to Juventus.
- Straight to headquarters? - No, coffee and paper first.
It won't start, is there a mechanic around here?
Enough!
- I want to go home, let me out! - Quiet!
Shut up or I'll kill you! Got it?
- You hear about Torino? 3 - 0. - Not bad against Lazio!
Don't move! This is a robbery!
Drop the gun!
- Move and you'll go the same way! - Come on, guys!
Move it!
Attention, cars in zone 4. Robbery at the Bank of Torino.
That's close! We might get them!
Hurry up!
Don't move!
Set up roadblocks.
Out of the way!
Get back!
Guys, the police!
Get over here!
Take cover.
Let us go or I'll kill her!
- I'll empty it in her head! - Do as they say!
I've got two kids! I'm begging you!
Let them go! Think of my children!
Okay. Go.
If I see you tailing us I'll kill her!
All cars in zone 4, you're looking for a blue Fiat 131...
with four men on board and a woman with red hair.
License plate: Milan X81-273
- Damn, you were good! - Hey, I know what I'm doing!
Take a left and stop.
I'll take care of the guns. We'll meet at the agreed place.
Give me a bag.
- He's dead. - Inform headquarters.
There's been a kidnapping. A school bus full of kids just disappeared.
- Is it really a kidnapping? - Yes.
How will the families pay the ransom, they aren't rich.
- I don't know. - You must have some leads.
- Nothing. - Then what are the police doing?
The police work 24 hours a day. Isn't that enough?
Do you know anything?
- Why can't you tell us anything? - You must find those criminals.
We've got everyone working on it but you have to help us.
- The slightest clue may be valuable. - What can we say?
They're kids who go to school, and none of us are rich, will that do?
It's your fault, letting those thugs roam the streets!
- We're doing everything we can. - What are you doing?
What? I want my son, my boy!
It's your duty to protect us, to defend us.
You have to get my brother back.
You have to! He's all I've got!
You'll get your brother back.
Let's try to give those bastards something to eat.
See if it will shut them up.
We want to go home! What do you want from us?
Come on, eat something then you'll be quiet.
I want to go home! Let me go!
Will you stop it?
Don't move! Enough!
What are you looking at? Come on, eat!
What's wrong with you?
- You don't want to eat. - He's sick.
Don't take your eyes off those monitors.
- Anything else new? - The usual pranksters.
If I catch those sons of bitches.
- Any news from the patrols? - No, nothing.
- They're combing the area. - We need to try harder.
- Our only weapon now is patience. - Not your weapon of choice.
It's eating me up just waiting here.
It makes me mad when I think of those kids in the hands of those thugs.
Squad cars 2 and 4 what is your location?
We're at Casale Bagliore.
5 here, we're at the Bauta Mill.
Nothing new to report.
Why don't you get some rest?
Right now they could be anywhere in Italy.
Perhaps even here, close by.
No doubt about it, we're dealing with professionals.
- Who is it? - Ms. Giorgi?
- We've got your son, Paolo. - Where is he?
Don't interrupt!
He had a comic in his pocket...
- and a letter addressed to his school. - Tell me where he is!
When the time is right.
- This time it's them. - No doubt about it.
Inform the other families. You'll be hearing from us.
- Where did they call from? - One moment and I'll tell you.
Can't you be more precise?
Okay.
Well?
The call was too short, all they know is that it came from the west of Milan.
- It isn't much. - It's nothing!
They may have called from Milan to mess with us...
but we have to go there. It's our only lead.
Listen, call headquarters in Milan. I want to speak to Commissioner Arpino.
This is the motorway and the auto-grill is here.
We'll meet there as soon as we get the ransom money.
We'll need three cars, identity papers and passports.
That's where we'll split up.
Listen, Torri will finish his guard duty soon.
Why don't you take his place. The fresh air will do you good.
I decide what's good for me! You take his place.
- Me? But... - No buts, Rocky.
I make the decisions.
And shut that bastard up, I can't take it anymore.
Look, I think that kid really is sick.
Then give him an aspirin or two to send him to sleep!
Milan hasn't changed a bit.
Always full of more criminals.
My dear Betti, criminals now don't have any limits.
Yes, but they crossed the line kidnapping those children.
I imagine you've already done something.
These are the suburbs west of Milan.
The call appears to have come from here.
We'll see, but we can't ignore even the tiniest clue.
- There's nothing more we can do. - I'm sorry to involve you in this.
- I know, it's a dirty nuisance. - Well it may be my last nuisance.
You know I'm retiring next month.
Retire? But you're still a kid!
A kid! I'm falling to pieces.
I'm tired of fighting today's criminals.
You know my daughter... Want some?
- No, thanks. - she's married, house by the sea...
- The fishing! - With all your nephews and nieces.
But this means you're deserting us.
It means making way for youngsters who have faith, enthusiasm...
and maybe even anger, like you.
You're quite right, some of those criminals out there...
I can't control myself.
- You're always picking on me! - What's going on?
You've all seen that there isn't a mark on me!
Lay one finger on me and I'll press charges!
Leave him to me.
You shitheads!
Sorry, Commissioner.
- Smoke? - Thanks.
This is Fabri, one of our best special agents.
Well, what have you got for me?
It's like I told you, they're going to hit the Bank of Italy tomorrow morning.
You know who they are?
The same guys who held up a bank in Turin a couple of days ago.
In Turin, a couple of days ago.
I think I'll give you a hand!
- Hands up! - Against the wall!
Morning, guys. You're just in time.
Don't be smart. One move and we'll tear you to pieces.
You used a snitch, it's all you're good at.
You're mistaken.
You're mistaken if you think it's over.
Go on, cuff them.
Stop! Drop the gun!
Tell him to release my friends!
Everyone by the counter!
Don't move, or I'll kill you!
- Let go! - Shut up, bitch!
You then!
Don't come any closer! Let my friends go or I'll kill him!
And you'll have that on your conscience, fucking cops!
- Well? - It isn't up to us.
- You've got 3 minutes. - It isn't enough.
- Make it last! - Please!
He'll kill me! Listen to him!
- Listen to him, I've got a family! - Shut the fuck up!
You've got three minutes, not a second more, then I'll kill him!
Stay where you are!
We need more time. We need to find the D.A.
I said three minutes. Don't try to trick me!
- Headquarters, this is officer Ferrari. - Remember I'll kill him!
Aren't you smart, calling for back-up. You're trying to trap me!
Stay calm! They're bringing up your friends.
Satisfied? Let those people go.
- They're not involved. - Okay, agreed.
- Everyone out! - Me as well?
Don't move! You'll keep me company!
Just do as I say!
Take off the cuffs!
Take them away.
Don't mess with me! I'll kill him!
I'll shoot!
Then shoot.
- I've got a family! - I'll kill him!
What are you waiting for?
- He's going to kill me! - Shoot!
Why do you want him to kill me? I'm not involved!
Why do I have to die? Just let him go!
Shoot! Then we'll have one less criminal.
Put the gun down slowly and step back.
One wrong move and they'll empty their machine-guns into you.
Well?
Stop or I'll shoot!
Carli, Ovidio.
Call an ambulance.
Antonio Boretti.
It's pointless wearing shades and growing a beard!
Shut them up.
Shut them up! I can't take it anymore!
- Franchi! - What is it, Mancuso?
- Make those bastards shut up! - How the fuck do I do that?
Put something in their mouth!
- Where are you going? - For a walk.
It isn't wise, the less we're seen around here the better.
Mind your own fucking business!
What's going on?
Raffaele Cacace! What are you doing in Milan?
- I came here to look for work. - And cut jackets on buses!
- How could I have cut your jacket? - You were next to me, I saw you.
Did you find a blade? Search me!
I'm sorry. Careful, I'll sue you for defamation.
I'll question him.
All my papers were inside it.
- You don't think I...? - No, I believe you.
- Coffee? - Thanks very much.
What about that job at Alfa-Sud? You're good with cars.
Thanks very much.
You know how it is, they started accusing me of stealing as well.
Can you believe it? See how bad people can be?
Real nasty.
Want some?
- I'm not hungry. - Look, I'll be offended.
Don't be offended, I'm really not hungry!
Well I'm offended.
Nothing gets past you!
- That could've hurt. - He'll get his wallet back.
I've got a clean job. It's an easy fix.
You're lucky I'm in a good mood.
If you stay out of trouble I'll forget about this.
- So I can go? - Go.
God bless you!
A little stitch and it will be like before, don't be angry.
Excuse me.
I'd like some information. You don't know where I can find...
Yes, a bus, or something that will take me to the centre?
- My motorbike is broken so... - Yes, there's a stop down there.
It's on the main road.
Yes, thanks.
What are you doing?
Help!
Bitch!
What happened to you?
Nothing.
Some thorns.
Check all the access roads and let us know if you see anything.
We're counting on you.
Try to identify any people or vehicles in the area.
This place is hot, don't let anything slip by, understood?
Okay, nothing to report for now.
We're heading towards the farmhouse, stay in contact.
The description she gave us sounds exactly like Salvatore Mancuso.
Mancuso and Albertelli were working together until very recently.
Only Albertelli could have planned this kidnapping.
First we need to find the kids, then we'll get Mancuso, Albertelli...
and the rest of those sons of bitches.
Fuck! The police!
How could they have found us? Something isn't right.
What do we do now?
The kids, bring them here. It's best to have them nearby.
- Torri! - What is it?
Bring the kids down!
He's dead.
That's all we need.
- It wasn't our fault. - They'll still pin it on us.
They won't believe us.
They don't have to.
Can you hear me? I see the children!
Some men are moving them from a silo.
There must be five or six of them.
- Now it's our turn! - Relax, they won't just hand them over.
Careful.
Stay back! Don't come any closer!
We need to be careful. We need men and tools.
I'll take care of it.
- What's the situation. - It's going to shit.
- Have you informed the parents? - Yes, they've got the money.
Half of Turin contributed, but we need time before it gets here.
They've given us an ultimatum; two hours for the money and a car...
or they'll kill the children.
We need to buy time, try to reason with them.
- I tried! - Then try again!
Well? Your two hours are almost up.
You'll have it all soon. Money and a car.
- But you need to wait. - What for?
For one of your snipers to take me out?
Get rid of them.
Trying to be smart.
Remember the kids we kill will be on your conscience!
The first one in exactly five minutes!
- Don't be foolish, it's coming. - Good for you.
Then we won't have to kill any more of them.
Shut up!
I'll crack your skull!
- They're serious, they could it. - They're out of their minds.
Don't come any closer. The kid stays there.
You've got another two hours. Use them wisely!
- Shall I go? - No, this isn't the moment.
- Their parents. - Keep them back.
- I've got the ransom. - Thanks, put it in there.
Please stay back.
They brought the money, it's in the car.
I'm sending in an unarmed officer, with the money and the car.
- Start releasing the children. - We'll only release two.
You'll get the others when we know it's all in order.
Look, they're releasing them!
Massimmo!
They killed him.
Why? I'll never see him again!
Cowards! Why did you kill him?
You promised you'd get him back!
But they killed him! Those bastards killed him!
He's all I had in this world!
Come on, get out of there!
Leave it open, and the one in the back. And get back!
Check it out.
- Everything's fine. - Okay.
- Now let the other children go. - Release them.
- Let her go as well. - Sorry, we're taking her.
We'll release her when we know we're safe.
Wait!
- Take me as your hostage. - I don't trust you.
There are patrols everywhere. You won't make it out without me.
Okay, hero!
- Follow me. - You're insane!
Okay, let her go.
Come on, Ferrari.
All cars limit yourselves to making sure they don't leave the freeway.
Avoid approaching them.
Radio through any possible change of route.
- How many cops on our heels? - A lot, that's for sure.
But it's a waste of energy.
They played a trick on us so we'll play one on them.
Right, Commissioner?
Let's not lose sight of them, but don't get too close.
Now!
Damned sons of bitches!
Quick, call an ambulance.
The other side, the cars are there.
Some bruising to the ribs and dislocation of the right shoulder...
numerous abrasions, but it's nothing serious.
I don't know if it's down to luck or his exceptional physique.
- I guess we can't see him? - We should let him rest.
- Tomorrow. - Thank you.
You can get some rest, I'll stay here.
Yes, thanks.
Identifying him is going to be a problem.
I doubt you'll find any ID on him.
- Well it wasn't an accident. - Someone was settling a score.
Let them kill each other. It's fine with me.
Don't touch anything until forensics get here.
- May I? - Come in, lady.
- You've finished, right? - Actually, I...
I've been meaning to come for a few days...
but I didn't dare.
- How are you? - It's nothing serious, I got lucky!
I owe you an apology for the terrible way I behaved.
- I couldn't see sense. - I understand.
And I also understand how much you suffered.
Straight after, I realised how unfairly I'd treated you.
Don't think about it, I get that a lot.
- Forget it. - That won't be so easy.
It was so bad, and now I don't have anyone.
I know what it means to be alone.
I also pass hours and hours in silence in a house...
that sometimes seems too big, and empty.
But someone in my profession can't allow themselves the luxury of having a family.
My father was a cop, too.
He was killed by a 16 year old kid fleeing the scene of a robbery.
Commissioner Arpini is here.
- I'll be leaving. - I hope we'll meet again.
Who knows? It's a small world.
- Well, how are you feeling? - Better, much better.
- And the investigation? - I'm working on it.
Mancuso is already a lead.
May I?
But even if he worked for Albertelli in the past...
it doesn't prove Albertelli was behind the kidnapping.
Yes, I know, but we've been after him for years.
Anything to put that son of a bitch behind bars.
But the judges say Albertelli is clean!
We're not judges, we're cops!
- Betti, stay calm, in here at least. - You think that's easy?
Albertelli has that kid's blood on his hands, he won't get away with this.
Either we find enough evidence to put him away for life...
or I'll kill him with my own hands!
And I know he's in Milan!
What brings you here? I'm honoured, two Commissioners!
- Drink? - Not on duty.
What are you doing here? I thought you were still in hospital.
Right, you ask the questions. My lawyer.
You're all here! Lazzari!
Weren't you in rehab?
- Yes, but... - Relax, don't get excited.
What have you got for us today, Albertelli?
- If you don't mind, what is this about? - Those kids who were kidnapped.
That was horrible.
What can I tell you? Apart from what I read in the papers.
You've got guts.
You're doing okay for someone who was thrown out of a moving car.
Luck.
And your men messed up.
- How come, Albertelli? - You're on the wrong path, Betti.
What makes you think I was involved?
It's impossible. Doesn't make sense.
- What do you mean? - That I'm no criminal...
But even if I was, if I was behind it all...
I wouldn't have accepted you as a hostage instead of the kid.
but if I had accepted, you'd be two metres underground right now.
If you'll do me the courtesy of coming down to sign an affidavit.
- You must let us know where you are. - Fine.
- Even if you leave town for a few hours. - Excuse me...
We're old friends...
so they know what they're doing.
We know each other well.
- Isn't that right? - You think you're invincible.
Right, Albertelli?
- Let's dance! - No, Francesca...
- Come on. - No, I told you I can't.
You've been talking about that burnt corpse for three hours, make it up to me.
Someone's waiting for me.
Just one. Call him.
Come on, let's stay together.
I really want to. Tell him you're not going.
- Go on. - Okay.
It's Fabri, the guy you found burnt in the car was called Salvatore Mancuso.
He was killed by Luzzi, Rocky and Torri.
Thanks, Fabri. Stay with the girl.
Salvatore Mancuso lived here.
- Did he have visitors. - Yes, often.
- What kind of visitors? - Men, women, all sorts.
Nice work. Looks like someone got here before us.
Maybe the same ones who killed him.
Look at this.
The details are false, but it's him.
- Who knows why they killed him? - Because he messed up.
We'd never have found them if he hadn't attacked that woman.
In their game, when they mess up, they pay.
Listen, what did they do with the ransom money?
They're trying to get it to Switzerland. But why do you care so much?
Just curious?
I'm thirsty.
Someone's looking for you.
I was waiting for you.
Here's our friend, the rat.
In the car!
Make sure it's tight.
He wet his pants!
The race is on!
- What a way to go. - It was the worst way to be a cop.
You go over there, I'll cover this exit.
Look!
Get out of here!
Close it, quick!
Headquarters, this is officer Ferrari, I'm at the fruit market.
The criminals escaped in a BMW. Betti is in pursuit in a Sport 124.
- Step on it! - What am I doing?
- He's catching up! - Don't worry, that's the last bridge!
Accelerate, go faster! Shit!
Look out, the train's coming!
You're going to hit them!
I'll stop those bastards! You'll see!
- Which floor? - The fifth.
He's coming down the other side!
You wait for him.
- Help! - Hold it right there!
Hands up!
Come with me!
- How did that happen? - He's crazy!
Call headquarters. There's nothing to see!
You okay, Ferrari?
It's simple, listen, you help us, and we'll talk to the judge.
- Got it? - You really don't get it.
I was only hired by Mancuso.
I had to take some money to a guy at the border.
Those others, Torri, Rocky, I never met them before, I assure you.
Okay, I get it. Mancuso organized everything.
Okay, I get it.
But you'll take the rap!
Mancuso, Mancuso... How many times do I have to tell you?
Sure, Mancuso's dead, but Luzzi isn't...
and he's already admitted that Albertelli was behind the kidnapping.
No, you don't fool me, I've never even seen a photo of this Albertelli.
You've got it wrong.
Look, bastard, I'll make you spit out his name, along with all your teeth!
Take him to San. Vittorio.
- Listen, I don't want trouble. - I'm sorry, you're right.
But it's the only way to deal with criminals like that.
- Luzzi? - Nothing, he's blaming the dead guy.
- Albertelli is always one step ahead. - We must find a way to get him.
Yes, of course. All in good time.
The report you asked for. Do you want to see the others?
No, thanks, later.
Can I get you something? A cup of coffee?
We're not in Naples here. What do you want?
The less I see of you, the better.
- Can I have a word? - Okay, in my office.
You have no idea how much you helped me.
From that day, I decided to change...
and if you can turn a blind eye to some of the nonsense that's in my file...
I can get my license back and find a job.
Looks like you've already one.
The suit? Smart, isn't it?
Sit down.
Actually, I might have found something, but I need a license.
You never forget your real friends. Right, sir?
Yes, but friends don't do something for nothing.
You're kidding? What could Lazzari want from someone like me?
- Lazzari? - That's the one.
He got me a job driving someone important around.
This could be my lucky break. You know as well as I do!
Did I say something wrong?
No, and I'm going to give you back your license.
Listen, we just want our merchandise.
As agreed.
The merchandise is hot, it's too risky keeping it here.
Come on, I just need a couple of days then I'll be able to move freely.
You haven't had any hassle using the Nautical Club as your cover.
- I said I need two days. - Okay.
But remember, be careful.
That Betti is watching you after that incident with the kids in Turin.
Don't worry, I've already taken care of that!
Relax.
Everything's going to be fine. I know what I'm doing.
Not bad, Milan to Genoa in an hour.
- You should be a race driver. - I know, I've already signed to Ferrari.
I'll leave you at headquarters. I want to see Albertelli alone.
It's reliable information, I'm sure of it.
But why the Nautical Club?
He must suspect there's something going on in here.
He'll find something to incriminate us.
No, he doesn't want me, he wants you!
Based on what proof? You're the owner here.
Come on, don't be like that, I'll find a way to get you out of this.
Sure, but when? A month? Two? Maybe a year!
It might work out better than you think.
Calm down.
- They'll probably send you to rehab. - No, I can't do it!
I'm not getting out of this!
Have another one.
You won't get this inside.
I'll kill that pig!
I'll kill him!
Get rid of it!
- What happened? - That's Lazzari.
You killed him.
You're not a cop, you're a murderer!
- They all saw you kill him! - He was armed and he shot.
Armed? I don't see any gun here.
Where is it?
- I only heard two shots. - Yes, it's true.
Come on, show us the gun!
Find it if you can, then I'll believe you.
You made it up to justify yourself.
- You made it disappear! - You're really in it this time.
Have you seen the papers? They're all against you.
Talking about your temper...
Sure, what else can they talk about?
I believe you and I'm sure this will all get resolved but, for now...
I get it, now all you need to do is arrest me.
You have no idea how much this upsets me.
Unfortunately, the witnesses only heard you shoot...
and the gun you allege the victim was carrying hasn't been found.
Listen, have me arrested immediately. Commissioner Arpino is outside.
I'd rather a friend did it.
And now the fingers.
You'll be alone in the cell but you still need to be careful.
You know better than me how much the gangs are angry with you.
Go ahead, close it.
'Commissioner Betti charged with murder'
I doubt anyone will be shedding a tear for him.
It'll teach him a lesson. He won't be so hasty when he gets out.
I don't know if he'll ever get out of prison.
Alive, I mean.
You know, there might be someone in there out for revenge...
and there's nothing easier than killing a man in jail.
They all usually look the other way.
The only one who gets a good look at you is the victim, but he'll never talk.
We could talk to some of our friends inside.
Get to work.
A visitor.
I read about it in the papers.
I brought some cigarettes hoping you'll like them.
- Do you smoke? - No.
I also brought you this.
- You've read it? - Yes.
- Then I really got it all wrong. - No, you did best thing you could do.
You came to see me.
Thank you.
I'll read it again. Time goes so slowly.
- Will you be out soon? - I don't know.
They really got me this time.
Come back.
Move in!
Silence! What are you looking at? Calm down!
- What happened? - They're fired up, it's officer Betti.
Will you cut it out? Calm down!
Quick, everyone in their cells.
Satisfied? Quite a mess you've made.
Back to your cells!
- What the fuck is going on this morning? - How did he get in there?
- What happened? - Nothing.
You'll start talking in front of a judge.
Put him in solitary.
You think he cares?
He's already in for life, another murder means nothing.
Well for your safety I'm putting in a request to have you transferred.
What's the point?
Albertelli can find a con to kill me wherever I go.
- You're sure Albertelli was behind it? - Sure, first with Lazzari, then in here.
And there's something else I'm sure of...
As long as I'm here, until I can do things my way...
- Albertelli can do as he pleases. - But what can you do?
You can't get a release unless some new evidence comes to light.
And that won't be easy.
We've thought of something new, and if it works...
Betti will be out soon, I assure you.
Great! The old lion awakens!
How long do you think it took to make it?
- I honestly don't know. - A year and a half.
No!
- I worked on it in my spare time. - Very impressive.
Dad's back!
That's great! You remembered the champagne.
- I got my diploma with top marks. - My compliments, Morel...
You have a fine family. A good wife, a smart kid.
I heard he wants to be a naval engineer. That's an interesting profession.
When he said he was a friend, I told him to wait.
Aren't you happy? He can stay for dinner if he...
No, thank you. Even if this has whetted my appetite!
But duty calls.
I just dropped by to say hello and spend some time with his wonderful family.
Family means a lot to Carlo. We never go without.
He can already see his son 'the engineer'!
It's getting harder to find people like you.
- Thanks. - And Carlo must be proud!
Listen, I have to tell you something.
You're just wasting time.
We gave you two days.
A deal is a deal.
I don't know how but that asshole Betti is back on the streets...
- and I have to be careful. - We have to split in 48 hours...
and not a minute more!
Get that into your skull.
It's an ultimatum.
We're watching your yacht. We're waiting for you.
Okay, I get it.
Tomorrow.
- I'll take care of everything tomorrow. - Okay.
A cappuccino.
I'll be quicker getting my coffee from Naples!
I'll buy you a coffee.
If you don't mind.
- To celebrate my release. - It's a miracle!
Jesus, I didn't expect to see you!
You won't believe it but I'm really glad to see you.
Even if I killed Lazzari?
That was all bullshit.
They had Lazzari killed to get at you.
It was all a set-up.
- Luckily the truth came out. - You still working for Albertelli?
What can I do?
I finally got a job. As a driver, of course!
You know I'm a good driver.
- You're a stand up guy, and I like you. - Thanks.
- If you need anything. - You've been so good to me.
I'd like to repay you but you know us Neapolitans...
We don't rat on people.
Just keep an eye on the little dock at five on Saturday.
- The dock! - Like you said.
I always mess up the accents!
Where's my coffee?
- Cacace. - Ready, Mr. Albertelli.
You delinquents!
Don't move, it could be dangerous. Just stay still, Mr. Albertelli.
- I'll call someone. - I'm a doctor, what happened?
He was hit by a motorbike. He hit his head.
- Is it serious? - He needs urgent attention!
- I'll give him an injection. - We'll get you straight to hospital.
How are you feeling?
Where am I? What happened?
You were hit by a motorcycle, they brought you here in a state of shock.
Your left leg is fractured.
- How long have I been here? - About 24 hours.
24 hours!
- What's the time? - It's 11:30, on the 5th of June.
It happened yesterday morning. It's Saturday today.
What are you doing? You can't move!
- I have to make a call. - Sorry, it's broken.
They can't repair it until tomorrow.
- Where's my driver? - He's waiting outside.
Call him.
I was getting worried out there!
Listen...
Give him another injection when his driver leaves.
It's important you find Forestier, Bertolli, or Attardi.
Any one of them.
Tell them what happened, that everything has to be delayed...
and to wait until they hear from me.
- Did he buy it? - Sure.
He thinks it's 11:30 tomorrow morning.
- He asked to see his driver. - Perfect! Now he'll talk.
Have you found any other leads?
It confirms what Cacace told us.
That Albertelli is up to something at the little dock tomorrow.
He's awake! He wants me to warn the others that it's all been delayed.
- Who are they? - Bertolli, Altardi, Forestier.
- We need to watch them. - I'll take care of it.
I'll get onto it right now.
What do I do? Tell him I warned them?
- No need, he's asleep again. - Perfect!
- You free? - Yes, sir.
Take me to the port. The little dock.
Step on it.
Don't lose him.
Stay down!
And there's the third.
Who knows what they're planning with Albertelli.
It's got to be contraband.
He controls the Nautical Club and it's all much easier by boat.
We must contact the coastguard. We'll need to search the boat.
I need a search warrant for the yacht.
- What's wrong? - I thought I saw something.
- Any sign of Albertelli? - He said he would send Morel...
at midday, but I haven't seen anyone.
I don't like it.
- He's trying to screw us. - Shall I call the club?
Yes, go.
- You haven't seen him? - No.
- Hasn't he called? - Haven't heard from him since yesterday.
No, no.
I had to meet you? What for?
Here's the coastguard.
Damn it! The cops!
- Shit! - We're trapped!
- The police are here! - Run!
Calm down, guys. Slowly.
Split up!
Take cover!
Send reinforcements and an ambulance.
Damn it!
Son of a bitch!
Now the latest on the ferocious shootout at the docks...
The death toll is high, two criminals by the name of Bertolli and Altardi...
were killed during a shootout with the police...
who also had four agents severely injured.
Commissioner Arpini was run over by a third suspect who fled the scene...
by the name of Forestier, who managed to get away.
The police are actively searching for him and they believe he's still in the city.
More news later.
Now the lottery numbers for today, Saturday the 5th of June...
26, 53, 37...
Sons of bitches!
Taxi!
The airport.
Stop at the first phone booth.
- Listen, do you have any change? - I'll have a look.
Here you go.
No, no one.
No one's come. Yes, I've got it.
I've got it. Clothes, passport, money.
At the airport entrance, near the phone booth.
I'm on my way. Right now.
- What's the time? - Quarter past six.
Morel.
Sorry if I don't come up, but I really can't.
It's too much, knowing the poor guy is paralysed.
- Shall I wait? - No, you can go.
- I'll leave the car. - No, it's okay, I have an appointment.
May I?
- Have you heard the latest? - No.
It's in all the papers.
I can't read a newspaper without glasses.
There you go.
'Dangerous gangster Jean Albertelli killed'
Poor Albertelli. You could have warned him.
That's right. I guess I forgot.
I spoke to the doctor, he said you'll recover in no time.
Yes, but forget about that.
I was going to leave anyway.
And I can always get someone to take me fishing.
Cut it out! You'll walk there yourself.
Listen, you should think more seriously about your future.
- While you're still young. - Yes, I think about it.
Sometimes at night, when I come home and I find myself alone...
Have you seen her again?
Don't lie to me.
I can't hide anything. Even in here, you're still a cop.
The doctor said five minutes.
Subtitled by "Wot a harsh ending!" No fixed abode - June 2013
Maurizio Merli R.I.P 1940 - 1989
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