All language subtitles for Delirium 1987 REMASTERED 1080p (DUAL) BluRay HEVC x265 BONE (Alazar)

DELIRIUM

Kim, tip your head
back a little more.

Caress her more
with your hands, Kelly.

That's good,
Christine, keep going.

- All right, Roberto?
- All right, it's perfect.

Move your hand up a little
more while you caress her.

Kim, I want you to look
like prey in their hands.

You need to look like you're experiencing
pleasure you've never felt before.

Come on, more! Smile!

- Look at me, Kim.
- No, not like that!

Put your hand down a bit.

Almost there, girls!
Come on, Roberto!

Come on, move it!

Well done, Kim!

Start touching her.

Touch her! You
want to possess her!

Kim, I want you to enjoy it!

- Yeah, like this.
- Offer yourself to them.

You can't restrain yourself, you can
only feel their hands on your body.

Good show, keep going.

Cradle her. Kelly,
take her in your arms.

Snap away, Roberto!

Make it look more sensual!

Keep going, don't
hide that hand!

Gently slide your hand
down her thigh. Gently!

Look at them and smile, Kim.
You don't know who to choose from.

Now close your eyes.

You're dreaming and you like it.

You like it and you
wish it'd last forever.

Yeah, like this.

You think it was a good idea?

Remaking that old photo
shoot? Yeah, I believe so.

But I don't agree
on your substitute.

Tony knows his salt,
and Kim is gorgeous.

But you were something else.

All right, let's take a break!

It's only been three years
but it feels like a lifetime.

Where's the makeup girl?

Okay, okay. Christine,
Kim, get out of the pool.

Gee, the weather's chilly!

- Evelyn!
- It was warmer in the pool!

- Where's the makeup girl?
- I don't know, maybe she's inside.

- What do you mean she's inside?
- Where's my fur coat?

At last! I'm not paying
you to do nothing!

The girls' makeup is running!

Where the hell have you been?!

How come your brother
Is always so nervous?

You vanished into thin air!

Let's get you dry
or you'll get sick.

- Hello?
- Gioia?

- Yes, it's me.
- Hello, darling.

What if I said I'm
masturbating looking at you?

Don't hang up, it's not true.

You're gorgeous today.

Even more than usual.

Are you wearing your panties?

Come on, guys!

Don't pull your skirt down, don't
you want me to see you in the nude?

Your lips are incredible.

You like kissing your
men all over their bodies?

Now listen, Mark.

I got you a nice show
right under your window.

Why don't you look at
them and leave me alone?

You're not like the others.

You're like a national monument.

Just looking at you is enough
to get a real, healthy erection.

You sound like a broken
record, and it's not funny.

Retouch the lips a little, yes.

- How much time do you still need?
- A couple hours.

Maybe even less.

We're losing light.

Come on.

I'll go inside and help Evelyn.

I hope you're all
staying for dinner.

What a shame, me and
Christine have a plane at ten.

We have a fashion show
in Paris tomorrow morning.

Thanks anyway.

Have a nice trip, see you.

We're ready.

Tony?

Tony!

You know the one about the
guy who just made love with a girl?

"Sorry, dear, I'd have taken more
time if I'd known you were a virgin."

"Why, honey, I'd have taken my panties
off if I'd known you had more time!"

You're so silly, Roberto.

Evelyn, dinner was
perfect as usual.

What would Gioia do without you?

You manage the magazine
and you even cook.

- Don't act mean.
- It's a natural gift for him.

Speaking of gifts, I
have a surprise for you.

- To my dear Gioia.
- Thanks, you're so sweet.

And now, after this coup
de theatre, I shall be going.

- Good night, thanks.
- Good night.

I'll join you.

The night is still young.

- Good night, Roberto.
- Bye, Evelyn.

Don't stay up until dawn, Tony.

We have to choose
the pictures tomorrow.

Okay, boss.

- You need a ride, Kim?
- No, thanks, I'm staying a little longer.

- I came with my car.
- As you prefer.

Aren't you scared to
go home on your own?

You never know who
you might run into.

If he's cute I won't complain.

You know, honey, we both have the same
tastes when it comes to certain things.

I'm going to bed.

I want to be at the office
early in the morning.

Now that you're back with us,
the next issue will turn out great.

Good night, Evelyn.

- See you soon, Kim.
- Bye.

You had not been involved
with the magazine for months.

Almost a year, since
the day of the accident.

- Would you like to talk about it?
- Why not?

When you married Carlo, lots of people
thought you were only doing it for power.

They were wrong.
I really loved Carlo.

He was unique.

He never asked me
to pose in the nude.

He gave me the chance to
start a magazine of my own.

Then I decided to quit, because I wanted
to spend my time with him and have kids.

I thought I wouldn't
have time for work.

And I had Evelyn,
who's always so efficient.

Perhaps life had
given me too much,

and all it took to take my
man away was a gust of wind.

I can still see it.

He was like a kid who
refused to grow up.

He soared with his speedboat
at 200 kilometers per hour.

He left me the house, financial
security and the magazine.

But, most of all, some
incredible memories.

I have to start living for
myself again, as well as for him.

- Did I bore you?
- No, quite the opposite.

I'd stay here all night if I
didn't have to get up early.

Oh, you don't have to come
with me, I know the way.

I'll call you tomorrow.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Hello?

Gioia, somebody murdered your
model and threw her body in the pool.

That's a stupid prank, Mark.

I'd rather hear your vulgarities than
such a stupid excuse to phone me.

She was killed with
the gardener's pitchfork!

It wasn't a pretty
sight, believe me.

You need more details? Are
you still there? Can you hear me?

If you wanted to
frighten me, you have.

Now let me go to bed, please.

Too bad you turned the lights off
before I could see the murderer's face.

Maybe it's a woman
with long, blonde hair.

- You listening?!
- Yes.

Do you want me
to call the police?

- Are you telling the truth, Mark?
- Of course!

Shall I call the police
or will you do it?

No, let me have a look first.

You'd better not, believe me.

You wouldn't like
what you'd see.

Not even a ferocious beast
would kill with such cruelty!

Evelyn?

Evelyn?

Evelyn?

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.

I went into the kitchen
to get something to drink.

Mark just called me.

He said he saw Kim
getting murdered in the pool.

And you believe him?

That boy is sick, he has
a morbid imagination.

Follow my advice, Gioia, go
back to bed and have a good sleep.

I'm sure everything's fine,
there's no point in going to check.

- Good night, Gioia.
- Good night.

Asshole!

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- Good morning, hello.
- Good morning.

The lighting's good,
but I'm not sure.

I don't like the face she
makes, this other one's better.

No, I'd rather use this one.

Yeah, the pose is softer.

- What do you think, Gioia?
- I agree, Roberto.

Tony, you're a wizard,
and Kim is simply terrific.

I have something
to tell you, Evelyn.

Last night Kim left
her lighter at my house.

Could you give it to her?

She'll be happy to
know she didn't lose it.

Why don't you use the other
office to choose the pictures?

Because it's yours.

Well, I feel like a fish
out of water in there.

Then ready your
scuba tanks and spear gun.

- There's a shark waiting for you.
- Flora?

I had to let her stay, she knew
you'd come in sooner or later.

- She waited for you.
- For a whole year?

Not a year, I'd
say almost an hour!

You think she'd mind if I left?

She'd just come
back another time.

To think I was in
such a good mood.

Rip her to shreds, Gioia.

Don't give her the
opportunity to do the same.

Looking good, Gioia.

You look pretty good yourself.

Are you here for
the usual reason?

Sorrow made you
even more beautiful.

But not willing
to deal with you.

Why don't you want to
sell me your magazine?

You'll have better things to do.

- For example?
- Live your life.

You can do anything you want.

How different you were the
first time I laid my eyes on you.

A small-town girl willing to
do anything to make money.

I had to support
Tony and myself.

And I made it, as you can see.

Especially considering you're
the one who needs me now.

Don't you think feeling some
gratitude would make you more human?

- Who should I feel grateful to?
- Me, for instance.

You don't have the heart
of a do-gooder, Flora.

So don't ever try that,
no one would believe you.

But I'm the one who gave you
the chance to earn an honest living.

At that time you were
willing to do anything,

and you would have
become a two-bit prostitute...

... If you hadn't been lucky
enough to meet me, my dear.

Maybe, but certainly
not a two-bit one.

When you have nothing, even
doing that is a way to make a living.

- How much do you want?
- This is so amusing.

I was able to beat you,
after so many men tried.

I always used my men as if
they were Kleenex tissues.

What about your women?

You sure know how
to deliver a low blow.

Me? But so can you.

You tried to destroy me
when I stopped working for you.

You even attempted to ruin my
marriage with your crass accusations!

I don't feel sorry
for you, Flora.

The sooner you leave, the
better it will be for both of us.

Call me when you're
destitute again, dear.

I'd always be willing to buy
your photo shoots back again.

The ones I gave you in
a moment of weakness.

And for several
hundred million lire.

I would offer you
far less money.

Alas, those photographs
still have some value.

Only as souvenirs, though.

I recall there was another
souvenir you wanted from me.

But you never got it.

You'll change what I feel
for you into hate, Gioia.

And a woman's hate
could create a lot of hurt.

Evelyn.

You know you shouldn't
drink, it's bad for you.

Inspector, take a
look at this pitchfork.

I found it inside the
gardener's tool shed.

Thoroughly polished
after being used.

Indeed.

Strange.

- Got a sample of the pool water.
- Take it to the lab.

I'm not expecting any
surprises, just a confirmation.

- To the lab?
- Yeah.

- Signs of a break-in?
- No, nothing.

Did you see that guy?

He looks like anything but a cop.

Because you watch
too many crime series.

You've got the wrong
image of us cops.

- I'm sorry.
- It's fine, you're not the first.

For years, my hardest work has
been to convince people to trust me.

Sit down, Inspector.

That kid Mark didn't hold back.

He told me everything
he saw last night.

It looks like he really
witnessed a murder.

But I'm afraid his statement
won't be that useful.

Long, blond hair. Nothing else.

Too many blond people
around, not counting wigs.

But why send that photograph?

Why kill Kim and put
up that macabre display?

And why was she
killed here at my house?

If I had an answer for your questions
I'd have already found the murderer.

But why put my
picture behind Kim's body?

I don't know.

And that's not the
only baffling detail.

The culprit wants to
link you to the crime.

We will investigate that
model and her connections.

- Excuse me, Inspector?
- One second.

The sergeant is going
back to the station.

Your breakfast is served.

You shouldn't spy
on your neighbors.

It's not very nice.

Get out.

I want to be alone.

Your father called from London
last night, but you were sleeping.

He said he'd call back today.

I don't want to talk to him.

What about your mother?

Let them enjoy their vacation.

It's not like they care
about me, after all.

The body found this morning in a garbage
bin by a news vendor belongs to Kim Trosky,

a beautiful model who was in Rome for
a photo shoot for a mens-only magazine.

Mr. Pascutti, I know
you're still very upset,

but could you tell us
what happened exactly?

It must have been about
eight or half past eight.

I had gone to throw some
stuff in that garbage bin,

and I found the body
of that poor woman.

She was wearing a blue dress and a
pearl necklace, her eyes were wide open.

Hello?

We should thank
Kim's murderer, huh?

- Don't you agree?
- What are you talking about?!

I'm saying they did you a favor.

Your magazine will sell like
crazy with all this free publicity!

A favor?

Only that kid's twisted mind
could imagine something like that.

Why do you answer his calls?

Because I feel pity for him.

Who are you calling?

The printer.

Hello, Ruggero?

Good, I was afraid
you'd already left.

I want to increase the
print run of the new issue.

Oh, you already
thought about that, great.

Thanks, I'll talk to you later.

Do you really believe I
want to exploit her murder?

Gioia, you're a publisher,
you can't afford any scruples.

You're wrong, Evelyn.

We're constantly trying to improve
our sales, this is our chance to...

- Cancel that request right away.
- But why?

A nice gesture won't
bring Kim back to life.

So why don't we
take this chance?

I think Evelyn's right.

Even though the killer
wasn't trying to do you a favor.

How many copies
have they printed?

- Get a move on.
- Here.

The printer told me minutes ago.

Unbelievable.

Pour me a martini.

I'm sorry, Lilli.

Look at me.

Isn't it a little early for a martini?
It's barely 9:30 in the morning.

My liver is about
to explode anyway.

- Smile now.
- Like this?

Now turn in my direction.

Perfect, well done.

And so Sabrina is no
longer on the market.

She has signed a contract
for the next issue of Pussycat.

She's getting double the
money that we offered her.

That woman is
getting all the best girls.

It's a sound stage that's already been
set up for a sci-fi movie. I'll show you.

Great, I'm eager to see it.

Here we are.

What do you think? You like it?

I think it's awesome!

This is where I
want to put Sabrina.

Lost in a timeless world.

Populated by surreal nightmares.

Well, what do you say?

It'll cost me a fortune,
but I can't say no to you.

I knew I'd convince you!

It wouldn't have been so
easy if you'd brought Evelyn.

That's why I only
brought you along.

I need to talk to the set
design crew, you mind waiting?

- How long will it take?
- Fifteen minutes.

I'll have a look around.

- You grab the sword, and then...
- But when I grab the sword, what do I...

Gioia!

- Alex!
- Hi!

- How are you?
- Fine, and you?

Let me take a good look at you,
you are getting even more beautiful!

I have a ten-minute
break, care for a stroll?

Yeah, gladly.

- I didn't recognize you in that outfit.
- I can imagine.

- How long has it been? Three years.
- A lot.

Too long, and it was my fault.

I felt you were the right girl
for me, and you know I meant it.

We would have gotten married.

That thought frightened me.

You mean I frightened
a playboy like you?

Time passes for everyone.

One day you're scared of something,
the next it seems the only good solution.

Are you trying to convince
me you've changed?

Maybe I am.

I'm not buying it, you'll get
old without ever growing up.

You think that's a bad thing?

No, but not too reassuring
for your life partner.

Well, I guess it was
different with Carlo.

Sorry, I didn't mean
to talk about him.

No, why?

After all, I'd have never met
Carlo if you hadn't left me.

I guess I owe you something.

Brace yourself, then, I'm
about to propose you something.

Well? What did you
want to propose me?

You want me to accept a great
playboy like you has changed?

Yeah, why not?

Maybe I'm a changed man...

Bang, bang.

Gioia?

I saw the lights on, I didn't
know you had company.

I'm sorry.

Don't tell me you're upset your
little brother found you with a man?

No, I'm not upset,
just a bit uneasy.

Bring the smoke
machine over here.

Move together, girls.
Get rid of that shirt.

Yeah, good.

Now turn slowly.

Lift your hair up,
Sabrina. Good.

You guys start emerging.

Time for a twist.

The dream is turning
into a nightmare.

Beauty is turning
Into monstrosity.

Good.

Good.

Well done, Roberto.

Sabrina, I want you to feel
equally attracted and repulsed.

You want her,
now touch her legs.

Gimme an expression, Sabrina.

Slowly move your hands
towards her breasts.

You'd like to feel her skin,
but your hands are bandaged.

Sabrina, start
pushing them away.

Show your tough side!

Good, that's it.

Good.

Call them back later.

Gioia, Tony called minutes ago.

He said the photo
shoot will come out great.

Can you check the
draft of the next issue?

- Has Alex called?
- Alex? No.

He hasn't shown up for more than a
week; he hasn't even called me at home.

Some phone trouble
In Yugoslavia, maybe.

I know his usual troubles.

They either involve
blondes or brunettes.

Didn't you say he'd changed?

Yes, but I don't know how much.

Look at this. We'll put
Sabrina on the front page.

And your readers' letter
section on page three.

- The layout is ready and...
- Did the inspector call?

Please, don't mention his
name or he might show up again.

He spent four days in
here asking questions.

Now, now. Can we go on?

Roberto?

I'm going with Sabrina.

I noticed right away what
a resourceful girl she is.

See you.

Tony?

What is it?

Are you taking her to my studio?

I don't know.

Have fun.

It's so hot in here
I can't breathe.

The windows are all
open, I feel a bit chilly.

Come on, now.

Don't be upset.

It happens to a lot of men.

You're the expert, I
guess it must be true.

You're crass!

Don't be like that,
just laugh it off.

Yeah, sorry.

I apologize for what I said.

Come here, you.

Let's try again.

You think I'm going to pass up the chance
to try again with a pretty guy like you?

Hello, is this Hotel
Croatia in Split?

Good evening, I'd like to
speak with Mr. Alex Worth.

He should be there
with a film crew.

Ah, there's no film
crew there now?

I see, thank you. Goodbye.

Let me know how the
photo shoot turned out.

Yeah, of course.

Bye.

- Hey.

Sales are booming.

I didn't doubt it, thanks
to your great work.

I've been looking
for Sabrina for days.

She's probably out of
town, maybe for work.

- Just like that?
- You know how our industry is.

Of course I do.

But she wanted me to let her
know how the pictures turned out.

Why did she ask me if
she was planning to leave?

You mean she asked you
the night you slept together?

Gioia! Oh, no!

Again? But why?

The body was found this
morning by some boys...

... playing near the
pond in Villa Borghese.

Again, the murder
took place elsewhere.

I might have been the
last one to see her alive.

Aside from her killer, you mean.

What was that intense
perfume on Sabrina's body?

That perfume was the murder
weapon: essence of tuberose.

I'm sorry, Inspector,
but I don't follow you.

She was killed by a
swarm of raging bees.

They attacked Sabrina because
that perfume attracted them.

Our maniac has a
diabolical sense of humor.

What about the photograph?

Yes, it looked like her hand
was caressing your body.

I'll be the next victim.

Try to remain calm and don't
look for motives, that's our job.

Can you imagine, Evelyn?

He told me not to worry
and to not look for motives!

As if my pictures behind those
dead bodies were a coincidence!

It's a threat, that's for sure.

Maybe the killer just
wants to scare you.

Do you seriously believe that, considering
two women have already been murdered?

Only a real maniac could
commit those murders.

The kind of person whose
reactions you cannot guess.

There's something else.

A detail I had
somehow forgotten!

- I'm going home, Ma'am.
- Yes, thank you.

What detail?

There's only one person who could
have that old photo shoot of mine.

- Who?
- Roberto!

I gave him the negatives
when I got them back from Flora.

- You must tell the inspector.
- I better not.

Why?

Roberto is too easy a target.

They'd send him
to prison right away.

Two women, two victims,
and he's a homosexual.

And I bet he doesn't have an
alibi for either of those murders.

- How would you know that?
- Taking a guess.

He spends the night going
from one club to another.

I stupidly tried to
hide that from you.

Some of those negatives, as well as other
stuff, have been stolen from my place.

I had invited a couple
boys who seemed decent.

Are you telling me those negatives
are in the hands of a murderer?

Probably.

Not necessarily, though.

It's not certain that the
killer has the original negatives.

Take the blow-up in the photo, we're
not sure it's from an original negative.

Sorry, I don't understand
what you mean.

There's no problem,
technically speaking.

All you've got to do is take
the photograph of a photograph.

Then you can make as
many negatives as you like.

The final quality will
be grainier, obviously.

If you make a two by two
meter blow-up of the photo,

it is impossible to
tell the difference.

Then we're back to square one.

I hope you're not disappointed
that I might not be the murderer.

I swear I never
believed it was you.

Don't turn the lights on.

Don't move.

Seeing that I can't
have you any other way...

- Stop right there!
- No! Let me go!

Don't force me to
murder you right away.

Tell me you like it!

Tell me you like it!

Tell me you like it!

Oh, god...

Gioia.

Gioia, calm down.

Everything's fine.

- It was just a bad dream.
- It was horrible.

Doctor Lorenzi's here.

Thanks, you may go.

- What are you doing?
- Taking a stroll.

Stretching my legs.

You'll never get out of that chair
If you keep treating this as a joke.

A joke? You think I'm enjoying
being stuck in this damn wheelchair?

I know you're suffering, but your
paralysis doesn't have any physical cause.

That's what you say!

All my parents want to hear
Is that my spine isn't damaged.

And that I'm only damaged
up here, in my brain.

Therefore, it's simply my
fault that I'm paralyzed.

You just like to keep
playing the victim.

Yeah, sure. Playing the victim.

You're pretty smart,
Doctor, you know?

The truth is you don't
have the strength to react.

You have a mental block because
you feel responsible for Cinzia's death.

Yes, she'd still be alive if I
weren't driving so recklessly.

And I wouldn't be paralyzed.

Maybe we'd even be married.

Cinzia...

Alex.

You don't seem
that happy to see me.

I phoned Split, they said you weren't
there and never showed up.

That's right.

We were filming in Greece,
some production trouble.

Yeah, but you could have
found a minute to call me.

What's important
Is that I'm here.

When are you leaving?

What do you want
from me? Let me go!

Let me go!

She did porn flicks too?

Only this one.

But people seem
to have forgotten it.

She's a respectable woman now.

Stop! Stop, you scoundrels!

- Shall we keep watching it?
- Shut up.

Good morning.

It must be important if
you summoned us all here.

I've decided to
accept Flora's offer.

You're selling the magazine?!

I have no intention of carrying
on after what happened.

- I think it's the only way.
- But it's not like you killed them.

Did you forget about my
pictures behind the bodies?

You think it was a coincidence?

Selling the magazine
isn't the answer.

It won't solve anything, if
the killer is targeting you.

You want to hide for
the rest of your life?

Erasing all your work and ours won't
stop that lunatic from killing again.

A lunatic who
might kill me as well.

Hey!

- Where are you running to?
- What a fright!

What are you doing here?

I came to get you.

We had an appointment, remember?

That friend of mine
IS expecting us.

How did you know I was here?

I always know everything.

And what I don't know I imagine.

Isn't the anniversary
of Carlo's death today?

Thanks, much obliged.

Have you really made
up your mind, then?

Since I haven't sold the magazine
yet, I want to pose for the centerfold.

Hey, that's not a bad idea
at all, quite the opposite.

Susan, meet my sister.

- Charmed.
- At last we meet, Gioia.

- Tony can't stop talking about you.
- And what does he say?

- Only good things, as you should know.
- Oh, knock it off.

We really love each other.

This place looks perfect.

- What's over there?
- Children's clothes.

Nice, nice.

- Hello...
- Knock it off, your sister's here.

So you'll allow us to do a
photo shoot in the store?

How could I say no to Tony?

He's filled my house
with flowers and chocolate.

- Yeah. Phone calls, caviar, champagne...
- Especially phone calls.

He wouldn't stop calling.

What do you think if I posed
with just this wind jacket on?

Maybe I could
pose naked on skis.

Or while modestly
wearing a foulard.

Would you like to
visit the other floors?

Yes, of course.

This is the men's department.

We're still in the
men's department.

Sportwear, shirts,
underwear and leather.

Men's fashion is almost as
stylish as ours, don't you think?

Everything to please a woman.

They've become
more vain than we are.

Hey!

It's gorgeous up here, Tony!

Tony?

Susan?

What are you two up to?

You don't want to
leave me alone, right?

No! No!

Tony, no!

No! No!

What have they done to you...

Now it's your turn, Gioia.

Now it's your turn.

Choose how you'd like to die.

Now it's your turn, Gioia.

Now it's your turn.

Choose how you'd like to die.

Susan?

Susan?

Susan, where are you?

Susan!

Now it's your turn, Gioia.

Now it's your turn.

When we arrived, neither Tony's
nor Susan's body was there.

They'll turn up somewhere
in a few days, that's for sure.

Drink this.

Go on.

Would you open the
curtains? It's stuffy in here.

Do you feel better?

It wasn't a nightmare this time.

You have to be strong,
Gioia. We all have to.

I have to carry on, Evelyn.

Carry on living.

I'll go get your
pills, I won't be long.

Call the maid if
you need anything.

I'll be right back.

I wonder where we'll
find the other body.

Wait.

Go.

- Same killer, same modus operandi.
- Indeed, that's for sure.

What do you think, Inspector?
Am I going to be the next victim?

- Hello?
- Hi, Gioia. It's me.

Alex!

It's you!

So glad you called.

Are you back in Rome already?

No, I'll have to stay
here for a few more days.

But I'll be in Rome very soon.

I really love you, Gioia.

Me too. See you soon.

Locked! Let's bust it open.

- We don't have a search warrant!
- Break the glass!

- Hello?
- This is Inspector Corsi.

Watch out for Roberto.

- Why? What has he done, Inspector?
- Please, Ma'am.

Just do as I say.

I'm coming right over
and I'll explain everything.

Gioia!

Evelyn! Help me, Evelyn!

Evelyn!

Gioia!

Gioia! Gioia, wait!

Why are you running away?

Gioia!

Gioia!

Gioia, what's wrong?

Gioia, come back here!

- Help!
- It's me, Roberto!

Help!

Gioia!

Gioia, stop!

- Gioia!
- Help!

Roberto!

Gioia... Gioia, I...

Speak! Say it!

I just can't believe it.

Roberto obviously hated women.

Especially you, Gioia.

But why did he Kill
Tony? He adored him!

It's hard to get inside
the head of a madman.

But it was a woman's voice
threatening me in the department store!

No, it wasn't.

It might have sounded
like a woman's voice.

There's one detail I can't
quite put my finger on.

Why didn't that car
stop, for instance?

I must forget all
about this awful story.

- Hello?
- What's going on, Gioia?

More dead bodies?

How does it feel to
live in a graveyard?

Go to hell!

I enjoy winning.

It wasn't easy
defeating you, though.

Alas, fate gave
me a helpful hand.

I'm getting rid of
some awful memories.

Are you that insensitive, Flora?

You didn't realize that I could have
just given you the magazine for free.

But you just wanted a victory.

Evelyn?

Evelyn?

- Where's Miss Evelyn?
- She left and took all her things.

She left this for you.

Gioia, forgive me.

I worked for you,
not for the magazine.

How could I go on regretting
what we no longer have?

Farewell.

She must have thought
I was made of steel.

She wanted me to carry
on with that damn magazine!

Yes, hello?

Hello?

Tony!

Now it's your turn, Gioia.

Now it's your turn.

Choose how you'd like to die.

Now it's your turn.

Enough! Show yourself!

Show yourself and kill me!
I can't take this anymore!

Now it's your turn, Gioia.

Now it's your turn.

Choose how you'd like to die.

Pinned like an insect.

Just like Kim.

Stung by bees.

Like Sabrina.

You?!

Yes, me.

What's the matter?

Don't you like me?

Don't you like me?

I haven't become a
transvestite, you know.

I don't think I
could do that either.

Why, Tony? Why?!

You should know, Gioia.

You're the only
one I ever loved.

The only one I ever wanted.

Since we were children.

Why did you Kill
those two poor girls?

You should thank me!

That bitch Kim wanted to
take your place as a model!

And Sabrina wanted
your place in my bed!

I had to stop them!

They were monsters!

Even Roberto
wanted to betray me!

I'm dead, Gioia.
Everyone thinks I'm dead!

I fooled you good!

I'll never be free
while you're alive!

But first, I want to see
you naked one last time.

No!

No...

No, no.

You can't!

You can't!

Now you will undress
for the last time.

Just for me.

No!

No!

You're gorgeous.

These lips will never
kiss anyone again.

This mouth will no
longer belong to anyone.

No! No!

Take it off.

Take it off, I said!

- How's my brother doing?
- He'll make it.

I'm afraid he'll have to use a
wheelchair for the rest of his life.

She's still in
shock, let her rest.

All right.

I hope your life will be
better from now on.

Maybe.

Goodbye.

Did you take your medication?

It'll help you rest.

Were you asleep?

- May I come in?
- Of course.

Thanks.

Can I still call you to say
how beautiful you are?

- The most beautiful.
- Yes, you can.

Do you know that I'm
starting to walk again?

I'm making a lot of progress.

That's great news, and I'm
so glad you came to visit me.

- See you soon, okay?
- Yes.

- Don't cheat on me, promise?
- Promise.

Subtitled by Francesco Massaccesi