All language subtitles for High.Crime.1973.4K.HDR.DV.2160p BDRemux Ita Eng x265-NAHOM_track6_[eng]-eng

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(PANTING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

- Look out!
- Hey, what the...

(PANTING)

- Did you get him?
- No, he got away.

Give me the mic, quick.

Headquarters,
this is Belli, I'm near the port.

Get a call out, the Lebanese got away.

MAN: Received, Belli, 113.

Want a road block?

Hello, Belli, 113. Over.

Central headquarters mobile unit
to Commissioner Belli.

Port area, come in please, over.

Belli, what's wrong? Come in.

- Belli!
- Forget it!

(TIRES SCREECHING)
- (SIREN WAILING)

(PORT WHISTLE BLOWS)

Go around him! Go around him! Step on it!

(SIREN CONTINUES BLARING)

They're on the two-way! Over there!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SIREN CONTINUES BLARING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

POLICE RAPID RESPONSE UNIT

(DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(MAN SPEAKING LEBANESE)

POLICEMAN: Send an ambulance. Over.

The trip's over.

POLICE HEADQUARTERS

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

POLICE PARKING ONLY

What the hell's going... Blow the horn!

(HORN HONKING)

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight!

Ciao, Commissioner!

Ciao.

Watch this!

This is ridiculous.

I suppose we get this thing moving?

Where the hell's the driver?

(SIREN BLARING)

- Yeah, later.
- What about the reporters, Commissioner?

They've been out there
since seven o'clock.

I said later! Now, leave us alone.

What do I tell the press later, Belli?

"Gentlemen, we just had a bomb
shoved up our ass.

"No, we don't know who did it.

"We do know that they're not afraid
of anything or anybody.

"Arrests, sure, we arrested...

"three petty grifters, six sleepy hippies.

"What do you think of that,
gentlemen of the press, huh?"

- To you too!
- Yeah. Yeah...

Christ, I...

How did they do it?
How could... How did they know?

How long was it after
we caught the Lebanese?

Not even two hours
and they already knew about it! Shit!

They also knew
that if the Lebanese talked,

they were finished.

So they intercept our little phone call.

He runs, we run,
we catch him, gonna bring him back

- and they kill him...
- (PHONE RINGING)

Along with one little girl...

and four good men.

- They'll get top indemnity, won't they?
- Yeah.

And a big Medal of Honor.

Then let's move, Scavino!

You have all their names
in that file of yours.

The names of those who did this
must be in there, too.

- No, no, no.
- You can dynamite this whole city!

Hold it. Take it easy, Belli.

We have to be absolutely sure.
I want them all,

from the bottom to the top, all.

You understand?
The names aren't enough. We need proof.

So we're going to wait.

- Okay. Okay.
- Good.

- You wait!
- Hmm?

The Commissioner!

What a surprise! Our house is your...

You've got shit on your face.

Uh... Yeah, I heard about it,
Commissioner.

(SIGHS) They're not afraid
of anything anymore.

Only, Commissioner...

I cultivate flowers, you know what I mean?

There's drugs behind this, Cafiero.

Every time there's a nasty little bit
of work being done,

you blame Cafiero.

As if I invented
all the criminality of this world.

- I wouldn't doubt it!
(CHUCKLES)

So Cafiero is elected,

and your conscience is clean.

If I thought it was you,
you wouldn't be spraying roses right now.

Um, I don't think you like flowers.
That's too bad.

Commissioner, you can't have it in for me
because I grow roses.

Hmm.

Poppies, that's what you should grow.

Poppies, huh? You cops.

You're always full of jokes.

Would you like to visit the garden?

Since the last time you were here,

I have twice as many roses.

- But you didn't even notice...
- I noticed, I noticed.

But now, follow me.
See if this makes sense.

The Lebanese came on a drug deal for you,

but the other guys messed him,
and in your own town.

Apparently Genoa changed bosses, huh?

Don't you understand
what they're trying to do?

They want us to believe
that this was your operation

so you take the blame and they come off
smelling like a rose.

And this time, Cafiero, it's not a joke.

Help yourself.

- Tony!
- Yes, sir?

A chair for the Commissioner.

I hope you don't mind
if I just watch you eat, Commissioner.

I have a slight ulcer. You understand.

- Your medicine, sir?
- Yes, Tony.

They treat me like a child.

- Champagne, Commissioner?
- No, thanks.

I'll have a few drops to your health.

You didn't answer me.

Maybe I didn't understand the question.

Are you proposing
the two of us might make a deal?

Ah, Cafiero.

I don't want any deals.
I want those killers.

Those who are in in your territory.

What are you saying? Who knows them?

Sure, they must have a face.

But who sees them, they're so high up.

What can I do?

You know that now, I...
I'm only a gardener.

Okay. It's your neck.

Because you're going to pay, you and them!

I'm gonna track them down,
every last one of those hoods!

I'll gonna get the proof. Goddamnit!

Be careful, Commissioner.

Your anger is not enough
to see you through.

No, don't try anything,
you can't fight alone.

If you get caught,
your superiors will send you

on the hill somewhere to patrol sheep.

Try to learn,
when it's wise to close an eye.

I mean, we're in a corrupt country.

Go to hell.

Goodbye, Commissioner.

(COUGHING)

Got shit on my face, huh?
You think you're being funny?

Well, I don't.

Listen, you!

I'll get you!

Boy, someday you guys are gonna squirm
like worms in a frying pan!

- Shit...
- We'll make you eat it!

Rico!

Kids are right when they call you pigs!

Let's get out of here.

Take it easy, it's not the police
we got to worry about.

There's a new contender

that won't be happy
till he's taken the whole pie.

But those who live by bad deeds
shall chew salt.

Remember that, Rico.

And we must make them chew.

You understand?

You can go, Tony, we won't need you.

There's someone around here
who's spitting in our soup.

Tell me who and he'll never spit again.

That sounds like a good idea.

But these problems
are not always solved with a gun.

It took a little time to learn that.
The Lebanese gave them the goods.

12 million pounds' worth
of high grade stuff.

Only we're gonna get it back, right?

That's smart, Rico.

But then, and only then,
do we take care of our friend.

You know what
one of your American cops told me once

when I was operating there. He said,

"Cafiero, if you ever want to spite me,
do it right,

"then, maybe, you'll get away with it.

"But if you foul up,

"I'll squash you like a bed bug!"

What? I can't hear you!

BELLI: Our hands are tied.

We've got to go on tiptoe
while they blow up the whole city.

What were you saying about them
shipping you to Sardinia?

BELLI: No, nothing, nothing.

- (SHOUTYS)
- What's the matter?

Listen, you trying to kill me
or something?

What?

Will you change blades
when you shave your legs?

Would you slow down a little
and stop shouting, it gets on my nerves.

You're damn right I'm shouting!

I'm cut to ribbons.

Besides,
I'll shout as much as I damn please!

Who cares about your neighbors!

I don't give a damn about the neighbors.

It bothers me.

- Oh.
- (TELEPHONE RINGING)

I'll get...

Hello?

Hello?

Hello? I'll chop you!

Who is it?

Oh, it must be that same imbecile,
he's been ringing all yesterday

but never answered.

Funny how some people
get a kick out of doing that.

- Yeah, very funny.
- Hmm.

Italian! Jealous?

And a flat foot!

And so?

Above all, a flat foot.

- (EXCLAIMS)
- Oh! The coffee!

- (KETTLE WHISTLES)
- I made it weak, you're too nervous.

- You're going already?
- I get up too late in this house.

It's okay for you,
but I work for a living.

No, that goes on.

You're being a wife?

A wife? Things wouldn't be any different.

Why?

We never see each other.

We keep arguing.

We make love once a week, rather quickly.

Isn't it just like being married?

(CHUCKLES)

And next time you show up,
bring your own razor.

Oh.

And you're gonna get a punch.

(SNIFFING)

Ah.

Dynamite!

Pure snow!

(GUNSHOT)

(GUNFIRE)

(SCREAMS)

Bastards! They were waiting for us!

(GUNFIRE)

He's getting away!

(GUNSHOTS)

Get him! Get him, for Christ's sake!
He's getting away!

Good evening.

We're speaking
from Terrazza Martini in Genoa.

We're at a special meeting
of the Inter-Trade Association.

We have here a very important personality,

the Vice-President
of the Dunanco Chemicals, Mr. Rivalta.

Mr. Rivalta,
now that the international dockers

have cut off negotiations
and called an all-out strike,

how is management prepared
to cope with the problem?

Well, we're prepared
to conduct fair negotiations

whenever the union is ready,

but their situation at the moment
is rather confused.

I think once the internal problems
of the union have been smoothed out,

we'll all be in a better position
to negotiate.

Cut. Okay. Thank you, very much, sir.

Let's see who's around.

Hey, there's Umberto Griva over there.
Get him!

- Who's that?
- Don't ask questions.

- That's Franco Griva's brother.
- What's he do?

- He's a professional rich man's brother.
- What?

He lives off the fat.
Go on now, go on. Get in close.

Listen, you don't make in one year
what he pisses away in one night.

Cheers!

- You're cute!
- Wait till he kisses the other chick.

Yeah, yeah, I got ya.

Excuse me, Mr. Griva,
will you look this way, please?

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

- Okay, that's good.
- Ciaol

Yeah, same to you.

What a horse's ass.
Okay, let's look around.

Hey, there's Franco Griva,
the most important man here.

- What's so important about him?
- Get a nice close up, will ya?

Move in, move in.
He's the guy we want. Go. Go.

You mean, it doesn't interest you then?

Well, actually, I would say that it does.

We are interested in ecology,

but our institution handles
all sorts of grants.

- What was that you put on my desk?
- Hey, we're running out.

Okay, that's enough. Let's get a drink,
I'm dying of thirst. Over to the bar.

Is he really worth 50 million dollars?

A hundred is more like it. Now over here,
I've had enough of that guy.

We'll begin all over again.

Pardon me, Mr. Rivalta, telephone.

Excuse me.

Hello? Yes.

- It worked.
- Good. Very good.

But something went wrong.
I gotta see you, soon.

I'll do what I can.

Well, you better
or we're screwed, all of us!

- Hello?
- RICO: Rivalta?

- Yes.
- It worked.

- Good. Very good.
- But something went wrong.

- I gotta see you, soon.
- I'll do what I can.

Well, you better
or we're screwed, all of us!

The call was made from a public phone
in zone four.

The time was... 11:38.

Well, that's pretty clear.
Five minutes after the shooting.

And the phone booth's in the same area.
It's too clear.

And why all those guns?

They weren't there
to protect a truckload of plastic cars.

- That's right.
- Let's type out a report for Scavino.

This is Belli. Let me know
as soon as Scavino gets in, will you?

I'm counting on your discretion, Scavino.

It's just as difficult for us
in the Ministry, believe me.

But we can't make your dossier public yet.

- It's not the right time for it.
- Yeah.

You're probably right, sir.
I'll stay in touch.

- Thank you.
- Commissioner.

BELLI: So, Cafiero is afraid
he's losing control of the traffic

and tries to re-establish his position.

But it's the other ones we want now,

the ones who dropped
the stuff here in Genoa.

Are you listening, Scavino?

Yeah, the Lebanese stuff.

Right.

Those toys arrived yesterday morning
from Beirut along with some other cargo.

Needless to say,
none of the documents are in order.

The shipment had to stay in the warehouse
in order to clear Customs.

You follow me?

Yeah, they got the drugs
before they went through Customs.

Yeah! Cafiero tries to get it back.
He doesn't succeed.

Right after the shoot-out,
the telephone call.

And who's it for? Rivalta!

Yeah, only something went wrong.

Rivalta,
one of the owners of Dunanco, right?

Go on.

Get me a warrant
and I'll bring him in within five minutes.

(CHUCKLES)

There isn't a judge in Italy
that would give me a warrant.

Tapes are no proof.

(SIGHS) Hmm.

What if I can prove that Rivalta
was in contact with the Lebanese, hmm?

Prove?

That could make a difference.

This frickin cop gives me a ticket
right in front of the station house.

Who told you to park on the sidewalk?
There's a place over there.

Jeez, it's worse everyday.

So do you. What did you find out?

Rivalta's making out
with a chick named Chicca.

Chicca? A whore?

Well, they have to make a living, too, eh?

He set her up...

He set her up in a beautiful penthouse
apartment on the Riviera

overlooking the bay, the whole works.

- You wait here. I'll go first.
- Yeah, I know, you go first.

- And when I'm through... That's right.
- And when you're through... Yeah, I know.

Thanks a lot!

Rivalta... Rivalta...

No. You know, I think you made a mistake.

Never heard of him.

Never heard of him?

Strange.

There's a lot of people who say different.

Don't answer him, Chicca.
Keep your mouth shut!

Cops!

Leave her alone.
What do you want from her?

- A relative?
- Yes.

No. A friend.

Oh.

For you the lady will talk only
in the presence of her lawyer.

Right.

You have a point there.

I know all about you people.

How did you get in? You got a warrant?

Uh, no,

but how about this?

Hey, what do you think you're doing?
(SCREAMS)

Your sweater's inside out.

Okay.

Now be a good girl.

I need some information.

Huh?

Now listen, did you knock, huh?

Oh, I'm sorry.

The girl talked.

Because she liked you?

Naturally. It was love at first sight.

Let's have it.

Rivalta was up at her house
when the Lebanese arrived.

Then he sent her out.
He said he was expecting someone.

The course starts from up there,
Mr. Rivalta.

All right.

RICO: At the beginning,
Rivalta promised a lot of things.

Rico this, Rico that.

Now he's tossing me in the shit.

He told me to give you this.

You guys pay and your worries are over.
But not mine.

I show my face and I've had it.

I'll squash you like a bed bug.

Oh, come on!

We wouldn't go out of our way
to please Cafiero.

- No, Rico, you'll leave the country...
- Yeah.

...where it's safe.

We got friends all over.

Only there is still a little favor
that you'll do for us first.

Now.

(YELLS)

No!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Hold it a minute.
Here take a look, Commissioner.

Done with a very sharp instrument,
probably a razor.

- Expert job. Who was it, some big shot?
- (SNIFFING)

Rivalta.

Ah, trouble like this, we don't need.

It was either a Honda
or a Triumph 250, grey.

Cross-country model. Find it.

Sure. It could be black,
green or yellow by now.

Well, what do you think?

What do you want me to think?
That it was a traffic accident?

We didn't arrest him before.
Now his mouth is shut, but good.

They're always a step ahead of us.

This means
we have to start all over again.

Huh.

WOMAN: This is awful for the club.
Just before the tournament, too.

MAN: Yeah. We were counting on him losing.

Of all the rotten luck!

Of all places for Rivalta to get killed,
it had to be here.

Yes, sir, we've got to establish

that he's only honorary president
of Dunanco chem company and that's all.

In fact we say, Umberto Griva
is the honorary president of Dunanco,

but all executive matters
were handled directly

by the late vice-president Rivalta.

Yes, goodbye.

We will have to say
you just attended ceremonial functions.

Your brother even told you
not to accept that presidency.

All hell will break loose
over Rivalta's death.

What do you want from me?

You all say that I'm an ass, don't you?
And that you want me out, right?

So I'll take care
of my own goddamn business

and on my own hook.

And what about the Griva family name?

Griva, my brother revels in the sound.

What are we, a dynasty?

Hardly.

You're such an oaf.

- We're not even a family.
- Mmm.

I want you to keep clear of this.

I've taken care of the press.

I don't think
they'll bother us for a while.

I suggest he disappear for a few days.

Indulge your pastimes,

but avoid those
that may be grist for certain papers.

It would be death
to fall into their clutches.

Just be quiet.

I'll take care of everything here.

I'm sure you will.

How'd you like that?

The guy sends us an invitation and we go,
"Yes, sir, we'll be right there."

Calm down. Calm down, Belli.

You know if Franco Griva
takes it into his head,

he can wake up tomorrow morning
and close Genoa down.

Who gives a shit?
Christ, what the hell are we afraid of?

I don't know who the heads are,

but one thing I've known for a long time,
they've got long arms,

and they reach right to where we live.

(TRAIN SCREECHING)

(INDISTINCT ANNOUNCEMENT OVER PA)

I was just informed
of a certain investigation.

I think you can imagine by whom.

I know you have friends in the Ministry,
Mr. Griva, but please continue.

Commissioner,
I think you're jumping to conclusions

by associating Umberto Griva with Rivalta.

In Dunanco Chemical, there are others
besides the brother of my client.

Names that are important
and not only in Genoa.

In Lebanon?

Yes, of course.

- I also...
- If I'm not mistaken,

your company leases ships
for certain cargoes, Mr. Griva?

Yes, that's true,

and someone could use the Griva name
to cover illicit activity

or Dunanco Chemical.

Would you like to question
all of our employees?

Or perhaps the police would prefer
putting us on their chopping block?

Excuse me, Mr. Griva, what...

What are you getting at?

A deadly sport called politics.

Hmm.

I needn't appeal to your intelligence,
I'm sure...

for you to imagine the pleasure
certain political factions

would derive over a scandal
in one of my companies.

Can't you imagine how happy the communists
would be to see us nailed to the cross?

Mr. Griva, we're not permitted
to get mixed up in politics.

- Hmm.
- So much the better.

However, Commissioner,
you are convinced, I hope,

that we Grivas are beyond
the slightest suspicion.

We are absurd.

Now he sends off Umberto Griva, too. Okay!

But what if they kill him
like they killed the other two?

Slow down. Will you slow down?

You know, you hear the bell,

you grab your handcuffs and your gun,

good guys on one side,
bad guys on the other.

With the really big ones,
it takes patience.

It's not as easy as you think.

GIRL: Papa!

Honey! (LAUGHING)

My little pussycat!

When did you get here?

Two hours ago,
you were supposed to meet me.

Oh, today's Wednesday, I forgot!
How did you get here?

By taxi.

By taxi? That's expensive.

That's what you would've done.

Well said.

Come and tell me all about school.

Oh, I saw your last report card.

Oh. But if it wasn't for mathematics,

I'd be the first in the whole class.

- No kidding?
- Hmm.

Gosh! What happened?

What's this pillow doing on the floor?

Phew, look at all the dust!

It's never been this bad, Papa.
What a mess!

Well, the girl that helped me
goes to school now and I can't handle it.

Oh, but now that girl is at home.

Oh.

We'll start
by putting everything back in place.

Okay, Picasso, let's start over again,
we got plenty of time.

Every hot car recycled in Genoa
comes through you.

You give it a quick paint job,
false plates, everything.

Now we want to know...

who you got that cycle for, huh?

- Well?
- No, nothing.

Listen, you repainted a cycle
for somebody, who was it?

Rico. Rico is assigned to kill Rivalta

and he actually goes to Picasso
to get a cycle.

I don't believe it!

It's fishy!

Unless I believe that
Cafiero's gone soft in the head.

Yeah. Why don't you try accepting
that Rico's gone over to the other side?

Cafiero's out there.

Cafiero.

Show him in.

No, wait.

I'll go in the other office.

Keep the intercom open.

We'll find out if he's soft in the head.

Show him in.

- Show him in!
- That's what I was just...

Jeez!

Hello, Commissioner.

To what do I owe the honor of this visit?

Well...

I figured you'd be looking for me.

So...

I decided to come in myself.

I'd say you did a wise thing
since Rico, your boy's involved.

You're mistaken, Commissioner.

He's not mine.

Well, if he's not yours,
that means that he shafted you.

And if he did that to you,
then you must be looking for him, too.

Right? Hmm?

Maybe.

If 1 find Rico first,

I will give him to you, like a present.

How kind.

No offence,

but I think you should get
a clear picture of what's going on.

Did you ever go to the dog races?

I feel like the poor rabbit
who has to keep running

from Commissioner Belli,
who is the greyhound.

We go round and round,

you run and run.

While Scavino...

has listed all the real rabbits
in a little book.

BELLI: I'm in no mood
for you today, Cafiero.

Get out! That's my advice to you.

Get out and breathe some free air
while you're still in time.

All right.

I'm going.

Commissioner Scavino.

A friendly hello.

(LAUGHING)

You lousy pig, you said $500.

Look, do what you want,

it's your skin.

Here's your six, but someday
I'll be back, you filthy vulture.

That's what they all say!

Yeah, when they have to get away.

- Are you sure you gave me all of it?
- Cut it!

You said at three o'clock.

Yeah, at pier 12.

At midnight, they pull anchor.

Hand it over, Rico. (CHUCKLES)

You know the rules,

no guns on board.

- Okay.
- Bye.

Don't open your eyes.
Cheats never prosper.

You're opening them?

Okay, stand over there.

Open them!

(WHISTLES)

You did all this alone?

Did you do all this?

Well, the neighbor's wife
helped me, a little.

With the dusting.

Oh, the dusting.

- You hungry?
- Yeah, what did you get?

Well, I was in a hurry.

- What's this?
- No, no, that's wine, that's for me.

But I've got some very good things.

Let's see.

- You like shrimp?
- I don't know, we don't get it in school.

I'd go broke if you did.
Here, eat before it gets cold.

What's the matter, don't you like it?

Someone named Corinne called.

Oh, yeah... Well, thanks.

She didn't know I was here.

I don't doubt it.
How is she supposed to know?

And why should she know, right?

- Mmm-hmm. Papa?
- Yeah?

Why don't you let me meet her?

- Ani, listen...
- What's the matter?

You don't speak with food in your mouth.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(SHIP HORN BLOWING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANING)

You punk!

Help him.

UMBERTO: The little country girl
who shed the smell of manure

and entered the realm
of the worldwide Grivas.

Good for you, Chicca.

You did well considering
that after two years with Rivalta,

you didn't see half as much money.

Oh, yes, and speaking of Rivalta,

should they should ask you again
or ten times or 100 times,

you'll repeat the exact same thing.

It was Rivalta who was...

with the Lebanese

and not me.

Is that clear?

(CHUCKLES) I've always said,

"Chicca is a shrewd one."

You see, we look like,

people like you and me,

like fools, but we're not.

CORINNE:
Why didn't you tell me Ani was here?

BELLI: I forgot myself.

You're so old-fashioned, Belli.

- What?
- Nothing.

Goddamnit, I told you I forgot!

There's no need to shout at me like that.

Okay, okay, I'm sorry but I'm tired today,
for Christ's sake!

Really, Belli,
I just can't understand you.

First you say there's no problem
about the child

and then you get pissed off.

What?

I know I shouldn't say that,

but you do,
you panic at the thought of me...

Yeah, you're right,
but try and understand,

I got my hands full these days.
All hell's breaking loose.

All right.

We'll talk about it some other time. Bye.

Wait.

Listen...

You remember those mysterious phone calls?

Well, they rang again.

It's terrible. Can't you...

Yeah. Okay, we'll talk about it
when we see each other.

Ciao. They're calling me.

Yeah?

Where?

Don't bounce him around too much.

Look at all this crap around here!

And our kids have to swim in this filth!

- Yeah.
- Belli?

He's unrecognizable.

Whoever ripped him apart did a good job
and the fish took care of the rest.

Hey, Ciofi, come here, take a look.

Did they cut his testicles by any chance?

Well, he hasn't got 'em anymore
but it doesn't mean they were cut off.

Anyway, I should be able to tell you more
when I cut him open.

You and your stupid inhalators.
All they do is irritate you!

And so do you!

What's that?

He had it pinned on him. They're dollars.

I think he's a foreigner.

Yeah. If the boys in the lab
find out who he is, I'll buy them dinner.

I'll bet anything that was Rico!

Look, I don't get it.

Well, I do but it took some time.

Rico killed Rivalta, right?

Yeah, but it couldn't have been
Cafiero who ordered him to do it.

If he did, why did he have Rico killed?

Because the bastard double-crossed him.

If 1 find Rico first,

I'll give him to you.

(INAUDIBLE)

The real rabbit.

While Scavino

runs after the real rabbit...

PRIVATE
DR. SCAVINO

...that he keeps in his special cage.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Come in.

Belli.

- What's this?
- Material for your private collection.

The report on Rico's death.

Any news on Cafiero?

No, nothing yet.

By the way, I want to talk to you
about that stuffed rabbit.

The what rabbit?

The one I'm supposed to be chasing.

(LAUGHING)

Yes.

Your friend Cafiero really put you on,
didn't he?

"If I find Rico first, Belli, I will

"deliver him to you like a present."

Well, looks like Cafiero
kept the present for himself.

That's just the point!

Cafiero's enters into all of this
only through Rico's death.

A mistake committed through
an old-fashioned habit.

Rico should have known,
he who betrays, pays.

The other guys would never have bothered.

And Cafiero runs away?

Mmm-mmm.

"If" he ran.

That would have been
Cafiero's second mistake. I don't...

I don't believe Cafiero
would make two mistakes in a row.

Nevertheless, he played their game
and like us, he was screwed.

I know you're looking for the real rabbit,
but meanwhile, they go on killing.

Not the police commissioner.
They're so harmless, there's no point?

You know sometimes you talk like a child!

Oh, I beg your pardon!

While I talk like a child,

you forget you have the solution
right in your hands!

But you gotta keep it buried
because Umberto Griva can't be touched!

Umberto Griva is not enough,
don't you understand?

I want the top guys.
The ones that give the real orders.

Do you know how long I've had
Umberto Griva's name... in here?

No. I don't know, nobody knows.

Not even the chief of police knows
what you've got in there!

For months you had us work like crazy
all on our own!

And you keep all the information
to yourself!

Keep talking.

You bet your ass I'll keep talking.

What are you waiting for?

This file can explode,
and you got your hands on it!

Christ, you can blow this rotten town up!

If you don't do it now,
you won't have the guts to do it later.

That's enough, Belli!

Come on, whose side are you on?

I said that's enough, goddamnit.
Who the hell do you think you are?

You think
you're the only honest cop in this?

Do you have any idea
what it means to sit in my chair?

Oh, I know...

I know you are the chief of detectives

and you like the chair you sit in.

You like it so much
you're afraid to get up.

And you know god damn well

what happens to you
if you lay one finger on those people.

You are a fool, Belli.

You think it's easy sitting in that chair.

Well, when your time comes,
you'll find out it's hot.

- So what?
- Goddamned hot!

So what?

You prefer having your arse
or your conscience burned?

You don't understand!
You don't understand!

Yes, that's a good file.

It has a lot in it, but maybe not enough.

It's no good to take it to the DEA
if we don't have steel-plated proof.

What the hell is steel-plated proof?

Witnesses that balk,

evidence that comes apart.

Red tape that strangles you!

I'm tired of putting up with that shit!

Belli, Belli, Belli, Belli,

you can't clean a sewer
by taking just the dirt out.

You must seal it forever.

Or it does no good.

You wanna be a hero?

There are no heroes.

In this business, no heroes, no crusaders,

only a sick society

that must be defended by us
with the little we have to work with.

We are only policemen.

Oh, glorious, right.

We are the police
who are serving the people.

But what people, eh?

Those that matter, those that give orders,

those that pay?

Sounds like you're...

accusing me, huh, Belli?

Really?

I didn't realize that.

What people eh?

Those that matter...

those that give the orders...

those that pay?

Those that pay?

Pay...

Yes, sir.

What? I beg you pardon, I can't...

Wait, would you
just hold it a moment, please?

Thank you.

Kids, would you keep it down in there,
please?

Excuse me, I'm sorry,
but it was the children.

Yes, sir, that's right.

As I was saying, it's most important
that you, as District Attorney, uh,

look at the material in this file.

Most important.

No, sir.
No, no, it must not go through channels.

It cannot. No, it would be most imprudent.

Yes, of course.
I will take full responsibility.

Full.

Fine. All right, sir,
then I'll see you at noon.

Yes.

Right, thank you very much, sir. Goodbye.

PRIVATE
DR. SCAVINO

(YELLS IN PAIN)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

- (GUNSHOTS)
(GROANS)

(YELLING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(GROANS SOFTLY)

(INDISTINCT CHANTING)

Alpha 21 to Central.
Factory workers out of control.

No rioting as yet, over.

(CHANTING IN ITALIAN)

- Hey, where the hell have you been?
- We're starving.

Where'd you go for the sandwiches,
to the moon?

Yeah, and back.

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

POLICEMAN: Attention, attention,

all units in zone C,
proceed at once to Via Pre.

Chief Commissioner Scavino
has been killed.

All mobile units in zone C
proceed at once to Via Pre.

Units one and two,
proceed at once to Via Pre.

Chief Commissioner Scavino
has been shot down.

Be on the lookout for a blue Fiat 128

possibly with Genoa plates GE 48.

Windshield shattered by gunfire.

Two men aboard, both armed.
Approach with caution.

Approach with caution,

they have just shot down
Chief Commissioner Aldo Scavino.

(SIRENS BLARING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)

NEWS REPORTER: Of the two men
suspected of killing the Commissioner,

one has been seriously wounded.

Authorities are convinced
the killers are still within the city.

Police checks and roadblocks
have been set up at all departure points.

The public is kindly asked
to cooperate with the authorities

in case of travelling delays.

Airports, railway stations
and steamship lines

are under constant surveillance.

More than half the police force
has been mobilized for the search.

Dozens of suspects are being rounded up
and taken into custody for questioning.

House-to-house searches are underway
in various sections of the city.

The killing of Commissioner Scavino

has been one of the most
brutal police murders

in the history of this city.

Units three and four,
proceed to dock area.

Extra! Commissioner...

Commissioner Aldo Scavino gunned down!

Commissioner Scavino,
shot down in cold blood.

COMMISSIONER SCAVINO MURDERED

APPALLING CRIME BY UNKNOWN KILLERS

Scavino brutally murdered!

Top crime buster gunned down
in city streets!

Commissioner Scavino slayed in street.

Extra!

Excuse me, Commissioner.

Cafiero wants to see you.

Sorry, I had to come to Marseilles.

But it's safer for me.

I don't want any flowers
here in the room...

because of the smell.

Who would have thought that
the smell of flowers would be bad for me?

You better hurry up and get well.

But don't think you're gonna
get off that easy for Rico's death.

I'm afraid...

I won't be able to accommodate you,
Commissioner.

You can't imagine
how many doctors they have here.

They gave me two months to live.

Take it easy, Cafiero.

Your greyhound isn't running anymore.

They killed the one
who was chasing the real rabbit.

Only they did it out of fear.

Maybe they made a mistake this time.

Maybe even they have their weak spots.

I was hoping you'd say that.

We've got to uncover those weak spots.

Only, where do we start?

You know what I'm thinking about?

Let's sit for a minute.

(COUGHING)

Go on.

Now I imagine you don't know
about a funeral next Friday

that will go through the marketplace
near the docks

where there's a certain fishing vessel.

Maybe the police will find drugs
on the vessel?

And trace it back to the real rabbit.

Mmm. (COUGHING)

Mr. Cafiero, you are tiring yourself.

Well, thanks for everything
and get well, huh?

I'll try.

Be careful, Commissioner.

You don't have the police to protect you.

You know what I mean?

If they can't get you,

they'll get those close to you.

The ones you love.

How long's Corinne been with you, Papa?

Huh? Anita, come on, eat and be quiet.

I've... I've been with your father
long enough to know almost all about you.

I know your favorite songs,

that you do well in school and...

that you're just terrific in maths, right?

Nah, how did you know?

Did you know that I'm gonna
have to stay with my aunt and uncle

and that I miss not being with Papa?

Ani, stop breaking everybody's heart!

I explained it all to you.

It's not that I didn't understand you.

You're a policeman,
so most of the time I'll be alone, I know.

You don't want me to say that I miss you.

- l want you to keep quiet.
- Even if you don't, I'll say it anyway.

Want to sign this, too?

Hmm?

It's to my aunt and uncle.
I tell them I miss them.

- Mmm.
- Mmm.

You can't catch me, you witch!

(LAUGHING)

CAFIERO:
Careful, careful, Commissioner.

You don't have the police to protect you.
Careful.

If they don't get you,

they'll get those close to you.

The ones you love.

(LAUGHING)

You can't catch me!

She leaves tomorrow.

Why? I thought she was going to stay
for the holidays?

Well, she's not, and if I could
I'd send you away, too.

Me?

Didn't catch me, yet!

Oh, but I am going to catch you!

- (ANITA SCREAMS)
- The monster!

(BELLI LAUGHING)

I'm going to eat you up!

(TRANQUIL MUSIC PLAYING)

So that's how it is, huh?
You think I'm a meanie?

No, I think you and Papa should marry.

Really?

Yes. Not only so that I can stay in Genoa,
but I really like you.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Hey, anybody got a slug?

Yeah, don't complain
if you don't like the music.

It's clean,
it's got everything, new tires.

Yeah, only the color's rotten.

Hey, didn't you hear me?

Yeah, can't you see I'm on the phone?

Yeah, all right.

Look, it hasn't come in yet.

I don't know, maybe Friday. I don't know.

Nice guy. Two beers.

Tickets to the lottery.

- What the hell is this?
- I'm on the phone. What do you want?

Just some beers.

Tickets to the lottery.

50 million lira the prize.

- 50 million lira first prize. Have one.
- No.

- 50 million is the prize!
- l don't want one.

You could be lucky.
Here, ticket, ticket...

Okay, okay! I'll take one.

- Shall I choose it for ya?
- Yeah.

Okay, I'll pick you a winner.

- Here comes a winner for the man.
- Shut up.

Tickets for the lottery.

Go to Vico Superiore
di Campo Pisano, No 11.

Over there.

Take your time, I'm in no hurry.

(CROWD CHANTING IN ITALIAN)

Commissioner Belli.

Headquarters just told us
you're looking for a man in this crowd.

It's risky,
it's a rough bunch of strikers.

Hmm.

So listen.

(CROWD CHANTING IN ITALIAN)

Fascists, you pigs!
Get back to your sewer!

Fascists, you pigs!
Get back to your sewer!

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

I have nothing against you men.

Listen, there's...

Will you shut up? Goddamnit!

There's a killer among you.

A killer!

(CHANTING CONTINUES)

Stop, shut up and let him through!

Comrades, stop him.

Stop him, he's a fascist!

Let me through! Let me through!

All right, who paid you, goddamnit?

Who paid you?

That's enough.

(SCOFFS)

If I go...

you're gonna have a rough time.
You know that?

They don't kid around.

You better talk.

Okay, it's your neck.

Hmm?

Because...

even if I do tell you who it is,

it's not gonna change a thing.

Come, come, girls.

Here we are, sir, the ones you chose.

For my little strumpet.

- Bye, Sildarno.
- Bye.

Come.

Send the bill to my office.

Sefior Umberto Griva, the shop is yours.

(SINGING) Girls are all cheap today

Cheaper than yesterday

Small boys are half a crown

Standing up or lying down

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Oh, God! Run!

(GROANS)

(FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)

I'm just sorry for the girl.

- I'm Griva's attorney.
- Yes, yes.

Scavino's murderer confessed
that he was paid by Umberto Griva.

How high do we have to go up now
to find out who's behind this killing?

The name has to be in that file.

We've got to reconstruct it now.

You know what I want.

Each of us contributed to it,
we have to start from zero.

I want all reports in duplicate.

All of them,
even facts that seem unimportant.

And the same thing goes
for the taping of phone conversations.

I know it means extra work,
but that's what I want.

We have all the resources
of the law behind us.

So let's use them.

Umberto Griva's death
shows just how far the rot has gone

and how much filth there is.

We have to scrape the facade off this city

and dig into the secrets
of its rotten core,

no matter who pressures us
or who gets hurt.

It's not the right time for it.

You're probably right, sir.
I'll stay in touch.

Yes, Commissioner, the district attorney

would like to have a meeting
with you also,

but he's in Rome at the request
of the Council of Ministers.

He did ask me, though,
to tell you to reconstruct Scavino's file.

I know the matter is very close to him,
as itis to me.

Then I can tell His Honor
that you've already started on it.

I had my people go ahead immediately.

But the minister should be told
of the enormous difficulties involved.

That file took years to put together.

And I'll need lots of time...

- l see.
- ...If all goes well.

One year it took Scavino, but we're gonna
do it in a month, understand?

Which means then we're gonna
have to drop the drug operation.

No.

- Cafiero's right.
- Keep the pressure on?

It's the only way
to get them out of the woods.

CAFIERO: Follow the funeral procession,
Commissioner.

Go to the marketplace,
near a fishing vessel.

There will be a funeral, Commissioner.

Look! Here!

And this is just the beginning, goddamnit.

Come on, get moving! Quick!

Giliano, up on the bridge!
You two, you follow me.

Commissioner.

Commissioner. Commissioner Belli.

Over here.

Found something?

Yeah, and there's a lot more in here
besides this.

It's full.

CAFIERO:
I imagine, Commissioner, you don't know

about a funeral that will go through

the marketplace down by the docks
where there is a certain fishing vessel.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

All right, wise guy, we're not open yet.

You heard me.
Get your truck off the floor!

(GRUNTS)

Hey, what the...

(GRUNTING)

Come on, come on, get it moving!

(GRUNTING CONTINUES)

You son of bitch! Start talking!

No, I don't know nothing!

- What do you mean, you don't know nothing?
- I don't know nothing!

This will refresh your memory!

- I don't know nothing!
- We'll see about that.

(SCOFFS)

"I don't know nothing.
I don't know nothing."

That son of a bitch.

There's enough heroin in these oranges
to keep the junkies happy for a year.

- You said the press is waiting for us?
- Yeah, outside.

"Police crack down on drug traffic."

(CHUCKLES)
Hey, Tony, did you read this?

Good man, Commissioner Belli.

He understood what I was saying.

Now that the stuff's got scarce,

they'll need another Lebanese

and I know them all.

You don't wanna get back in it.
I mean, We are all alone.

The boys are all gone.

And anyway, it's late now.

Yes, I know. I know.

But for what I've got in mind,
you and me are enough.

Tony, those bastards
have enjoyed it all too much.

And I want to spoil their party.

But how? You don't have a chance.

Like the other time.

I'll have another Lebanese come.

And you'll contact him.

But...

not in Genoa.

It's too dangerous.

Here. In Marseilles.

But the others will find out
and so will the police.

The police...

That's the point, Tony.

That's the point.

Who's going to stop this Mr. Belli?

We may have to.

I spoke to His Excellency this morning
and do you know what I got for an answer?

"Be patient," he said.

They're afraid of a lowly commissioner.

They're terrified
of getting in the papers.

Belli's always coming out in the open.

All of our names,
including the names of our companies,

have been in the newspapers.

Although there's been
no real accusation, you understand.

I understand that I like the publicity
that I pay for.

Ooh, it's the captain of the varsity.
How come you never picked me up, darling?

Next time, if you're a good boy.

I've been waiting for half an hour,
Commissioner.

Hmm. I wait, you wait, that's life.

ANTI-DRUG
THE PROGRESS OF THE HUGE POLICE OPERATION

Belli?

Is that you, Belli?

Belli?

- (MAN GRUNTS)
(SCREAMS)

You got any idea
what it means to sit in my chair?

Have them come in.

- (MAN GRUNTS)
(GROANS)

So you're the one that if you feel like
it could shut down Genoa, Mr. Griva?

Oh, come now, Commissioner.

Don't exaggerate.

You starting a crusade, fine.

But leave the decent people in peace.

Hmm.

Who is decent people, Mr. Griva?

I'm not clear about that.

I mean, if your lawyer
is talking about you,

you should recall
there was another Mr. Griva,

charged with the death
of Commissioner Scavino.

I knew nothing about that.

We've got to avoid a scandal.

You seem to forget
what my client's name represents.

Be quiet!

Are we all so rotten to you in this town?

No, Mr. Griva, the rot is amongst you!

If the bomb explodes,
and rest assured it will explode,

you'll end up in jail!

The stinking rotting bunch of you!

Now I think you're exaggerating,
Commissioner.

You know why you're making a mistake?

No, why?

Because you're not being reasonable.

You're not very flexible.

Not very shrewd, Mr. Griva.

Because, unfortunately,
I always get right to the bottom.

CAFIERO: Careful Commissioner.

You don't have the police
to protect you this time.

If they can't get you...

they'll get the ones you love.

You love...

One, two, three, home free!

(BOTH CHATTERING)

You got him. Come on, come on, let's go.

Ten, 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, 80, 90, 100.

Anybody round my base is it.

Now!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(SCREAMING)

POLICEMAN:
This is where it happened, Commissioner.

She was dragged for several yards,
up to that mark there.

I wish I could say it was an accident,

but there's no doubt
as to what their intentions were.

It's not very helpful,

but one of the children
got a glimpse of the licence plate.

The first two numbers, Genoa 46.

And they said one of the drivers
had a black beard.

I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!

I hate you! I hate you!

You must understand
that I have business to take care of.

I don't care, I want to stay here.

Ani, I have to go.

I don't want you to leave.

(SOBBING)

(INAUDIBLE)

Ani!

Tony.

There is too much risk.

Shut up, Tony.

Excuse me, sir,
but you can't have the Lebanese come

without taking any precautions.

It's dangerous.

No one's going to bite me.

Your medicine.

So you go back to Genoa.

And I'll wait for the Lebanese to show up.

If I go back to Genoa,
the others will be suspicious.

Besides, by this time, the Lebanese
will have changed his mind.

Do like I tell you, Tony...

or everything will blow apart.

(CHOKING)

(CHOKING)

- (SPEAKING FRENCH) Sir, please.
- Yes?

Passport and boarding card.

- Mr. Assan Gamal?
- Yes, Sir.

- Lebanese?
- Lebanese, yes.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

(IN ENGLISH) There he is.

GAMAL.: I was surprised, Monsieur.
I thought Cafiero was finished.

ATTORNEY: Oh, he is. Anyway,
I'm sure you'll find dealing with us

much more discreet.

By the way,
we need to speed up the delivery.

Any problems?

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

The merchandise, only after payment.

Oui.

(IN FRENCH) Okay, it's a deal, Mr. Gamal.

(IN ENGLISH) To the port.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

CAFIERO: Come.

I've been expecting you.

(COUGHS)

What idiots you are.

You walked right into it.

MAN: (IN FRENCH)
Belli? Commissioner Belli?

Yes?

They are on the corniche,
heading towards the Estaque Bridge.

Be right there. Go!

(IN ENGLISH) You wanted me personally
to accompany you, Mon. Gamal.

I hope you're satisfied.

After what happened to my predecessor,

I can't afford to take chances.

Of course. And now, monsieur?

As I arrive, the merchandise departs.

Cautious to the bitter end, eh?

(SPEAKING FRENCH) Goodbye.

So, shall we go?

(SIRENS WAILING)

(IN ENGLISH) Stop the car.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Block the exit.

Bonjour, monsieur.

Get him!

(SPEAKING FRENCH) Hurry. We've got them!

(IN ENGLISH) Guards! Guards!

(SPEAKING FRENCH)
He's running towards the boat!

Get him!

(GUNSHOTS)

(GROANS)

(MAN GROANS)

Sons of bitches!

(GUNSHOTS)

(SPEAKING FRENCH) There!

Over there!

(GUNSHOTS)

(GROANS)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

(GUNSHOTS)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(GUNSHOTS)

(SCREAMING)

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

(WHIMPERS)

- (GUNSHOTS)
_(YELPS)

(GASPS)

(PANTING)

I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna kill you.
I'm gonna...

(GUNSHOTS)

(GROANING)

(SPEAKING FRENCH)
Calling Headquarters. This is patrol 37.

Operation over. Code Blue, we got them.

We have deceased and injured people.

Send all ambulances available.

(IN ENGLISH)
No one here goes back with us to Genoa.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)
Patrol 37, reporting. Patrol car 37.

(IN ENGLISH)
It's about time. Now they'll all get it.

The little fish and the big ones.

They're gonna pay, goddammit.

And this is just the beginning.

Okay, let's go. Come on, come on.

UMBERTO:
You are convinced, I hope, that we...

ALDO: Umberto Griva's not a...

Don't you understand
I want the top guys?

The ones that give the real orders?

CAFIERO: Superiors will send you
to Sardinia somewhere

to patrol sheep.

(ANITA LAUGHING)

Papa. Papa.

Why don't you let me stay with you?

Please. I want to stay here, Papa.

I know you're a policeman, but...

But can I stay with you just the same.

All my friends are jealous,
because I have a father like you.

Why are you sending me away, Papa?

Let me stay with you.

I don't want to stay alone.

I'm afraid. Papa, don't go away.

Papa! Papa! Papal

- (GUNSHOT)
(GASPS)

(SIRENS WAILING)