All language subtitles for Il Poliziotto è marcio

There's no profit margin on stuff
out of Switzerland these days

unless you buy in quantity.
You've gotta think wholesale.

I've been saying it
all along. You see?

Don't, please!

Just what gave you the
idea you'd deal with him?

Well, he said it was
the same as you.

This crud is not me, boy.

You deal with Pascal!
No one else but me! Understand!

Me! Understand! Me!

Same old story, huh?
Now you decide you don't wanna eat.

Don't tell me. God Almighty couldn't
get a mouthful into you tonight.

Come on, eat some of this nice salami.

Ah! Beginning to lick
your whiskers, huh?

I know, when you lick
your whiskers you want milk.

Now papa's gonna have
to go trottin' all the way down

to the dairy store just for you, eh?

Who put that thing here?

You see now you get
your punishment

because there's a shit that
has left his damn car in the way

and I can't even
leave my own yard!

My God! What's this country
coming to anyway!

In my own house a prisoner!

Ah, Swiss plates!

A load of freakin' tourists
coming around here!

I'll file you such a complaint
you'll wish you stayed in cheese land!

Hey, tourist! You foreigners always
use the car blocking the front gate?

Ah, ain't gonna answer, I suppose!

All dolled up in your big bow.
That's another you should learn,

whatever else, never trust
anyone in a bow tie!

Ah, shit on 'em!

Here we go!?
But you'll never catch up.

You see I told you.

Ciao, amigos!
How are you?

The load is waiting, just has to be
picked up by your 4 'muchachos'.

I'm sorry but all I could
find was... us two.

Oh!
I said the trucks were four!

- An unkept promise isn't very nice.
- I know, I'm sorry.

- You like a drink?
- I never touch it.

I don't like it much either.

What's your name?

Dominique.

Hey, Dominique!
Know any nice 'muchacha'?

Look, the jump is good
and the money's sure.

10 grand you ask.
Half now if you want

and the rest when
the load is delivered.

Where's the drop?

Oh! The drop!
We lead the way you follow.

If there is trouble
you don't know nothing.

You never saw us before,
we never saw you before.

But nothing will happen.

We will give you
American passports.

From the greatest republic
in the world, you know.

I've got a couple of friends
who'll come along

if they know things ahead of time.

It's no good unless the boys know
where and when they're gonna return.

And what they're
gonna be hauling.

Are they also complaining
that the money isn't much?

Look. 10,000 is the limit, eh?

You would like maybe
1000 dollars deposit?

- No.
- No.

How much time for the job?

How much time for the job?!

That's a question for
you to answer to us.

We'll be following you
but you'll be driving the truck.

You'll be getting cement
blocks, heavy loads.

Three days should
be enough for the job.

You'll be in town?

You say you want
these 1000 dollars?

- I already told you.
- Oh, so you did!

We'll be at the Hotel Savoy
through tomorrow.

You bring us your amigos, d'accord?

We'll think about it.

Not too much, amigo.

Life's one hell of a lousy road.
Wherever you take it,

- always leads to a dead end.
- Bye, bye.

Strong enough for you?

- 'nother one?
- 'nother one.

- I'll take... Little more?
- No, I'm fine.

Know what I wanna do?

Come on, you're not serious!

Up one hour and you want
to hop into bed again!

JEWELRY STORE

I once met a gypsy“-

she told me how to read palms.

Got pretty good at it.

- Am I invited?
- No.

Help! I've been robbed!
Oh, Jesus, call the police!

- What's up, lieutenant?
- Tell you on the way.

He took my car: A Fiat 124!

He's one hell of a driver!

You're better.
Go on, run him down!

I'm trying to run him down.

If you get us killed,
I'll have you demoted!

Go for the freeway you
mother, go on I dare you!

Must have heard you!

You're worse than a turtle!
Floor it, floor it!

Come on!

Do you think he might
be armed, lieutenant?

He might be.
What, are you scared?

Well, usually the one
they aim at is the driver.

Well, aiming at me
wouldn't stop the car.

- Goddam mother!
- Hey!

What the hell do you
think you're doin', huh?

I've got you up a tree now for sure.

Stay in the middle!

He'll run right into us!

Somebody could always move over.

Bravery in action!

Regarding today's attempted robbery
and without going into too much detail,

I'd like to begin by saying
that you have the direct result

of 18 months of investigation
culminating in this morning's arrest.

Unfortunately a man
was gunned down by them.

However, I would like to point
out that it was precisely

this kind of indiscriminate killing
that we're trying to wipe out

with our recently announced
hard line policy for organized gangs.

Needless to say
these men were suspected...

Wallowing in the glory,
didn't do a damn thing.

There he is like
some big time press agent.

And all the pen pushers are just
sitting around lapping it up.

I sort of enjoy it. For me it's
like being on a talk show.

Any minute and he's going to say:

"And now I'd like to present
the big star of my new production..."

And now I'd like to present
the man who brought them in,

lieutenant Dominique Malacarne.

- He personally confronted the criminals...
- No photos!

...and single handedly managed
to pursue all but one

who he subsequently
chased down in a car.

I'll bring the car round the front.

- Lieutenant, excuse me.
- Ciao!

How's it you happened to be there?
Some sort of tip off?

No, it was pure luck.

Well, if I write a piece on pure
luck they'll never use it.

You'll never woo our women readers
if you're not dashing and brilliant.

And if I'm not above shooting
you a romantic tale

so you can get a better headline.

Seriously, the whole operation
was very simple and routine.

But there are a couple
of dirty tales, eh?

The guns they had
were Belgian. Ciao.

Just a minute, we need
some photos for the article.

No, you don't.

But it's only for
your benefit, lieutenant.

No one at the top'll know you
exist unless you get lots of headlines.

Are you trying to help my career?

Sure. I think you have
the most incredible future.

- Hey, if you could write it.
- Okay.

So I'm just another reporter
and a pretty lousy one,

only I can't be knocked for trying.

Ciao!

Oh, shut up, will you!

I have a son who's
a real live hero.

Oh, come on, Pop!

Tell me, why didn't
you come on up?

I didn't want to bother you.

Come on, you're not serious?

Someone might have thought
I was trying to cash in on you.

I did want to let you know
though, how proud I am.

Hell, the boys wouldn't
talk about anything else!

But I didn't do anything.
It was just everyday routine.

Oh, sure. Just simple routine,
arresting four men single handed.

They gave you a citation, eh?

Know what? You should
have been there to share it.

It would have honoured us both.
The man of the hour and his dad.

I would have felt
I was spoiling the act.

Because you're only a sergeant
and I'm a lieutenant?

I'm more in debt
to you than to anyone!

Come on Pop, you ought
to be ashamed of yourself!

It's just that when you and I
are together everyone's always...

...everyone bows and kisses
the ground, treats me like I was...

Oh, I don't know.
It embarrasses me because...

I know they do it
out of respect for you.

Only I'm not made that way.

I understand.
Is there somewhere I can...

No, thanks, I've gotta
get out to the barracks.

Lieutenant is real nice
but if you're late on duty, look out!

How are things going out
there at the precinct in Santa Maria?

Oh, well, don't have
someone like you around.

But we generally
make out all right.

- Take care, Pop.
- Ciao!

- Where to, lieutenant?
- Well, I'll tell you.

Come in! Come in!

The police are here.

- What did he say?
- He said "The police are here!"

Go ahead, show them in!

Of course the police can come in!

Come in!

It's Dominique!

You are a big liar!

You are a policeman!

Who would've thought, Raba?

The face of a master criminal, no?

Can't tell any more.
You believe a guy's honest,

all of a sudden he's modest!

So, amigo.
You are a policeman.

What kind of a policeman?
Carabiniero, finanziero?

The narcotic squad! Good!

Italy's a place
with a lot of policemen, eh?

I'm taking you in, come on.

Don't you got
to search us first?

They will search the room
when they have taken us away.

He doesn't know nothing
about the police.

No, I don't know nothing.

I just try to keep my mouth closed.

I don't want to mess up
the chance of our grande amigo

to be Italy's cop of the year.

That shipment of yours.

The arms have been sequestered.

- Arms, arms?
- That's right, arms.

Armored concrete!

Four truck loads
of armored concrete?

To build with 4 tons
of holes with sponge around it.

If you don't want us around, okay,
but why make your poor government

waste precious oil
on me and Ramon?

We'll leave the
country on our own.

Poor Italian State!

Nobody moving on Sundays,
all the lights out. Here.

No heat because
there's no oil.

You can't even complain.

All the bars closed,
the nightclubs.

But I still love
your beautiful country.

If you're trying to impress me,
you've got the wrong man.

Hey, toro! Come on!
Very cute.

You're protected, Pietro.

Toreador!

When dummy pulls the trigger

you kill him!

- Even if he throws away his gun.
- Come on, toro!

Correction: I want you
to kill 'em both!

Now you're not going
anywhere for sure!

You can get up to
6 years for assaulting

an officer with a deadly weapon.

You won't keep us.
Promise.

He doesn't stop to think, Erminio.

Your jails are already too full.

Police brutality!
Police brutality!

You know these half hours on the fly

are really beginning to bug me.

You're like some soldier
in the cat house.

What do you know
about cat houses?

You were hardly born
when they were closed down.

Don't worry, I know, I know!

When you can't do more
than a couple of minutes

don't even come.
I've got things to do.

I didn't have time
to get something for you.

You go and do it for me, okay?

I think maybe we went past
the days of the old whore houses.

Listen, Sandra,
don't be stupid.

We have a wonderful
relationship going.

You have a beautiful house
and gallery, I set up

the whole damn thing
exactly the way you wanted!

Okay, I know I work at a job
with lousy hours

but it's not like I was running around
or living somewhere else.

I have a place, yeah, a
furnished room I never use.

I keep everything I own here,
papers, clothes, all my stuff.

This is where I live.

Come on, don't take it out
on me, I'm doing the best I can.

Now you buy yourself a dress
or some new furniture.

No, I think I'll buy a man
who'll appreciate me more!

Just wait and see if I don't.

I'll kill you if I catch you cheating.
And they wouldn't touch me.

I'm a cop man.
I can do no wrong.

Think about it.

Come in.

- May I come in?
- Do come in!

You're a tax payer.

I beg your pardon?

Close the door
and have a seat.

Ah, it's all right
to come in then.

Yes, it's all right to come in.

- May I sit down?
- If you wish.

Well?

You look sick.
Anything the matter?

Me?
No, I'm healthy as a bull.

Sergeant, today Italy is
a place of gathering

for all the microbes of civilization.

So it matters to take
certain precautions,

like pretending to be sick

'cos there's this incredible
hoard of microbes

that just sort of float around you.
When they think the time is right...

...Zac! You're screwed!

But if they see me already
looking diseased

they're liable to say:

"He has a whole bunch of bacterias"
and they leave you alone.

To say nothing about the
fact today is a national holiday:

Friday the 13th.

Sergeant, I'm from the south.
You take away our superstitions

and we got nothing.
Except cholera.

Now, could you just tell
us why you're here today?

Last night, that is
to say 12th November 1973,

in Via degli Scalzi I was...

Ain't the man goin'
to take it down?

- No, he ain't.
- He ain't.

Go get yourself a coffee.
Go on!

But sergeant, when a citizen
has a complaint to make

you gotta dictate it or
at least you're supposed to.

You can dictate to me!

Come on, what! You gonna
take down the complaint

with the one finger you use
we'll be here for days.

He's got his hands for it
and he's been trained,

besides he's nearly Swiss!

For the love of heaven! You've tried
suing almost everyone in the area.

As a matter of fact, what
about all the cases you lost?

You have to bear expenses
for trials against six opponents!

How are you going to pay
I'd like to know? How?

I keep getting lousy deals
'cos here in Milan

and the Milanese can't
seem to do no wrong.

Us Neapolitans are foreigners here,
we're treated like we have rabies.

Look, we've been
through all this before.

Do you have any milk, sergeant?

No, I don't.

Any coffee?

I mean,
your Milanese coffee is awful,

it ain't what we have in the south
but it's for Napoleon

and he doesn't know,
it's the same difference

and I got out of
the habit myself, so...

And the habit of driving us nuts,

when do you get rid of it?

When the Milanese have decided
they wanna start acting civil, if I may.

Shall we call in the young man to...

You just can't seem to
understand, can you?

You're not going to call
in the young man.

No! I'll do it.

We'll be here to well
after midnight though.

With your one fingered waltz.

Esposito, you're beginning
to break my balls!

All right, give it to me.
Last night, comma...

All right, sergeant, last night...

How'd you like it if
some monster got you

in his cave and started smoking?

Last night, that is the night
of November 12th 1973

I found two cars blocking
my front gate.

Now, I was going to get
a little milk for Napoleon here,

but I couldn't, so
Napoleon got no milk snack.

Now, would I ever complain
to you if I wasn't pushed?

In view of yesterday's brilliant operation
and the arrest of the two gun runners,

I definitely feel
we should keep striking

while the iron is still hot.
I want to have a general round up.

We'll take this city apart
from one end to the other.

Cover airports, stations,
go for whore houses,

nightclubs, stray hippies.

I want to make us a splash
that's really spectacular.

Corcetti, give me the list.

There you go, sir.

I've got 4 nightclubs
that are pushing drugs.

Small stuff.
I'm waiting for the right moment to...

Good. Angelo?

Well, I have a string of floating crap
games I've been keeping an eye on.

Any drug pushing no matter
how insignificant is worthwhile

and you never know who
you might pull in gambling.

You never know,
that's true, sir.

Now you should aim at arresting
no less than 100 or 200 people.

And above all whatever
hippies you can find.

Commissioner...

Dominique... it's for you.

Lieutenant Malacarne here.

Ciao, beautiful one.
We all want to see you.

What do you mean?

They're all here,
and expecting you.

And so am I, lover.

Look, I might not
be able to get...

You get your ass over here, man.

They're all sitting and waiting.

I'll see you later.

It's a welcome change
after 30 years with our hands tied

to be able to make precautionary
arrests again, isn't it?

All right, all right,
get on with it.

You too, Malacarne.
You won't be needed.

You've had one hell of a day.
Now get yourself some rest

and leave some glory for
the rest of the department.

Go on, go on!

You're late.

Ciao, beautiful one!

Here's GianMaria
in the samurai disguise.

John boy in front
and Maria behind.

Which end do you
want to try first?

Look at all the people.
A convention of studs.

Where's the tub stripper
hot tub from?

Or will GianMaria
be doing the honors?

The inspector's in a good mood.

Lieutenant is
a very successful man.

You threw a plan,
I wanna talk.

In front of this audience?
It couldn't be all that important then.

Go ahead and pay him.

This is for this month, lieutenant.

With the increase
we agreed upon.

Count it.

You want me to do it?

Okay, beautiful one, okay.

Now look, Pascal, if you want
to keep this fag as a pet, fine.

But you keep him away from me.

I don't want him calling me
down at headquarters!

Not him or anybody else,
nobody!

What is it with you, guys?

You've been drinking all day?

You're a bit
undisciplined, lieutenant.

I never did like you.

When you start acting up
I like you even less!

- You cost us 6 million a month.
- I save you 6 billion a year.

Don't exaggerate
your own importance!

Whatever it is we make,

we'll make it whether
you save it for us or not.

The trouble right now
is what you lost us!

What have I lost?
You'd better explain that.

'Cos I'm lost.

Have you made out the report yet?

Now I'm further behind.

Those two Portuguese
you arrested...

we know you haven't
made out the report yet.

- You'll hire anyone, eh?
- I want them out.

Those clowns.

First with coffee,
then with cigarettes.

It seems to me you want me to
close an eye to running guns now.

The Portuguese have
diplomatic passports.

If you forget about the attack
which you provoked yourself,

for that matter they can
leave the country tomorrow.

You'll have to make
a fake report.

Okay, I'll fake it.

You branch out and I'm
caught in the middle, right?

Well, I don't like it.
First coffee, then tobacco, now guns.

First ten, then twenty,
now sixty a year

and before you know it, a hundred!

You think you get raises
'cos you've have a pretty face?

You get them because
of what we ask you to do.

For services you render.

You forget the deal,
remember what I said.

Cigarettes and coffee,
the boy is for sale.

Anything else, Pascal, no!

You run guns, I'm out!

All right, lieutenant.
We'll revise our agreement.

Now we need a little favor.
Just a little one.

Let's forget about the
Portuguese for the moment.

Like you said
they're just clowns.

Let's talk about
something else, okay?

Okay, talk.

Some friends of ours
parked their car

in front of a gate two nights ago.

The owner of the house
couldn't get out.

So he took the numbers
of the two cars

saying he was going
to report it to the police.

I'll see if any complaint
got brought in.

It did, it's really nothing,
but our friends...

don't like being noted down
on a piece of paper.

We want you to
bring us that report.

What's the police station?

It's a Carabinieri barracks.

The station is out in Santa Maria.

What's the matter?

Anything wrong with
that particular station, lieutenant?

No, it's a simple station.

I almost forgot, tonight
stay in and watch television.

The Commissioner's planning
to eat some people alive.

Give me a cigarette.

- You smoke?
- No, no.

Good.

Hey, Dominique...

- Carry on.
- All right, sir.

Listen, two kids
discovered the hand of a man

and not the entire hand either.

- Just part of one hand?
- Yes.

- A knuckle?
- I don't know anything else.

The kids found it
poking out of an oil drum

filled with concrete.

- Where was this?
- On route 18, near Lodi.

You'll go and investigate it.

Alone? But I thought
you'd like to come along.

I do but I've got to pick up
Garrito. See you there!

- How about the big roundup?
- Very bad!

I'm sorry for the Commissioner.

They all might as well have
stayed home last night.

They got a couple of
teachers they caught playing dice

and about 20 over the hill buggers.

And they got two ounces of hash.

Detective first grade Mario Corcetti.

Yeah, well.

I gotta a feeling they're getting
tipped off on the inside.

So it would seem.

Be a good guy! Would you?
Get me some cigarettes

at the store on the corner.

Here, this month
you got a little bonus.

Thank you very much.

Try being less grateful and
more intelligent, will you?

They saw you driving
the Porsche again.

It's nearly 7 years old.

Plus it's registered to Elisa.
I never drive it outside Milan.

Besides you know
I'm a nut about fast cars.

I understand.
But no more special Porsche.

You're a poor starving
police officer.

And no starving police
officer drives a special Porsche.

So sell it, Garrito.

You have exactly 24 hours.

Yeah.

I give odds it's a result
of gang warfare.

I checked around.
No one knows anything,

no one wants
to say anything.

Where are you going
to sweat it?

Starting with trying
to identify the victim?

I'll leave that one
to you, Corcetti.

Well, it's my turn!

You didn't go to
school this morning, eh?

What does it matter to you?

You wanna tell us what
you were doing so early

in the morning down there? Eh?

She's my sister.

Good morning, sergeant.
How are you?

Good morning, lieutenant Malacarne.

I'm still here shifting files.

You know what?
You should retire

and have some
fun for once.

Well, if it's in the best interests
of your career, then...

Oh, I've never seen anyone
as defensive as you are!

Here I see you half dead,
ready to crumble under the table.

As a joke
I say "Why don't you retire?"

- And what do I get?
- I know, I'm sorry.

Listen, Pop. I came here
to ask you a favor.

Whatever you want.

I hear somebody
made a complaint.

Toward the end of the week,
concerning two cars which were...

- ...blocking his gate.
- Ah, yes. The Neapolitan.

Not a day goes by without
he's making a complaint.

He reports everything, once
he even filed against a dog.

Everybody's a stinker
to Serafino Esposito.

He has a fixation and
there's no curing it.

Unless he goes back
down to his old Naples.

The problem is
the man's very lonely.

Will you let me
have a look at it?

Yes, I registered it
yesterday evening.

This guy once filed
a complaint against a boy

whose homing pigeon
wound up in his yard.

Here we are.
It's really very ridiculous.

Poor guy lives all alone
with his little pet cat.

I appreciate this.
Well, I'd better go.

Wait a minute!
What are you doing?

You know
you can't take it away.

It's registered.
I mean what if there's an inspection?

I'll have to join the Carabinieri.
I didn't realize you have nothing to do

but inspect old codgers' complaints.
Beautiful.

Tell your friend not to worry.
For a stupid little thing like this,

I would be embarrassed
for some of the owners of the car.

We'll take this and
we'll bury it in the drawer.

Are you satisfied?

Thank you, father. Ciao!

CAV. SERAFINO ESPOSITO
NEAPOLITAN

Police officer. I'm here to see
you concerning your complaint.

You really mean to say?

No, because it's the first time
lever witnessed a holy miracle.

What, a humble citizen
can have a civil right abused

and the police are
actually concerned?

Come in, come in.

Go ahead, I have
to close the gate. Otherwise...

Here, let me show
you the way, do you mind?

Now tell me, what
can I do for you?

Can you give me the facts again?

What facts?

You complained that you got
blocked in the other night by a car.

Oh, those facts there.

No, because there's other facts
to do with Milanese

which you haven't got
the faintest idea.

Look at Napoleon here,
his name's Napoleon.

Well, it's the cold morning
fog, he can't take it.

He's a Neapolitan cat.

Go over your story again.

At 10 o'clock
on the night of 12 November...

I come out of my home to find
in the midst of this pollution

like you never even dreamt to see it.

So then you say the
filth in the south is no different.

Here in Milan you see some pollution.
You write City Hall

and they write you
"Dear Esposito bla bla bla"

but the pollution stays.

Down in Naples you write City Hall,
they don't even bother to reply.

It's all a lot more consistent.

Come on, let's go outside a minute.

I want to illustrate
this complaint I made...

- I just want the facts.
- The facts, the facts.

Look, I walk out of the house, right?

I go and open up the gate
and find the car

right here, see? Not over there,

where I'm very happy
to see you put yours

but right here in front of the gate.
Now you tell me how do I...

Someone parks here, smack
in front of the gate.

What do I do?
Move the car to one side.

- You understand?
- Yeah. Sure.

One of the cars had a licence.
It was Swiss, how can I tell?

Because I saw it and because...

some plates got
the national flag on it

and the Swiss colors are the same
as the Red Cross in reverse.

Of course.

The one guy that came in the
Swiss car I think was pretty high

because as he walked down
to that barn

the others were sort
of half dragging him.

In my opinion, he was
on his way to the morgue.

- Morgue?
- That's how he looked, I don't know.

But they all go up that way.

- Cigarette?
- No, thanks.

Those things'll kill you.

Anyway, then they come back,
the drunk's disappeared

and the rest drive away
in their cars.

Now, how come I know?
Because it's 8 o'clock on the button.

At 8 on the button I have to go out
and get milk for Napoleon

who has a habit of taking
a little milk in the night.

In this area the local milkman

doesn't have permission
to stay open late.

Oh, here in the north it doesn't
work the same here as in Naples.

If you want milk there,
you go down and do a little knocking,

the guy raises the shutter
a little and he hands you a chord.

You want some milk in Milan...

up here in Milan if you knock
on the window and they're closed,

you'll probably get
a fist in the jaw.

Yeah, okay.

Did you see both of
the cars licence plates?

Both, officer.
I saw everything

with my own eyes.
They were not Italians.

- They were Swiss.
- Yeah!

You heard any
conversation at all?

No, nothing at all.
I'm hard of hearing.

But good eyes I've got.

A hawk couldn't catch
the things what I see.

Like the bow tie the fat pup
had on, a pin point.

What else did you see?

What, didn't you read
the report I dictated?

The sergeant got it all.

The charge was unlawful occupation

of communal property
and making too much noise.

Too much noise you say!
But when you're driving around

at all hours and
make like you're going

for a world record for stunt cars,
what would you call it, may I ask?

No, you're right.

Could you describe the guy at all?

Could I describe him?
I certainly could.

A well endowed
guy like that.

Now, a well endowed guy
that was sporting a bow tie lie that

or he's a foreigner or he's
full of shit, you take your choice.

Take me for a ride?

What the hell
are you doing here?

Business.

I'm here for the
report you were asked to get.

- Where is it?
- I don't have it.

Oh, they're not
going to like this.

Well, they're going
to have to.

I know the score and I know
how to play the hand.

I've a friend at the barracks,
he dumped it in the archive.

No one will ever see it.

And the owners of the cars
will never be summoned.

It was the most I could have asked
or he would have begun to suspect.

Are you also a friend
of the Neapolitan?

Tell your boss
he can afford to relax,

he'll have no problems
at all on this end.

He's nothing but
a compulsive trouble maker.

Crazy as a hoot owl.

He probably even got
the numbers wrong on the tags.

- You know the right ones?
- No, I don't know the right ones.

All I know is when they get
nothing they're gonna be angry.

Get your hands off of me!
Out! Out!

The Italian's taking too much time.

You're a very heavy handed
better at times, Pascal.

What do you mean by that?

Personally nothing, but you now
have an important position...

And certain little things...

I always took care
of my own deals personally!

'Cos how come I got
the position you say I did?

Because I wasn't a snob
and afraid to get my hands dirty.

Now I'm supposed to have all
kinds of diplomacy like you!

Well, where the hell we
got with your diplomacy, eh?

- Yeah?
- Police, open up.

Again? My God,
once it gets started...

Come on in, I was just about
to give a little milk to Napoleon.

- Yeah?
- It's Pop.

Can you get over
here right away?

I'm on duty here.

This is very urgent, son.
If you want to call it official.

- Come now!
- Okay, but where are you?

At Esposito's house.
I'll be waiting for you here.

You didn't tell me the truth
yesterday about that complaint.

The fact that you came over
in person for something

you could have phoned for
was a little bit peculiar.

But I suppose I was thinking
you came over to see me.

Then I received information
that a rented car was missing

and as its licence was the same
as the one in Esposito's complaint,

I figured there might be
a connection between the man,

the oil drum and the drunk
Esposito said he saw, so I came here.

Your conclusion?

Bravo, son! You put two and two
together and got on the right track

way ahead of everybody else.

You were already looking for the copy
before they even knew he was missing!

What's behind it all?

- Anybody else you said this to?
- You joking!

The case is yours,

you know I wouldn't tell
anybody else about it.

Now listen Pop...

you go back to your office,
you get that report,

you bring it back
here and give it to me.

You can rely on me
but don't get getting too big...

Then you take yourself a vacation.
You might try the seashore.

I don't care where you go but go.
Stay there and relax a few days.

And when you come back
I want you to resign!

- But, son...
- You heard me, Pop!

You bring that complaint to me!
And then you disappear!

Do you follow me?

I must get rid of that complaint.

Now that Esposito is dead you are
the only one who knows anything.

But tell me: Am I to
understand that you...

you're asking me
to obstruct justice?

You did ask me...

You asked me to get rid
of a piece of evidence to murder.

I'm trying to save your life!

Save my life?

These people play for keeps,
you can see that for yourself!

You're an accomplice to murder!

You my son! Oh, my God!
Tell me I made a mistake!

Stop weeping in your pillow!
Okay, "my son the Lieutenant..."

"...has dishonored the family
with corruption."

I've 60 million aside,
an expensive girl,

and when I say “Rise!" everyone
jumps and goes “Hi!"

They pay you?
What have you...

You've sold out,
you my very own son.

What do you preach to me!

I've seen the type of life you've had

licking the shine off other people's
shoes till their toes showed!

How many times have you had
to beat a poor guy to death

to make your superiors happy?

How many men
have you convicted

by inventing
some phoney rotten story

and how much corruption
have you been involved in

just to get yourself a lousy
stinking present at Christmas time?

But that kind of corruption
isn't bad, is it?

Turn me in then,
is that what you want?

Fine, go ahead and tell all you know!

You'll get yourself a big
medal from your superiors,

if they don't kill you first!

Yeah. But not that article,
I finished it long ago.

Here is the lieutenant.

You're on your way to the Chief's.
You know why? I know.

All right, what do you
think the reason is?

The good Countess Nevio
is visiting him today.

Her husband was Nevio,
you know, the shipping magnate.

Well, she does have a lot of pull.

I'm well aware of the countess's pull.

If possible I'll let you know
why she's here. Okay?

Well, what did you find out?

Exactly nothing, as usual.

You know how it is.
The closed mouth himself.

What are you looking at?

You see, Countess,
the lieutenant here

has not yet been informed
of the situation.

If you like, I'll bring him up to date.

Very well.

The Countess's son phoned her
the other day from Switzerland.

My son has a house in Lausanne.

He said he'd be coming for
a visit and that was the end of it.

I returned his call that evening.

But they told me my son
had already gone.

That's right, he rented himself a car
and crossed over the border,

from that point on
we lost him.

About the car,
was it Swiss or what?

Are you talking of
the make or the licence?

I don't know what it was.

But if he rented it, then it must
certainly have a Swiss licence.

I imagine you used standard procedure
by checking out all the usual places?

Of course, I have the report
right here. Police, hospital, doctor.

There's nothing at all.
He just disappeared.

So, let's get to work.

- We make it in time?
- I don't know.

What do you mean
you don't...

Lieutenant, how'd it go
with the Countess?

With the Countess?
Nothing to it.

Is it about her son Valerio?

Who's this Valerio?

He balances too many checks,
the Countess is always having to cover

and he's had 2 or 3 run-ins with
the law for forgery and fraud.

Anyway, they say he went to
Switzerland. Sort of a paid vacation.

After he took away and sold a painting
which belonged to the family.

But unfortunately what
he sold was a copy of it.

All resolved in the family, I suppose?

I don't know, it's all rumors.

They say he got 120 million
which he used to buy cocaine.

- It all adds up to the extra for a year.
- Did you print it?

Not in my magazine.
The family has ties with the owners.

But I'm afraid that she won't
let me get away with it.

Got any suggestions?

Well, I'll tell you I've got
my job and you've got your job.

But what exactly was
Countess Nevio doing here?

Just a courtesy call and organize

a policeman's benefit ball
with draw prizes.

Maybe the winner will
get a kilo of cocaine.

Thank you!

You're slipping, lieutenant.
A piddling report form.

Just a report form.
Let me play this my way.

Your business is to play
the way we tell you!

Because we pay you
and we pay you good too!

Jackasses! Could've told me
who was behind that paper.

- What's it to you, man?
- Keep your goddam mouth shut!

You like to play rough and tough
but you're only a corner store hood.

What you hire him for, Pascal?
Seeking out your own kind?

- What are you trying to tell us?
- About a boy in an oil drum.

I did everything in my power
to put the brakes on the investigation.

But Missing Persons
is checking the morgue today

and they're going
to find Valerio Nevio.

Has anyone else you know
seen the complaint?

Not a soul. I told you not to worry.
The whole thing's been buried.

You'll have to do better than
bury it. I want it destroyed.

Let me handle this.

Getting a report out of
a police station isn't easy.

I have an idea though,
but it will cost you.

Dough isn't important.

We want that paper
delivered by tomorrow, clear?

They removed the body from
the cement, he's a young man.

The Countess Nevio
identified the body

although
it was hardly recognizable.

However, he had a lot
of those little skin marks,

and low and behold
it's her loving son.

Son of a bitch!
Maybe this serves him right.

Santa Maria precinct.

This is lieutenant Malacarne.

I'd like to speak to my dad.

Hold on a minute.

Sorry, lieutenant,
can't find him.

Thanks anyway.

Be seeing you.

Thank you.

Pardon me, lieutenant,
for taking a liberty,

they told me you were alone and...

Good morning, Mazzari.

I'm not disturbing you, am I?

- Not at all.
- I won't stay long.

I was just passing and thought:

"Let's go visit the lieutenant
regarding that man."

He'll be here this afternoon.

You can pass the word,
our friend will receive it tonight.

Oh well,
I'm very pleased to hear that.

You know well that our
friend is really impatient.

You know how impulsive he is.

I wouldn't want him
to do anything foolish.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Good morning.
Santa Maria precinct.

Hello Pop, it's Dominique.

When do I get to see you?

You've got to hear me out.
Pop! Are you there?

Damn, will you answer me, Pop!
Please, it's important!

Pop, Pop!

Finally! It takes that barboy
longer to get here every day.

I'm Dominique's father.
Is he in?

- Yes, he is. I'm Sandra.
- Call him down, would you?

Just say that I'm here.

We were just having coffee...
if you'd like to join us, come on in.

Just call him.

All right. If you prefer
I'll send him down.

Ciao.

I brought you this.

- Thanks, Pop.
- No, don't bother saying thank you.

You want me to take you back?

There's no need for you to
go out of your way for me.

Tomorrow we'll talk if you like.

You. You, you, you!

Don't show your face to me
ever again, understood?

You can sell out to whom you please
but I don't want to see you anymore!

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Yeah, he's here.
He's coming in now.

Right. Goodbye.

Good evening.

Good evening.
Don't let the new faces scare you.

You can talk in front of them.

I've got nothing to say.
Except I brought you what you wanted.

How much?

- Twenty.
- Expensive!

Very! I'm not
interested in marbles.

It will be credited to
your account tomorrow.

Now everyone's happy.
It's all over and done with.

Yeah, so long as you stop
using the wrong guys!

If you don't think a little smarter,
you could blow everything sky high!

Sure! Promise you it
won't happen again, lieutenant.

Didn't you pull the
plug out of the phone?

No, I forgot completely.

Let it ring.

I better see who it is.

Hello? Just a sec.

Here, come on, it's for you,
one of your men.

Yeah? Oh, it's you, Garrito.

What do you want?

I think you'd better come on down.

Could have been an accident.

Looks like he could have
suffered a heart attack.

There's a witness who was out
fishing in a boat, lieutenant.

He believes he heard yelling
like someone was in a fight.

About 30 seconds after that,
he saw a blonde with long hair

who was running away.

Still she might not have
anything to do with the case.

God, what a raw deal!

Here's the lieutenant!

Will you back off, please.

Hey! What are you doin'?

Bastard!

Come on, Dominique,
you want a piece of me, huh?

Come on, beautiful one.

Well, come on, beautiful one.

Come on...

Give me a couple of phone tokens.

Thank you.

- Is that you, Garrito?
- Yeah, lieutenant.

Be there in two minutes, lieutenant!

Too tired to work tonight?

What about him?

- He ain't interested.
- Really?

You didn't try hard enough, maybe.

Hey, hey you!

- Hey you!
- Get back in your cage!

I told you he wasn't interested.

What's up, lieutenant?

Come on, get back
in the car, Garrito.

To the gallery.

I want you to go up and
knock on the door of the gallery.

And then what do I do?

Tell the woman who answers
you're checking for me.

Checking for you.
Right, lieutenant.

Hit it, Garrito, come on, floor it.

- What is going on, lieutenant?
- Just be cool.

Here.

Sandra!

Sandra!

Son of a bitch!

He must have more
lives than a cat.

But right now
he's out of his mind.

He could do something desperate.

Oh yeah, such as what?

He may try to kill you.

Yeah, sure. He would be
out of his mind to try that!

He may try to kill me too.

You're kidding!

Come on, you're no more than
a third rate mouthpiece!

He wouldn't even blink at you.

They tried to shoot you down, huh?
And then tried to get you again

right in front of your fiancée's house.

A good police officer is killed and
there's another body in the house!

Just what kind of trouble are you in!

Well, I'll tell you what the
hell you need, a vacation.

Listen, Malacarne. You nail
two Portuguese and say

you've uncovered a gang
of gun runners, yeah.

"Commissioner, I've uncovered a gang
of gun runners", you promptly tell me.

Then you write in your report
“Oh, no. I was the one at fault."

So now they're out.

An old stupid man commits suicide after
killing his cat and what do you do?

You thought that was more important
than the Nevio case,

a case which could put the force
on the line and you neglect it!

All right, sir.
But I'm not going away.

There's too much at stake
for me at the moment.

I'll ignore your insubordination.
Your job's to take orders, that's all.

You're going to take
a vacation and that's final!

You're tired, lieutenant.
Overwrought.

I'm sorry about what
happened to your father.

Accept my condolences and
also those of the others.

But our personal things
cannot interfere with business.

Starting today you're on suspension

and I'm going to leave you
on it indefinitely.

And we'll take care of your case.

Let's go, Raba.

How much better could it be?

Amigo is on his way across
the square, give me some corn.

Hey, amigo!

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NO ENTRY

- Where are you going?
- Mazzari.

- He's not here.
- Well, go on.

Before celebrating according
to Christian rite our precious office

of Holy sepulcher, let us pray
to our Almighty Father

who gave breath
to all things living.

For as we in sorrow commit
these fragile mortal remains

of our dear departed father
to eternal rest,

God in his omniscience
raises him up again

and welcomes him among the saints
and ennobles him with eternal life.

We humbly ask that God in his judgement
be merciful on the soul of this man.

That he, released by death,
free from all earthly debt,

reconciled with the Holy Father and
having lived as the good shepherd

under his heavenly will, be blessed
with life and peace ever lasting.

Grant them eternal rest, O Lord!

- My condolences...
- My condolences...

Maybe this isn't the best time
but perhaps the right time.

- Can we talk?
- Sure.

You want your revenge and
you want to get away with it.

I'm ready for anything.

Not just anything, otherwise
it would be too easy for you.

You could turn yourself in
and simply speak the truth.

We'll give you Pascal.
Yes, we'll give you Pascal.

If you want him tonight
you can have him.

Down at the Sticks tannery.

Come at 10. You can do
whatever you want with him.

I can't bring the squad.

Well, I wasn't suggesting
exactly that.

But I do get your point.

We're playing it straight but,
if you like, bring who you want.

Men that you can trust.

But what about afterwards?

We can talk about that tomorrow.

After the Pascal matter
has been resolved.

- You've been suspended, haven't you?
- Yeah.

When you return to active duty
we'll talk about it then.

I'll see you tonight, all right?
I'll be there too.

Goodbye.

The man's clean.

We're here to settle some
unpleasant business once and for all.

Apparently someone's been wronged

and somebody's let
things get out of hand.

The one who's been wronged
has gotten his own back

and the account should be
considered closed.

The interests at stake are too big
to get bogged down by...

...strictly personal matters.

If every one else is...

I'm agreeable to let
bygones be bygones.

You must understand, lieutenant,
that in these matters

you have to see things
through to the bitter end.

You can't be content
with half measures.

Good evening.

Good evening.

I'm sorry, lieutenant.