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The passport office is already closed at 20:50!

Get off the road!

And so police is at the service of citizens, huh?

A double coffee for superintendent Santini.

- Double? - Yes, there's the new commissioner tonight,

they're all nervous.

A double coffee for me too.

- Another one? - Yes. - A chamomile.

- Double? - Long.

I'll now take you to the "Protection for young girls".

[with German accent]

Well, look, I already have someone who protects me. Already two of them.

Let's go anyway, the more protected you are, the better.

Yes, but the more there are, the more money you have to pull out.

Why did they seize this, superintendent?

Those are the new rules, Gargiulo.

You! Stop.

Where are you going?

- You...who? - You...yourself, sir.

Oh..."sir".

Yes, where are you going... erm...

Where are you going, sir?

- Here. - Well, you can't. This is a police station.

Are we having a stroll now? Walking around?

I'm Mr. Borghini.

My apologies.

Superintendent, did you hear? The new commissioner is here.

I didn't expect you so early, sir.

Why? What time is it?

9 o'clock.

Sharp.

There you go.

Hello? Hello?

Command centre? Hello?

Patrol car 22 calling command centre.

Hello? Nobody there?

Hello? Oh, finally. Good evening, inspector.

Superintendent Frascà here, from patrol car 22.

- We have a woman, may be dead. - Homicide?

We don't know. Apparently. Presumably dead...

Probably a hooker. Certainly stabbed.

Yes, yes, maybe... we already called the ambulance.

- Yes. What should we do? - Ask her who did it.

- Inspector, how can I do that? She's dying! - Superintendent.

The journalists are here.

Excuse me, inspector, the press is here.

Stop! Stop! What are you doing?

Uncovering the dead? Who gave you permission?

But she's not dead!

That doesn't matter. She gets cold.

Alright, calm down. We already took the pictures anyway.

- Can you tell me the name? - My name?

No, the woman's name.

We're investigating. Write "unknown".

Hello? Command centre here.

- Hello, hello, inspector. - Superintendent Frascà?

- Officer Esposito here. - Frascà?

No, he's speaking with the journalists.

So, is she dead or is she not dead?

Well, I don't know...we were not able to speak to her yet.

What are you doing there?

What do you mean, what are you doing? I'm on it.

I'm keeping the people back. Actually, excuse me, inspector.

- Back, stay back. - Back, back.

Move, move.

- Are you an officer? - Yes. - In plain clothes - Yes.

Keep them off then. Please.

- Back. - Move, you can't stay here.

Back... come on, come on.

- You American? - Yes. - Here's a great deal,

this is the dead's watch. Murder...

"Fashional criminal"...

Dead. Her lover first gave her this as a present, and then...bang, shot her.

Big hooker. It still smells of a dead body.

- How much? - Few dollars,

but don't say this to anyone. Few dollars... great deal.

- But I don't have dollars... - What do you have?

- I have lire - Italian lire? Give me here...

No worries, I'll give you change. 4 for me and 1 for you, here you go.

It's a deal. Here's the watch. Shut up, don't say a thing.

Back, stay back. Everyone. You too, superintendent.

Back. Please, Ms... Don't watch. She's dead.

You can't look at the dead body. Here...

Help me out here... Come this way, Ms.

- You American? - Yes.

Great deal, this is the dead's watch. "Fashional criminal"...

- How much will you give me for this? - 1.000 lire.

That's not enough. You give 10 more like this and it's fine.

But I don't have anything...! They stole everything from me,

- the jewellery...everything. - Everything stolen, alright...

give me this scarf here, it could be useful.

Get the first plane to America and leave.

- Back, back. - Don't come closer, stay back.

You, come on, Mr....

Hey, chap, do you want to try to sell the dead's watch to me?

- No American? - What? You're selling the dead woman's watch?

Yes, I'm selling the dead woman's watch.

How did you get that? This is a serious matter!

You got it wrong, superintendent. I said "dead",

- but I meant the dead factory. - Factory?

The factory is dead, burnt down in flames.

- Didn't you read the news? - No.

The big factory "Black Man". Look at the burnt newspaper here...

- Newspaper...? - All you can see is "Black Man"...

You can't read anything. All burnt. There's only one watch left,

- do you want to buy it, superintendent? - No.

- I'm not a superintendent. - And what are you then?

- I'm an officer. - Well, show me your document.

- Otherwise I'll have to arrest you... - Here is the document.

- This is...no, this is the badge... - No, the money...

How much do you have here?

- 10.000 lire... - What are you...!? - It's a great deal!

Ball-shaped mechanism, with 40 rubies!

Don't say this to anyone, as I don't have any left.

The ambulance is coming. I have to go.

Esposito! What are you doing there? Come here.

Coming!

This is not running!

You have to patient. It just came out of the factory, it's a baby.

But it will learn how to use its legs. See you, superintendent.

Esposito, come here!

- Coming! - Come on!

The telephone.

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

No, that can't be opened.

Here it is.

It's not ringing anymore.

Really?

Yes, yes, yes.

Yes what?

Stand at attention!

Superintendent Iannantuono and 8 officers from the drug squad, commissioner.

Watch commanders.

Can we go?

Yes, of course.

A little suggestion, commissioner, give them the "at ease" command.

- Oh, sure, at ease. - Thanks.

Nice squad.

- A real one. - Commissioner,

- I would like to... - Yes, go clean up yourself.

No, well, I'd need the dry cleaner for this.

- I wanted to go and change. - Alright, go and change.

Commissioner,

a woman got stabbed.

In plain clothes?

What do you mean plain clothes?

I don't have another uniform here.

That's fine, just wear whatever you want.

They called us and said they're taking her to the hospital.

Good...

good.

Then...

go ahead with the usual procedure.

Which is...?

Which is...

The commissioner here is telling you

that if a woman gets stabbed at this hour,

- it must be a hooker. - That's obvious.

So, you have to investigate the area where she was working,

detain her colleagues, and their pimps.

- The usual custom. - That's just what I was saying.

Alright, superintendent... I got it, but...

why are you saying this to me?

Now we're saying it to you...

and later we'll say it to the inspector too.

- Should I do that? - No, no, I'll speak to the inspector.

Monsignor, it's three of them.

Two of them went over the wall, and the third is resting in the car.

I mean sitting!

Yes, yes, I got it. Sitting down.

As I was saying, I just came back from the opera house.

Well, no... I can't get the license plate of the car...

from here, I can't see a thing [with a strong dialect]

Excuse me?

I cannot see well!

You can't see well?

Look, I called because I always feel very sorry for thieves...

they don't have a job, without a future...

what kind of life is that?

I'll take my husband's rifle and kill them.

No! You can't do that, Mrs. Hold still. We'll soon send a car.

Calling car 32, calling car 32.

- At your commands, chief! - At ease, any news from the hospital?

She's in bad conditions, just entered the operating room.

I sent three cars, to get her colleagues and their pimps.

She was walking the street in Via Veneto.

And how did she end up in Villa Borghese?

Well, sir, she was prostituting herself in Via Veneto...

There's a robbery in the Teatro Marcello area, sergeant.

That's a bit vague. Didn't they say anything else?

No. There are three thieves.

Who are we going to send? All the cars are busy.

Your wife called, sir. She asked if you can call her.

- Santini, do you have a car? - Yes.

We'll send Santini then. Look, it's a robbery. Three people.

Take 5 or 6 men with you, find another car...

Sort it out, do as you please. You're familiar with this, aren't you?

All right.

Taxi! Taxi!

- Stop! - Get your hands off!

I wasn't doing anything, I was looking at the books.

Yeah, right...come on. We are against culture!

- Stop, you...! Stop it! - Here she is, superintendent!

I don't even have my shoes on. You're making me look bad!

If you're with me, you always look good.

Let me put the shoes on, at least.

I will speak with my lawyer about this...

And someone will pay. Damn, someone will pay!

Sonia!

Sonia... my darling!

Are we having a little walk? What do you say?

Do you wanna know one thing, Spanò? Not only you're quite ugly...

- but you're also very unpleasant. - You're the same, get in the car.

Let's go.

Spanò, I think you're being superficial.

Again speaking in Veronese dialect?

Your family has been in Rome for 7 generations!

A poor girl gets stabbed in Villa Borghese,

and of course she has to be a hooker.

Well, she wasn't dressed as a nun.

Here, wipe off the sweat.

You stink.

It's not easy being a hooker, do you know that? I'd like to see you.

Me? I'm a man!

Your sister, then.

Maybe getting a visit from you while she's working,

and being taken away, because you have to ask questions

- about someone she might not even know. - That's not the point.

Indeed, it's the point. Because this is what you're doing.

- Spanò, is this wool? - I think so.

- Goat wool? - I don't know.

It's goat, it's goat... I'll be damned if it isn't.

Constable, where are we supposed to go?

- Hey, constable, where are we supposed to go? - Don't you see that?

They went to superintendent Santini.

- Wait here. - Alright.

Please, come in, superintendent.

- And where is Santini? - He's not here. He's out on duty.

- And who's here? - No one.

Only the commissioner is here, but he's on the phone.

He's speaking with his wife.

Make yourselves comfortable, you too!

What's the story? The commissioner got married?

No, this is a new one.

New one? It's gonna take the whole night then...!

Alright, Luisa, but you have to understand that I'm in the office.

And I'm not alone.

Are you having another cigarette? Why are you smoking so much?

Because I'm not serene.

Do you really have to stay there the whole night?

Of course, I'm the night commissioner.

I know this! But what am I gonna do?

- Watch TV. - Yeah, well, Mike Bongiorno is on...

All kind of stuff is going on tonight...

Emiliano, I can hear you're depressed.

No, I'm just a bit lost.

Sooner or later, they'll give you your old job back, you'll see.

- They're a bunch of ruffians! - Don't yell. They're not ruffians.

- It was a job promotion. - What?

I said that after all I got promoted.

Promoted...

Sure, I know...but try to go back to the political section.

- So at least you'll work in the daytime. - Ok, alright. The kids?

They're in bed. Actually, no.

Barbara didn't come back home.

- Well, it's still early. - No, she went to study at Marisa's house.

- She's staying over at her place. - That's fine, isn't it? Take it easy.

No, I never take it easy.

I know. Unfortunately, I know...

Emiliano, this freedom that you always give to the kids, I don't...

Look, Barbara has the oral exams in two days, let her study.

But why to Marisa's place exactly?

And why not?

Never mind. I guess you're busy now.

I let you imagine that.

If you need anything, call.

Yes, yes, of course...

but go to sleep now, be a good girl.

Well, with you being out all night every time...

Luisa...

Luisa!

Alright, yes, I got it...

Good night.

That's it, I am done, commissioner.

I'm done too.

- That's it. It's open. - Hang on, the alarm is still on.

It's not disconnected yet.

What is it?

- Did you hear anything? - No.

Out! Get out of the cars!

- Quiet! - Here's the machine gun. - Watch out!

Look what you've done, you idiot!

Look at the mess you've made, is this the way to handle a machine gun?

- I only put some oil on it. - Did you have to fry it on a pan?

- The police are here! - The police!

- I don't need it. - Do you want mine?

- I don't need it! - I was just trying to help.

I have a handgun.

You three, take the machine guns.

If they heard us, they could be escaping from the back.

Run!

You two, come with me.

- Agonia! - What is it? - Let's go, the police are here!

Damn!

Come on.

Come on!

- Hey, what about the car? - Who cares about the car!

Is that yours?

Run, come on, run.

Well, well...

They had pulled a job already.

There's no buzzer here, superintendent. Hey, anybody there?

- What are you doing, warning the thieves? - It's open, superintendent.

Look, it's even open.

Be careful not to stumble.

They're inside, let's not let them run away.

What are you doing there? Go and surprise them!

Hello?

Hello?

This is the alarm!

It's the alarm! Damn it, it's the alarm!

Come on, come on.

Come on.

Hey! Come along, are you leaving me alone? Come here!

Cover my back.

- What did he say? - You have to cover his back.

- Give him a jacket then. - Just shut up.

Don't expose yourself, superintendent. Think of your wife.

Come on, come on!

We're behind him. Don't mention his wife, as he might expose himself.

Hey, come!

- You bastard! - Stop it, I'll smash you against the wall!

What are you trying to do?

- You'll see... - Come on, tough guy.

- Should we shoot or what? - Well, yeah, let's shoot.

- What are we shooting at? - What? We shoot in the air!

They're shooting!

Hello, this is superintendent Spanò. Who? Right away.

It's for you, commissioner. Monsignor Guidardini.

- Who's that? - A monsignor!

Commissioner Borghini here.

The girls?

Are you complaining because of the girls?

Excuse me, monsignor, could you please say that again?

Commissioner, I'm referring to the four, and I say four, cheerless creatures

who are standing right in front of the doorstep of my humble abode.

- They are at your place? - Not at my place, outside!

Sorry. Sorry, monsignor.

Well, don't let them in.

Of course I don't let them in.

Commissioner, we are even ready to accept certain things...

but nevertheless, we don't want to see them.

- The documents folder! - Well, I...

what am I supposed to do?

Send the hookers away?

- Sorry... - Be my guest.

Away from your place?

Dear Mr. Emiliano Borghini...

I must admit that I was expecting a little more consideration

from an officer who, although was punished,

still comes from the political section...

where he could even return.

It doesn't seem to me that I was punished...

I know, it was a promotion...but...

if someone could help you go back to the political section...

I can see you're very well informed.

You see, when you arrested that person,

we all feared the worst...

for you, that is, of course.

Yes, yes, of course...sure.

But anyway, for those four "cheerless creatures"...

do not worry, we will deal with that somehow. Goodnight.

- Did you hear that? - Yes, yes, I did.

But they're "walking" the street, not hooking. It is their right.

Yes, yes, but something needs to be done, Spanò.

Alright, sir, we'll take care of that.

Pardon me for interfering, but we're "cheerless creatures" too.

Oh, blessed be.

She's quite right.

I hope this won't take too long.

Commissioner, you're making us waste the night.

Dear ladies, we're working here.

But if you don't cooperate with us...

Sure!

Look, no need to call us "ladies".

Listen, do you know what the difference is?

Your night shift will be paid anyway.

Spanò, take them to the other room.

You guys will deal with one each, and try to make them talk.

You'll bring back here in 2 hours!

- You got that? - 2 hours!

Who ordered this operation? A faggot?

Mind your manners, Tina!

I'm sorry for you, commissioner,

- but tomorrow I'll write to Paese Sera [paper] - Come on.

Get your hands off!

- Please, after you. - Miss...

Not you. Come, take a sit.

Number one:

Paese Sera knows that last night a woman got stabbed...

and they also know that she's at the hospital, in serious conditions,

and that maybe she won't make it.

Paese Sera will be outraged if I don't try to shed light on this.

- Do shed light then. - If I don't try to make

this poor girl's colleagues talk!

But, look, I told you.

- She's not my colleague. - She is!

Ok then...

Number two: stop speaking in Veronese dialect,

you only spent four years in Verona, in a reform school.

It says it here.

Number three: here in Rome you live with...

the 30-year-old...

Furlan Amedeo, known as "the Venetian undergraduate student",

a student by profession.

- It says it here. - Damn... [in Roman dialect]

not even personal life!

It's just because a girl from Veneto gets paid more.

Number four, and this is not mentioned...

you "work", so to speak,

about 30 metres from the place where they approached that poor girl.

But I already told you, commissioner, I don't know her,

I've never seen her!

And I can tell you that almost all of us know each other.

Well, ok, we don't keep a register like lawyers,

but we are a still a category of workers.

And this category is feeding you guys.

Feeding me?

Also.

Hookers, thieves, extra-parliamentary politicians...

What would you guys do without those...? You'd all be fired.

Alright, alright, let's talk about that poor girl now, huh?

So, you certainly saw her getting into the car...

didn't you? What kind of car was it?

How do I have to say it to you, commissioner? I've never...

- What is it? - Excuse me, commissioner, but...

are we allowed to arrest a night watchman?

Of course.

It depends on what he's done.

Superintendent Santini arrested one.

Now, that's some news! Where is he?

Out here.

This is getting better and better...

Enough...

Enough.

Enough!

You see, sir? He doesn't want to give me the key.

I will smash your...!

- And the thieves? - The thieves got away, we had them on the run,

but they didn't take the stolen goods with them.

Thieves? There were no thieves there. Only them,

and they broke down my door!

Good...well done, Santini.

You...give him the key, come on.

Excuse me, please, but since we're in Rome...

I don't trust all of you so much.

Who are you?

I'm commissioner Borghini, and this is the police headquarters.

Alright,

- but under your responsibility. - Sure, trust me.

You lazybones!

I could be wrong, but I think the superintendent...

blew up his chances to have a vacation.

Hey, commissioner, look how nice these handcuffs are. They're American.

- Where did you steal these? - I bought them.

- Where? - In Porta Portese [popular flea market in Rome]

Excuse me, please.

Is this the office where to report a theft?

We have a theft report, superintendent.

- Do you have to report a theft? - Yes. - Over here.

Please, come this way.

Go ahead.

I tried to do my duty, commissioner.

You...you have to believe me.

- Look at this suit. - Don't you have another?

- I have the Sunday suit... - Well, wear that one then.

But I'm a football referee!

He didn't get it...

Surname and first name...

Cazzaniga.

Commander...

Cazzaniga Littorio [Littorio = fasces]

- From Parma. - Cazzaniga...Littorio...

...son of Lenin...

- Littorio, son of Lenin? - Yes.

You had a bit of confusion in the family, didn't you?

Damn, yes.

- How much did you have in the wallet? - 37.000 lire.

- 37.000... - In cash.

- What else? - A cashier's check for four and a half million lire.

- All of this in the wallet? - Of course.

- You won't get it back. - No?

No.

Do something at least for the contract letter...!

- What? - A very important document for me.

Who cares about the four and a half million lire.

Let's see, where could they steal a wallet?

- In a tram. - Yes.

- What tram did you take? - I never go by tram...

- No? Maybe at the cinema. - Yes, that's right.

- In what movie theatre have you been? - In a movie theatre in Rome?

- Never been. - No?

- Are you sure? - Don't you know that they can steal your wallet very easily?

- At the stadium then... - Yes, it could be.

But you didn't go to the stadium either...!

Exactly. How do you know that?

I'm the one asking questions here!

I'm sorry.

- You tell me where you've been. - Well...

Come to think of it...only in a bar.

- And did you speak to anyone? - No.

Well, I mean...I don't know anybody here.

Look, we won't find your wallet in this way.

Oh, yes, yes... I actually met a young construction worker...

a good one.

Unemployed.

- And you two had a talk, I guess. - Yes.

Yes, we had a talk. Of course we did.

We are not mute, aren't we?

We talked about the serious union issues that plague this country.

You see, me being an industrialist and him being a worker...

- Can I stand up? - Please.

As I was saying, me being an industrialist, him being a worker...

me being from the north, him being from the south...

- Well, that's how Italy was made... - Yes, yes, I've read that.

Are you sure that this "good worker"...

Yes, yes, that's right...! Now that I think about it,

in my opinion that fellow is not a good worker,

but a lazy southerner communist,

good...for nothing but stealing wallets from northerner industrials!

- Name? - I told you, Cazzaniga Littorio.

Son of Lenin.

Not your name!

Sorry. I mean the name of that guy.

- Teodoro. Can I sit down? - Please.

Teodoro...and then?

I don't know...

He's a young lad, around 25, nothing peculiar about him.

Oh, yes!

Yes, he had an accident at work.

Half of his left ear is missing.

- You know Van Gogh? - No.

But I know Teodoro.

Quagliarulo, here is superintendent Spanò.

Give orders to look for Cannavale Antonio,

known as "Teodoro half ear".

Yes?

- 25 years old, dark-haired, well-dressed... - Yes...

At this hour is either at The Red Horse or at Café De Paris.

Yes, I know him too. I'll take care of it.

Officer Trevisan, command centre.

Sergeant Ciaramella here.

We're looking for a bomb, but we cannot find it.

- Do you want me to phone the bar? - No, we're in Fiumicino airport here.

We're looking for a bomb on a plane.

Tell the commissioner we'll be late.

["bomba" also means doughnut in Italian. Hence the double entendre joke]

I told her... I...

[slurring while drunk]

I married you because I care about you,

- but if you look at me badly I'll break your neck! - Get off me, you smell!

Another special squad?

Who, them? No, commissioner...

those are pimps.

Oh, but it's so clear!

- Amedeo Furlan. - Here he is.

- Is it you? - Me? I've nothing to do with this.

It's me, but my arm's in a cast. You see, commissioner?

Amedeo Furlan, known as "the undergraduate student"...

No, well...I'm attending the last year of University of Architecture.

- You are new here, aren't you? - New, but well-informed...

You have attended the last year for 11 years.

Well, architecture needs to be taken slowly, dear commissioner.

- Sure. - Oh, actually...

could you please tell me the real reason for...

well, you know...why I'm here...

- Of course! Please, come. This way. - Thanks, very kind.

- Do you want them too? - No, take them to Santini's office.

You, walk back. We're going to the first office.

Come on, move.

May I? Miss...

- Are you talking to me? - Yes, may I come in?

Well...it's not my home.

Thanks.

- Do you two know each other? - No.

No, no...

Good, very good...

You've been sleeping together for 7 years

and you still speak formally to each other.

You're right, really. We never know enough of the other!

- I didn't say anything... - Neither did I.

You better cut it out. Sit down.

Right away.

Excuse me, Miss...

- Could you help me out? - Of course.

I don't feel well... I'm all plastered up.

Oh, yeah? What happened to you?

Did you have an accident?

Not exactly. Something else.

And so, this is your pimp...

even though unfortunately we can't prove it.

Look, I...

- I won't bring any charges against you. - That's kind of you.

If you help me...

But you must help me.

- Will you? - Agreed.

- You mean against me? - No.

- Against a murderer. - Damn!

Listen, I want to know the whole truth about...

Bencivenga Lucia.

Daughter of Ettore. 27 years old. Housewife.

And you're asking me? She's a housewife.

She's a housewife, but also a hooker.

I never met her.

Of course, commissioner...

if the gentleman here was my pimp, as you say,

do you think he would go with another woman?

Wouldn't I cut his eyes out?

I don't know you, Miss, but how can you believe all these bad slanders?

No...well, I'm just saying.

Because if that was true, I would break your other arm, like last week.

Calm down, calm down...I'm still plastered up...but it wasn't me,

I swear it wasn't me.

Alright, let's put it in another way...

I would destroy all of you pimps if I could...

Look, let me give you an advice. Talk!

Or else, I'll get you in huge trouble.

Yes, I can imagine. But I can also see that you're enraged

because you know you can't do nothing to me.

However, I can't be of any use to you either. Try to understand,

I don't know anything at all, commissioner.

You don't? Alright, let's see...

Bencivenga was working 30 metres from the girl you protect.

Here's a question: who had an interest in taking her out?

There! That's a fair question.

- Which one? - This one.

Who had an interest? Once you have answered this question,

- you're fine. - I'm fine?

You're the one who has to answer!

Don't shout, it's humiliating.

That's right, commissioner, be kind.

Look at him. He's the nicest man in the world.

What does he care if another girl is working close to me?

I'm the one they choose anyway, you see.

She's really right.

Listen, if a man is lucky enough to have a woman like this around him,

he doesn't go and waste his time with another, don't you think?

Amedeo! You are here. [with German accent]

- What do these people want? - Miss!

Fräulein...!

I'm sorry, commissioner, she got away from me.

- Are you the police chief? - Yes. [in German]

Very pleased, commissioner... [in German]

Emiliano Borghini.

You speak German! [in German] Good.

- I have to... [in German] - Fräulein...! No, no...

Out...forbidden... [in German] That's it. I don't speak German...no.

I'm sorry... I... I came in here...

I speak Italian...very little.

- No, you do...! - Just a second.

I want to say that this man is innocent!

- Are you a tourist? - He's been with me the whole night!

You're a hooker too. I'll explain...

Damn you...!

Are you hanging around with hookers?

Who is this woman?

No, who are you, you dirty whore!

What? [in German] What is "zoccolaccia"?

I don't think you'll find "zoccolaccia" in there.

Darling, let me explain... You know, I...

Is this woman...your...wife?

Oh, good...you also told her you have a wife...!

Well, you're more than a wife, aren't you?

Of course I'm more than a wife, I'm feeding you, clothing you,

soon enough I'll be breast-feeding you!

But tell me, have you also been with the others?

- Never! - Of course not...

you've also been with that unfortunate one.

- Who? - The one who got stabbed.

Me? Never knew her.

Look at that face, I saw you with her!

We went to the bar. She bought me a coffee.

- You knew her then! - Well...

barely.

- Where did you two meet? - The telephone.

- You answer that. - Yes sir.

- Tell me, where did you meet her? - Hello? Commissioner's office.

- Yes? - Hey, I'm talking to you, where did you meet her!

- It's your wife, commissioner. - No, no, later.

He'll call you later, Mrs.

Do you want to answer or not?

Leave him alone, commissioner.

If he spent the night with her...

Alright, Mrs.

She said it's urgent.

It's urgent.

Hello? You know I'm busy...!

You're busy, huh?

- Well, Marisa called. - So what?

She asked to speak to Barbara. She wanted the chemistry book.

- Give it to her! - Give it to her? You didn't get it?

If she asked about Barbara, it means she's not there!

Look for her then!

And when you find her you call me back.

Bye.

Besides her, who can testify that you spent the night with...

let's say the "lady", here.

Hey! I'm not a whore. [in German]

Me not...hooker. I... tourist.

So you really are a tourist!

I've only eaten with him in Trastevere.

Yes, that's true. We had dinner together,

- I remember she paid herself. - Were you alone?

Well, no...we were three friends.

- Three. - Two men and a woman.

- When was that? - Well, it must have been...

- 23:00, 23:30... - 23:25!

- German! - Of course.

- You! - At your command.

- Him, to the lockup. Check his alibi. - Yes sir.

Her...if she's a tourist...

check her documents, and let her go.

Very good.

- With your permission... - Can I...

Can I wait for him?

Scram!

Well, you see...you might even have to wait years.

Auf Wiedersehen, then.

Bye!

See you later!

Bitch.

- What are you doing, embroidery work? - I'm nervous.

- Why don't you say everything you know? - About what?

- You know what. - What do you want me to say, commissioner,

I told you I don't know anything.

The undergraduate student knew her though...

You didn't get it, commissioner,

he only had a coffee offered.

And if he said he went to eat with four people...

- why don't you check? - Oh, come on...let's not talk nonsense...

If only there was one of you who would tell the truth...

The truth...

The truth is that everyone of us has their own problems.

You have yours too, don't you?

Yes, before...with the phone call.

Your face changed.

Did something happened to you?

Yes. They stabbed a woman and I have to find out who did it.

Command centre, commissioner Borghini here.

- Any news from the hospital? - Yes, a minute ago.

She's still in the operating room.

What are they saying? Will she make it?

It's unlikely, sir.

Commander, do you need more matches?

Feel free to ask. I've got another box, if you want.

Can you give me the lockup keys, superintendent?

- The sergeant is not here. - Yes, I know. He's at the airport. I have them.

- Thanks, I'll bring them back soon. - Alright.

- [speaking in strong Turin dialect] - What?

- Can I come in? - Sure.

- Anyone speaking Turinese here? - Teodoro!

Come! Come forward, nice chap.

Let's speak Italian, shall we? It'll take less time.

Alright, I was born in Turin, but I also know Italian.

- Do you also know this gentleman? - I don't know if I know him.

- What did he do? - Do you know him or not?

I'll tell you in a second, I can't see him.

Excuse me, Mr... I...don't know you,

- don't I? - What do you mean you don't?

Calm down, calm down. Speak calmly, but speak...!

If you cough, I don't know what to make of this.

Do I know you? No? He said no with his hand.

What do you mean no? A communist, southerner,

- lazybones and a liar! - The voice of the commander!

How are you, commander?

Of course I know him! What did you do, sergeant?

I'm not a sergeant.

Did you arrest Cazzaniga?

He's an important commander...

He can get you arrested, do you know that?

He's a northerner, from Parma... he's got a lot of contacts...

isn't it true that you have a lot of contacts?

- He's got contacts at the Vatican too. - No! No, no...

Not really at the Vatican, in the area...around there.

Why did you arrest him, knight?

- I'm not a knight... - Arrested? Who, me?

That's enough, Teodoro. Pull up a chair and sit.

We've been working together for many years, superintendent,

but I still don't know your thoughts on a human level, let's say...

Teodoro, the wallet.

The wallet? I actually don't have one with me,

but if you need anything, there's the commander here.

Teodoro, when did you meet the commander?

Oh, it's...

- This evening. - ...hours now.

In a bar.

- In a bar? - Yes, in a bar...

- We talked. - If he says so...

- We talked... - Indeed...!

And what did you talk about?

Well...we talked...of that one...

you tell him, commander... the superintendent won't believe me.

We talked about the troubled trade union situation

in relation to the crisis of faith in the MEC countries.

- Isn't that so? - Yes, that's it!

- Just like he says. - And what does that mean?

I didn't understand. These northern people have a strange way to talk,

they mispronounce, and I didn't understand.

- Excuse me, please... - Go ahead, please. You speak.

I am an industrialist,

- and he's a worker... - Me...

As long as I'm manufacturing holy cards, he eats.

So, if we have a warm autumn here and a crisis of faith in Holland...

- who benefits from this? - Who benefits from this? I don't know.

- Japan. - Yes?

- Why Japan? - Are you asking me?

Well, you said "yes"! Shut up then, please.

Commander, why is Japan gaining from that?

Do you think that St. Januarius holy cards are made in Parma?

- No, they're made in Naples. - In Naples?

- In Naples! - Yes, in Naples!

They're not?

In Naples!

- Why are you laughing? - Don't get mad, just to be nice.

Where are they made then?

In Osaka, Japan.

We make them also in Parma, but they cost us 2 lire more,

and 2 lire more make the company fail.

Jesus...

- 2 lire? - 2 lire each St. Januarius.

Multiply that by 50 million St. Januariuses...

Goodness gracious! Who are you selling 50 million St. Januariuses to?

To the Indians. India is an underdeveloped country.

The Church cannot remain indifferent to the hunger of 400 million Indians,

- and therefore provides help. - Sending bread...

Yes. I mean, no. Sending St. Januariuses.

Yes, of course, because they need to find faith...

Them. While I need to find my wallet. What are we doing here?

- He's right, give him back his wallet. - You are all talk and no action!

[indistinct shouting]

Teodoro!

The wallet! Now!

- You must believe me, commissioner... - I'm not a commissioner.

- Chief inspector... - I'm not a chief inspector.

- Father. - Father?

Yes. You're like a father to me.

I love you. You have to believe me.

I don't know anything about this wallet.

Maybe he lost it when we went to the bar.

- No. - What do you mean, no?

- No, no, no... - Why?

I still had it when we left, I remember that.

You left? And where did you go?

Um...

The wallet!

I know where it is.

- Quagliarulo. - Yes? - I go and get it.

- At your commands, superintendent. - Go with him.

- No, no, I'll go by myself. - He's going by himself.

No. He'll be accompanied.

Alright.

I'll be accompanied.

Hey, pretty brunette.

- I'm talking to you. - I heard you, I heard you.

- So? I made you an offer... - Oh, yeah?

Will you let us is then? 10.000, all four of us.

No way.

She doesn't want to, she's precious. She studied at the Ursulines.

- It's a rent, it's not a sale. - Can't you see the nervous leg?

- Come on, scram. - Alright then...

15.000, all four of us.

- Will you give it to us? - Let your sister do that.

Nah, my sister is too expensive.

- She's not a asshole like you are. - Well, your mother then.

Hey, listen to me, curly hair beauty...

scram.

She called me "curly hair beauty"! Maybe she loves me.

- Romeo has arrived! - Come on, say yes.

You will show that you're available like the others.

Fuck off!

What are you doing? Let's be reasonable!

Angelica!

Let us explain!

We didn't wanna come, we were sent here!

Keep that handbag away! It's a blunt object!

You're hurting me!

Don't you see you're hurting me? Stop! Stop!

Help! Help! Police!

This is superintendent Cacace!

Come here, fast!

Send a backup, quick! We're in danger!

Danger!

Fast, they're beating the hell out of us!

Not with the heel! Not with the shoe heel!

Help!

- Quick! - Watch out, that side!

Hello, commissioner... seven stab wounds.

- Any hope? - Commissioner,

should I pass the phone to the professor?

No, it's not necessary. Keep me informed.

- Sure, I will. - Bye.

Did you hear?

- Seven stab wounds! - Seven...

And now you'll help me!

Because seven stab wounds are many.

They indicate something specific...

They express hatred, fear or insanity...

Come on, what do you know?

Nothing, she came there two or three times,

but I never talked to her anyway.

But you must have seen her getting in the car, and what car it was!

- I don't know, I wasn't there. - Where were you?

Well, commissioner...

Right, sure! You were working.

And...your colleagues...

who could have seen her?

- Yes? - There's your son here, inspector.

Who, Robby?

- Hi. - Weren't you in bed?

I got up. Me and mum are looking for Barbara.

At 2 o'clock in the morning?

What are you hoping to achieve?

Hey, I'm talking to you.

I don't know, what are we supposed to do? You're the policeman.

Alright, alright. Come.

What are other people usually doing when they come here?

What do you want me to do? Open a case about Barbara?

17 years old...with her name and surname? It will stay on record!

And what are we doing then?

Nothing. We wait.

Go pick up mum and go back home.

Who's going to answer the phone if there's a call?

Inspector...

three minors, maybe on drugs.

On drugs... take them to the sergeant.

He's in Fiumicino, inspector.

Alright, take them to Santini. I'll deal with it.

Fine. Let's go.

Come on. Get in.

Well, I'm going then.

Are you going home?

No, I go looking for my sister.

Have you seen those three?

What's that got to do with her? Don't talk nonsense.

- Let me know, huh? - Bye.

Bye.

Two girls and one boy...

No, sir, two boys and one girl.

What did they do?

Alleged theft of the car with the number plate Roma H2-37-43.

- Alleged... then? - Alleged use of drug-spiked cigarettes.

Alleged... what's one thing they did for sure? Driving without a licence?

No, they were in the car, standing still,

but in a no-parking zone in Piazzale delle Muse.

- You gave them a parking ticket then... - Here it is, we were writing it

and that's when we noticed they were in the car, hiding and smoking.

When they saw us, they tried to throw the cigarettes away,

but we picked them up.

- Do you have them with you? - Yes, sir.

Alright, take them to the lab. Have someone to go with you.

Actually, no, you both go there.

- Did you notify the owner of the car? - Yes, he was not at home.

- He's a member of the parliament. - That too! Go, go.

- So... you, write a report. - Yes, sir.

What is this shrine here?

Hand embroidered laces, sir. Made by Santini's wife.

- Is this the one? - Yes, sir.

Poor Santini!

Were you smoking?

Where did you find the Mercedes?

- We found it close to Trevi Fountain. - We already told the traffic police.

And now you tell me too!

- What is this? - The weekly magazine we seized.

And how did you get to Piazzale delle Muse? Who was driving?

Um...

Alright, give me the keys.

Give me those. I got you!

Damn, you're such a fool...!

So it was you driving.

Therefore, it was you who took the cigarettes, huh?

No, word of honor.

Word of honor...! Oh, well, in that case then...

- Who did it? - Listen, can we call lawyer Bottazzi?

Who...Petronio Bottazzi?

And how do you know him?

I know him, he handled my mother's divorce.

- Where are you from? Parma? - No, I'm from Fiorenzuola.

Really?

So maybe you know Don Filippo, the vicar of the church of San Grisostomo.

He's my uncle.

Really?

What do you know...!

And you, the niece of a man of that stamp...

are smoking drugs.

- Why? - To get experience.

I'll give you such a slap, then you'll see what an experience!

- You! - Yes, inspector.

- Did you report everything? - Yes, sir.

Let's see what the lab will say in the meantime.

Look at this...the niece of Don Filippo!

Don Filippo...and what's his surname?

What's this got to do with him?

The things you see...!

What a terrible job.

What should I say about mine then...

I mean, after all you come from politics...

that's a day job.

- What do you mean, a day job? - Well...

There are either "day people" or "night people".

I'm a night person, Spanò is a night person,

my colleagues, your men in the other rooms...

everyone in here is a night person.

You're the only day person.

You still are.

And what about the girl who got stabbed?

Was she a night person?

No, she was a day person.

A person out of place.

Just like you.

Are we having a coffee?

Piantone, two coffees.

Inspector, the third squad...

they destroyed it.

- What is the third squad? - That is my squad!

Come on, get in. Let them in. The filthy ones!

Come on.

I'm superintendent Cacace.

We got beaten up.

It was them, the monsignor's hookers!

Commissioner, I don't know what the arrangements are,

but next time you'll send the Swiss Guards there!

Enough, enough...how many are they?

Well, many.

That's why they beat the hell out of us.

Well, hang on a second, commissioner, will you?

You call them hookers?

- These are faggots! - Hey, don't touch me, idiot.

Look at this, the first ones who come along,

- and immediately they say "hookers"! - There it is, did she ruffle my hair?

No, you're gorgeous.

- Superintendent, what's all this? - That's what I'm saying, commissioner.

But when we realized they were men, we were already in the emergency room.

Enough! Out, all of you! Take them to the vice squad department!

Did you hear what the commissioner said? Out, out!

And press charges for resisting the police!

Report them, commissioner, go ahead. Out of here, come on! Move!

- You dirty dogs! - Cacace!

Good job.

It's my duty, commissioner.

- Hello? - It's me, commissioner Borghini,

monsignor Guidardini.

I wanted to thank you, and I'd like to assure you

- that we will report about this. - Don't mention it,

- there's no need for thanks. - No, really,

if nothing else, for the speed with which you freed the neighbourhood

of the presence of those hideous women.

Did you know that they were not women? No, they were men!

No...!

Poor things!

Did you hear that? They were men!

I heard, I heard...

Robby! What are you doing here at this hour?

- Have you seen my sister? - Barbara? Here?

Yes, you're right.

Have you seen my sister?

Barbara? At this hour?

- Bye. - Bye.

- Here is the wallet! - Oh, yeah?

I found it.

You can find everything... as long as you search well...

We found it.

- Where is it? Where did it go? - What are you looking for, commander?

- The letter? - Yes. - It must be there,

I checked the wallet before.

- Here! - Here it is.

Yes, this is it.

50 million St. Januariuses...!

All's well that ends well.

- Well done, thank you so much. - You're welcome.

- Is there some document to sign? - No, nothing to sign,

we're among friends. We can go.

Let me see this. Where did you find this wallet?

- In a bush, in Villa Borghese. - In a bush, yes.

- In a bush? - Let's go, shall we?

Really? And who hid this there?

No one, superintendent. You see, when we went visiting the water clock...

- Here, this is yours. - The water clock?

You don't know the water clock?

He doesn't know the water clock!

It has a drop, superintended...

It has a drop that falls on the pendulum, and throws it off balance.

It kind of acts as a scale.

- A scale! Oh...! - Yes, all of a sudden

a minute goes by, just like that.

Then, wham! It tilts again and another minute passes by.

And so, minutes pass, hours pass and life goes by.

Sir, I must say goodbye now, because I can't stay.

I hope they will make you a knight soon,

greetings to the commander, and give a kiss to your dad.

Just a moment, one thing:

either you two were in the bush for reasons to be explained...

or he stole your wallet.

- Oh, yeah, that's true. - Yeah!

What do you mean, "oh, yeah"? I didn't steal the wallet...

Does "oh, yeah" mean that he stole it?

- Yes. - No... - Yes?

- No! - Yes.

I said no! You're a a stinking rat then!

You know that the wallet fell while you were dropping your trousers.

Shush, what are you saying? You silly, I carry it in the jacket pocket.

Not at all, he wasn't wearing the jacket. It was folded,

I was sitting on top of it, sir, because the grass was damp.

My ass is still wet, do you want to check that out?

Enough!

That's enough.

- Charged for obscene acts... - No...

- ...contrary to morality... - No...!

in public place!

How can this be...? Littorio...!

Two gentlemen like us... our reputation...!

Littorio, all this for a piece of paper. Just let it go!

Piece of paper? Dang it, 50 million St. Januariuses!

With this, we'll save India, we'll save the company,

and I'll stick it up Japan's ass.

I'm telling you to speak louder, I don't understand!

- Hello? - Speak louder.

- Here, now I can hear you. - Yes, Ms., we'll deal with it.

Sergeant, there's a shooting going on at Tavolo 7.

- Where is that? - In Parioli district, Via Angelo Secchi 34.

- Send a car. - They're all busy, sergeant.

Send Santini then.

Car 24, calling car 24.

- Where? - On the balcony.

- On the balcony in front of you? - Yes.

- Well, get undressed in the dark then. - Why?

- Are you sure he's watching? - Yes, he's been watching for 35 years.

- Excuse me, Madam, how old are you? - 72.

- 72? - Yes, but I don't look it.

Fine, come here tomorrow morning and file a report.

Crazy stuff...

Attached to the lamp-post?

- Well, take him here and we'll question him. - How do I do that?

Do I take him together with the lamp-post? He chained himself to it.

[speaking in a foreign language]

What language is he speaking? Ask him if he speaks English.

He does speak English. It's me who does not speak it.

What? A tram refusing to go back to the depot?

Yes, that's what I'm saying.

Well, make an arrest.

- Do I arrest the tram? - No, the driver!

- He's in a state of necessity. - In a state of what?

Of necessity! It's not his fault.

- And whose fault is it? - It's not what you think.

Look, what can I do?

You have to send me a car.

Yeah, well...and a straitjacket... Alright, alright, bye.

Which is the tram?

- That one. - Should I go myself, superintendent?

Yes, that's better. I'm dead tired.

Superintendent, what should I do? Can I go?

What are you waiting for? Go. You have nothing to do. Go.

- Thank you, superintendent. - Bye.

Hello, command centre. Hello, command centre.

- Yes? - Command centre, superintendent Talentini here.

- What is it? - Is there any news?

I mean, after fixing the tram here, should we fix a handcart,

a bicycle, a carriage?

Feel free to say, because I'm only doing a 18-hour shift...

I'm fresh as a daisy.

- Talentini, don't be a dick, come on. - Oh, it's you, inspector. Sorry.

That's fine. So, what about this tram?

It's been taken care of, inspector, it's been t...

- Superintendent. - What do you mean, no?

They don't want to move, they don't want to go away.

They don't want to move?

Sorry, inspector, I'll go and deal with this.

I will fix them now.

- Superintendent, I want to go home! - You're telling me...!

They don't want to get off. The tram can't go back to the depot like this.

Yes, yes, I got it. I'll take care of this.

- Do you need help, superintendent? - No, I can handle it on my own.

Alright.

Good evening.

Mum, look who's here.

Superintendent...

Gennarino! Come here.

Superintendent, good evening. Sorry, I finish shaving and I'll be with you.

What have you done in here?

Well, the train from Naples arrived an hour late...

So what?

- The train to Turin had already left... - And you took the tram?

The night one though. We thought "we'll pay the ticket..."

The ticket? The tram has to go back to the depot!

Well, we can also go there. We'll depart at 6:42 anyway.

Yes, we'll leave at 6:42.

- But you can't do that! - Shush, you'll wake the children.

The children? Where are they?

They're in bed.

- In bed? - Yes, we arranged ourselves,

but they're uncomfortable there, poor things,

these seats are made of wood, superintendent...

Well, what can you do, superintendent, this is how life goes,

today a tram and tomorrow a feather bed.

What can you do, you have to try and get by, don't you agree?

Dad, are we in Turin yet?

No, not yet. Sleep.

- What did he say? - I don't know, he's speaking in pure English.

- Is he also your son? - No, he's a guest.

- A guest? - Yes, he's an English guy, a foreigner.

In Naples, at the station, they asked us to please take him with us,

since we're also going to Turin. One more person makes no difference to us.

- And what is he doing? - He's taking a poop, superintendent.

- Taking a poop on the tram? - Don't shout,

he's always very constipated, and he won't be able to poop.

A fire...

A fire...! A fire!

No, that's nothing, superintendent. It's our stuff,

we lit that, it's harmless, don't worry.

- What did you do here? - What did you do?

- That's the food for the baby. - That's it.

This huge thing?

- It's cooked in a water bath. - The food for the baby!

I don't get it, do you want to deny the baby food?

- Me? Denying the baby food? - Well...

But this is a tram!

- What a nice smell... - Yeah?

- This is... - Oh, no, it's...

- Yes! It's garlic. - Well, maybe to prevent pinworms,

did you put garlic in the food for the baby?

Yes, well...it's one of these modern products...

beef-based, chicken-based, tomato-based...

- with garlic and oil... - Or even marinara-style!

That's enough, shut up. I'm starving,

I've gone 18 hours without going back home.

Superintendent, feel free, if you want some...

- Some baby food? - No, marinara-style spaghetti.

- They should be ready by now. - Indeed! They were ready a while ago.

Do you want to overcook them? Come on, quick! Annamaria,

grab the colander, or else the superintendent

will say that the pasta is overdone.

There, I told you, look how discoloured they are! They're all dry!

Don't worry, they are delicious. You'll see.

Superintendent, you have distracted her, that's why.

I was about to fry the sauce, but then the superintendent came.

Come to eat, children, come on, otherwise you won't digest well,

- and you will not sleep properly. - Dad,

- here are the plates. - Good, Annamaria, give me the plates.

- We'll start with the guest. - Thanks. - Superintendent,

I can see that you fixed everything here.

Of course I did. Aren't you coming up too?

I'm going up.

- Can we come too? - Yes, yes, come.

- Excuse me, can I...? - Yes, there's plenty for everyone.

Come on, children, get in line. One at a time.

They're good.

Superintendent...

I want to go home!

Chief, why don't you come up too?

I can't...I have an ulcer!

You don't know what you're missing, chief.

They're delicious!

Superintendent...!

- Are you going out dancing? - Are you trying to be funny?

If the barman should report a theft, I'm the one who took the tuxedo.

Quick, they fired some shots!

What does it have to do with us if they fired some shots?

- Damn, how many are these stairs? - Should I go and ask?

Come on, don't be an idiot!

Please, help.

- What did you say, Madam? - I said please, help.

- I'm really scared. - Don't worry, Madam, we're here now.

- What's going on? - Shush! Quiet!

- Is this where number 5 is? - No, number 5 is upstairs.

This is number 4.

Sir, number 5 is upstairs.

I got that!

Are you leaving me here alone?

You two, stay here with the Madam. Actually, stop everyone from coming up.

- You two, come with me. - Yes.

How distressing! I feel safe in this way,

if you want to come in, feel free.

- Do you want some tea? - No, Madam, we can't do that,

we have to stay on guard.

Well, I was saying it for you!

- Are you looking for number 5? - Yes, Madam.

- It's here. - Yes, I know. I got that!

Hide yourselves, so we'll take them by surprise.

- Should I hide too? - Yes, hide.

Oh dear! It's the police!

- Dindino! - What is it?

- The police are here! - What?

He's hard of hearing, poor him. Oh my, the police!

- Sir! - What is it? What?

Pupa, you can't faint like that! That's because you scared her off!

- No, we didn't. - Dear, what are you scared of?

We did nothing wrong. Leave her to me, I'll carry her.

No, she's too heavy. You carry her then.

- Yes, ok. - Good, like that.

Let's go, this way. Upstairs.

- Here, this way. - Yes.

Come on in, please. Here.

Here we are.

Who are you? And why are you carrying Pupa like that?

- Mr. Dindino, here, gave her to me. - Yes, Cristoforo,

this gentleman is from the police.

- In an evening tuxedo? - Well, it's not daytime, is it?

Oh, that's why!

- Yes. Where should I put her? - Here.

You can put her here. She'll be fine on this chair.

- She's heavy. - Yes, I know.

No, no, Dindino...

- She'll be more comfortable here. - No, no...

- On the armchair. - No, well, on the chair...

[confused, overlapped talking]

- Look, the chair is... - I think the armchair...

If the surface is too hard...

[overlapped talking continues]

- Where should I put her then? - Actually, you know...

she won't have to lay her head here...

She's heavy!

[more confused talking]

- Where should I put her?! - On the sofa.

- Yes, put her on the sofa... - You see, Dindino, the thing is...

The tuxedo got torn...!

The barman!

Oh, I didn't want to wash that...!

Dindino!

Cristoforo! Where am I?

Here, dear, at home. You see that the police came, as we said?

You scatterbrain!

- It's all her fault. - Are you a friend?

No, what are you saying... this is actually my home.

Excuse me, Marquis, are you...

No, I'm not a Marquis. Oh, it's for the badge...

but the night-robe actually belongs to this gentleman...

well, yes, it's his robe.

Madam, a while ago your husband was saying...

Who, Dindino? He's not my husband.

Are you not living here with him?

Sure I do. I've been living with him for 8 years now.

Haven't I, Dindino?

- The three of you together? - No...!

What's he got to do with anything?

Alright, alright, alright...

I want to know who was the one who fired the gun.

Oh! This is about the little shot!

Yes, well, you tell him about it then.

Enough, enough with this... I'll tell him about it.

Thank goodness, he'll tell us about it.

The matter...

went more or less like this:

I was there, I happened to be in the area.

- There where? - In the hallway.

When all of a sudden, I felt a sort of...

- ache. - A woe?

Like colitis. Yes.

So, I thought...

"what do I do? Maybe I should ring the doorbell".

- When was this? - About an hour ago.

Would you say at about 2:30, 2:45? That's a little late...

- Who came to open the door? - Pupa!

Yes, that's right.

- She was alone! - Where were you?

I... was at the pharmacy.

For the colitis?

No, he's the one with colitis. I have a pharmacy.

I own many pharmacies,

but that one is the only one open at night.

So, you went to open the door, and you saw him...

And what did you say?

- Cristo! [Christ] - Why?

Well, you see, my name is Cristoforo...

but my friends call me Cristo.

So you two are friends...

So, you see, having this sudden ache...

I... I rang the doorbell and I said "Pupa!"

...Since Dindino is not here...

Exactly, that's it!

Since Dindino is not here,

can I use the bathroom? He doesn't need it anyway.

- He's not home... - I wouldn't have let him in

if Dindino needed the toilet, no way.

Don't make me talk, don't make me talk, don't make me talk...!

No, you have to!

- This thingy here got broken, did you notice? - Yes, I noticed.

You have to talk!

I told them one thousand times, "don't let Cristo in the bathroom at night".

- It's a stinky situation - Yes, it's stinky.

- And what did you do? - Nothing.

- And what about you, Cristo? - Nothing...

And you?

Five minutes earlier I said to myself "I think I should clean the pistol".

What pistol?

A Candy, I think...

No, that's actually the washing machine... a Scoppoletta.

[Scoppoletta = hat]

- No, a Beretta. - Oh, yeah! A Beretta.

You see, I never wear a hat...

- Who's the owner of the pistol? - Well, um... - I am.

- He is. - You see, in the pharmacy at night...

He took it back home one day, sort of casually...

- When was that, dear? - Don't make me talk,

don't make me talk, don't make me talk...!

Well, that was the last time Cristo had colitis.

That's exactly it, just like tonight.

You see, it wasn't the first time. There's no need for such a fuss.

- You and your colitis...! - It's a chronic one.

Well, anyway, I want to know who fired the shot.

- The pistol did. - A pistol doesn't shoot by itself, Madam.

Well, I told you, I was cleaning it and suddenly, bam! It went off.

And what about the other one?

- What other one? - There were two shots.

- Two... - Two.

Well, I didn't count them.

Show me the cloth you were using to clean the pistol.

The cloth, yes...the...

And you, Cristoforo, why do you have Dindino's pajamas and robe on?

That's true, how come?

And you, Dindino, with a wife like Mrs. Pupa

why don't you sell the night pharmacy? You have many anyway.

She doesn't want me to sell it.

Dindino, it's a memory of your mother.

Don't make me talk, don't make me talk...!

My mum used to say this all the time: "what you need is a good wife",

and when I met Pupa, I even asked

"can I be assured that this is a good wife?"

Excuse me, but who did you ask this to?

I asked her husband, obviously. If her husband doesn't know this...

So, you have a husband then?

I used to have one. I left him because he had colitis all the time.

- So, you were... - Excuse me, may I?

There.

- And you, after... - Excuse me, may I?

Now I get it.

But at night, you...

It's not at all like that, come here and I'll...

Sorry.

- To the police station, all three of you! - Why?

- Why? - But why?

First of all, for attempted murder. One of you fired two shots.

And then...

then to testify!

- To testify? - Yes.

Because if I tell this story to the commissioner...

he will never believe me!

- ...But you mother said that yesterday she went to visit her. - And so what?

Well, apparently Barbara said that soon, after the exams...

- After the exams what? - She will introduce us to someone.

- Someone? Who? - I don't know,

she never tells me anything! She said she will leave.

- What do you mean, leave? - Yes,

she'll go to England. She told your mother.

- If she would at least get married... - Get married? She's 17...!

...And she goes to England...

And who is she going there with? With this guy?

I don't know!

Nothing but crying... Did she say...

- did she say when she will leave? - What can we do?

- Calm down, I'll deal with this. - Yeah, "I'll deal with this"...

- You're all caught up with your work... - Sir...

- You don't give a care about your children! - Don't cry now...

there's no use in crying.

Let me have all the departure times to England, both planes and trains. Now.

Yes, sir.

By the way, there's a call for you after this.

- It's from a hospital, do you want to take it here? - Excuse me a moment.

An hospital?

Did they specifically ask for me?

They said "Mr. Borghini".

Thank you.

Luisa,

go home. I'll call you back in a while, ok?

And don't cry!

- Bye. - Bye.

- Hello, who is it? - Superintendent Frascà here, commissioner.

You know, she's married... She said it herself.

- Who? - The woman who got stabbed.

Dear Frascà, how I love you...!

I have sent for the husband, they will take him to you.

Good, good, very good.

- What's going on there, is it raining? - Here?

No.

It's just that...very kindly, they're frying three eggs for me.

Here, sir. The times you requested.

Thanks, come with me.

Look at this...!

- Who's on duty tomorrow morning? - Palmieri.

Alright, I'll speak to him. Thanks.

I'm sorry, I wanted to send you home, but there are news from the hospital.

What happened?

It seems like this Lucia Bencivenga has a husband.

Alright, she's got a husband, but what's that got to do with me?

I don't know, you might have seen him close to his wife,

either tonight or yesterday.

In any case, he'll be here shortly.

I'm sorry to let you waste another hour.

Don't you worry, commissioner.

That's how it is, the night is over now.

As long as I'm home by 7 am. I have to take the boy to school.

The boy? Yours?

Yes, of course.

Doesn't it mention it there?

Well, perhaps. I must have missed it.

It does, it does...

It's been mentioned for 8 years.

Did you have him with...?

Let's leave it at that.

But tell me, will this Lucia be all right?

Sir, a government representative would like to speak with you.

With me? I'm no longer in the political section.

May I, commissioner? I'm Mr. Luigi Colacioppi.

As you can see, I immediately wanted to come in person...

Oh, I'm really sorry. Let me introduce myself. Mr. Luigi Colacioppi.

- Pleased to meet you. - Your lady...

Well...no.

Good. Excellent. An embroider. A hard-working woman.

- Commissioner, if you want, I can go to the other room. - No, no, no,

stay, there are no secrets here.

What can I do for you, sir?

Well, what more can you do now? You've done everything already.

- I always follow with much interest... - Thanks...

the dark work that the new democratic police are doing.

I follow it as a citizen and as a member of parliament.

Do you know that your husband...

the commissioner...

he managed to find my car even before they stole it!

- How can this be? - I hadn't noticed!

By the way, did you catch the thieves?

Well... three kids...

No, commissioner. Don't be lenient.

That's juvenile delinquency. It's the worst kind.

Those are the citizens of tomorrow.

You're a housewife, a housekeeper, you do embroidery work...

What do you do when you find a bad pear?

- You throw it out, right? - Well...

you can just take off the rotten part. You have to know how to do it.

- That's it! - Sometimes they are tastier than the others.

No. Forgive me, but this is a typical woman thing...it's sentimentality.

Well, I'm not saying that women are less intelligent...sometimes...

- Do you know that I was voted by more women than men? - Oh, yes?

Well, it must be the perfume you use.

- It may be. - It's good.

What perfume is it?

It's "Pour un gentilomme". It's French.

It means "for a gentleman".

Yes? It's good even for you...

Yes, I must say it's pretty good.

Let's get back to the point, commissioner,

let me see these three scoundrels.

That's fine. Have them brought here.

Right away.

Because, you see, sometimes the right word...

said by the right person...

is pretty effective.

Indeed. And you're such a good talker.

Well, you see...for us who come from Montecitorio, words are...

[Montecitorio = seat of the Italian Parliament]

like a tool. Like...well...you're a housewife, so you can't understand...

Let's say the equivalent of a pot for a housewife...

like an anvil for a blacksmith...

or the hammer for the carpenter... the saw...

Dad!

Oberdan!

Sorry, but in these police stations you can really find anything...!

Oberdan! What are you doing here?

Commissioner, this is my son, don't you know it?

Don't tell me he's here for the...

The car is ours!

He was driving without a licence.

Come on, commissioner, they're kids... I vouch for him.

- What if he killed someone? - If he killed someone...?

Well, if he killed someone...if...! But he didn't... so...

Let's not exaggerate, come on. We're overreacting here.

- What is your job, journalist? - No, I have another job...

Cause I wouldn't want too much talking on this matter...

I'd say there's too much talking being done here!

You're the only one who's talking.

Commissioner, man to man... let's stop faffing around...

because at the Ministry of the Interior...

I have quite a few friends!

No, no, I don't want to hear about it.

Look, Mr. Colacioppi, I really dislike you.

Thank you, but don't try to charm me with sweet words.

No, well, I said "dislike".

- Yes, that's it... dislike? - Exactly,

but nonetheless I want to help your son and the others.

Look at all three of them,

who knows what kind of fathers they have, what role model they've had

in the house...you don't think it's all their fault if they're here, do you?

Come on, don't be ridiculous. They're just kids.

Here they are...my son and his two little girlfriends!

No, no, well... no... two...

two boyfriends of my son's girlfriend...

Two sons of the girlfr...

Well, you know, they're hippies, commissioner!

They're hippies, what did they do wrong?

They did something wrong indeed.

Look at the lab test results.

Drugs.

Drugs?

Oberdan!

You're taking drugs now?

You dirty scoundrel!

You're noticing now, huh?

After all the sacrifices I've made for...

for myself, commissioner.

For my career...

and for democracy, of course.

I'm screwed!

You'll see the newspapers tomorrow!

This time... they'll kick me out of the party!

They'll throw me out of the party this time!

Just when Pederzoni had died!

And I was about to become undersecretary!

And from there I would have moved on to the Public Works Department!

Who is she?

Lucia Bencivenga, the girl who got stabbed last night.

Did she have surgery yet?

Yes, professor.

- It's not looking good. - That's why I called you.

What do you suggest?

Let's make one last attempt.

Take her to the operating room, right away.

Hello?

- Yes, Luisa, it's me. - Barbara is coming back home.

She called.

Really?

Thank goodness.

Where was she?

I haven't asked her.

It doesn't matter, she will tell us.

Of course she will tell us!

But it's 3:30...!

Emiliano, kids today are so different...!

Yes, yes, they are different, but we can't let things get out of control.

You see, I think you should be a bit more understanding.

Me?

If we don't even trust our own kids...

Alright, alright, Luisa...

Listen, tell her to call me as soon as she's back. Bye

You see? He's right. Is this the time to come back home?

What did I do wrong? I was with him.

That's true, Madam, we love each other.

All right, I get it, but you're 17...

- What is your mother saying? - She's from Turin,

she's got a very different mentality.

- So? What does that mean? - It means she's fine with it.

Whenever you want, she can come here and meet you.

- No, well, we've got time for that... - There's no hurry.

Sure, there's no hurry.

Why don't you tell her to come and see me tomorrow?

I didn't want to do that! I didn't want to do that!

But still you had the gun in your pocket...

What will they do to me now?

Oh, not a big deal. You won't get more than 30 years.

Yes, I know, the gun in my pocket is bad...

- Yes, it is. - This way, sir, please.

Yes?

Mrs. Bencivenga's husband is here, sir.

Come in, please.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

You're Dr. Ferrari, right?

I'm not a doctor. I'm the editor of a newspaper.

"Gioventù Cristiana" [Christian Youth] A circulation of 1.2 million copies.

Wow, congratulations.

It's a job usually done by someone with a degree.

If I'm not mistaken, the superintendent mentioned my wife...

Did something happen?

Is she not living with you?

Yes, but... for three days...

she hasn't been back home.

How come?

You know how it is...

we had a quarrel.

Well, maybe she went to her mother's or to some friend's place.

I don't know.

You don't know?

No, in fact I'm very worried.

Why didn't you report her absence then?

Well, you see...considering my position...

I run a newspaper for families...

I see.

And...

why did you have a quarrel?

There's no specific reason. You know...

These things happen.

We're very fond of each other anyway.

Jealousy.

Have you been married for long time?

12 years. We got engaged right after school.

I used to be the institute's administrator...

we got married a few months later.

Unfortunately we never had any children, but we've always been happy.

So, what happened then?

Nothing, really, I told you...

I got a bit angry at her, that's all.

But what did she do to you?

Sometimes Lucia is a bit impulsive.

She was rude to a person of great respect.

A person who could even do some harm to me.

And that is...?

Well...my...

yes, my...employer.

Lady employer.

Excuse me?

Lady employer.

His employer is a woman.

And she's also a hooker. A rookie, mind you...

- but still a hooker. - But...

Hello? Is this Mrs. Lucia?

Yes, who's speaking?

Well, let's say... your husband's employer.

Hello.

Tell your husband that I've fired his secretary.

If he thinks he can behave like a rooster in my hen house, he's wrong.

I created him and I can destroy him.

You might not understand what I'm saying, but tell him.

Excuse me, but...couldn't you explain?

No.

But if you want, he will be able to explain everything to you.

Tell him this too.

So you knew all these things from the beginning...!

Why are you only saying this now?

Well, why...? Why do you think, commissioner?

One always loses when dealing with you.

The minute you start talking, you are put through the wringer.

You question people, investigate... but who suffers in the end?

We do, always.

Why did you decide to talk then?

I couldn't keep it any longer, that's why.

Look at that face! You're a fake!

Things are not as you think. I assure you, Madam.

These are the facts, but...

I mean...

only apparently.

But... but...

But you kicked her out of the house!

Me?

You're a fake and you're also a son of a bitch.

You know what he told her after he found out about the call?

Why did she call you?

I don't know. I just know she did.

Oh, yeah? She called you? I don't believe it.

Maybe you were the one calling her.

Me? I didn't even know about her existence!

Yeah, right...you never know anything!

Exactly. But this time I want to know everything.

- I want to go and see her. - See her?

Don't you dare doing that. If you do that...

And what is this supposed to be? Spaghetti?

Look how dry they are...

You're a good-for-nothing!

That's not true!

I swear to you, Madam.

Maybe I've been a bit rude sometimes...

Sometimes it happens.

but I care about her.

She's my wife!

Yes, sure... But you threw her out of the house.

No...

No, no!

Good morning.

What a nice surprise.

You must be Mrs. Lucia Bencivenga, if I'm not mistaken.

I guess this is what I'm supposed to say.

But instead, I've been expecting you...

for a long time.

Do you like flowers?

Let's get to the point now...

I could force your husband to divorce, do you know that?

But then again, for what purpose? To get him to marry me? No...

It's better as it is.

I don't even like him that much, you know?

He's just like a whore.

Oh, I'm sorry, does the word bother you?

Like a prostitute, if you prefer that.

Well, no, he doesn't love me.

Just look at me.

I've had a car accident.

And the leg is nothing serious...

You should have seen the state I was in...

But nevertheless, he's sleeping with me.

No, he's not a nice person. That's just what you think he is...

I'm telling you, he's a petty little man.

You see, it would be enough for me to say that you were here...

He would kick you out of the house.

What is it, are you feeling sick?

Guglielmina, bring the smelling salts!

This fool fainted.

...and his mistress, being the bitch she is, tipped him off right away.

Well, of course she told me. Look, commissioner,

she's there, at home, poor woman,

and there comes my wife and starts to offend her.

Listen up, "Christian youth", enough with the talking,

- you threw her out of the house. - No, no, I told you I didn't!

So, tell me, how did she end up in Via Veneto then, huh?

Hey, pretty girl.

Listen, why don't you get your ass out of here?

This is Sonia's area, it's where Sonia works,

and since I am Sonia, get out, scram!

I don't... well, I...

- where should I go? - You're asking me?

You have a home, right?

No.

No? And where do you live, in a hotel?

Hang on, silly.

Did you eat?

Damn, why me?

So...did you kick her out of the house or not?

No, I did not! She left willingly!

And did she take this decision on her own?

Yes, I told you. I assure you!

Go away, get lost.

I don't want to see you anymore.

Where am I supposed to go? I don't have anyone.

You deal with it.

Do as you please.

Try and make some money.

Like I've done all my life.

Well...

you're mistress says you're a whore.

Do I have to start being a whore?

Sure, if you can do that.

Actually, no, no...forget it.

I'm still the editor of a respectable newspaper...

Yes. It would bother you very much, wouldn't it?

Look, don't you even dare...!

It would destroy your career...

If you try to do that, I'll kill you.

Get out, get out!

You want to be a whore?

Why don't you try?

So, he kicked you out like that, with no money.

[incomprehensible talking]

What did you say?

I said I wouldn't have gotten any money from him anyway.

Yes, I got that. But things went bad even before you could try.

In any case, he's right about one thing.

Being a hooker is not easy at all.

I'm not pretty, am I?

Yes, you are, but... being pretty serves no purpose.

Your problem is that you're too naive.

So what?

I want to be that anyway, just because it would bother him.

He destroyed me and now I want to destroy him.

You'll destroy yourself in the end.

Well, anyway, leave it till tomorrow.

You can sleep at my place tonight, we can manage.

But you'll have to find a place tomorrow, dear,

because I have no room, I'm sorry.

That's fine.

- That's fine. - What, are you crying now?

- I guess I'll find something. - Come on, eat!

You're really crazy.

Mrs.

Mrs.! [speaking in a foreign language]

Are you talking to me?

Yes, yes.

But...

[in a foreign language]

I have...lots of money.

[in a foreign language]

So...I'm a Polish sailor.

Poland.

I don't understand...

Where are you taking me?

[speaking in Polish]

Have you ever been to Poland?

No, no...I don't want to! Leave me alone, I don't want to!

- Loving... - I don't want to. No! Leave me alone!

Kisses... I... lots of...

- Leave me alone. - ...money...!

Money!

- Money...! - No, I don't want money.

I'm not the one you think I am.

I was there 'cause I was looking for a friend of mine.

I was there, looking for Sonia!

You got that? No, I don't want money.

Damned by my husband! No!

No! What are you doing?

I'm not a hooker!

- [speaking in Polish] - No!

No!

No, it's him...it's all his fault!

Where were you yesterday between 21:15 and 23:30?

I was at some friends' place.

At your mistress' place?

Yes...but I don't see how all this has got to do with...

- I don't get it. - Get out.

Can I ask you to please not disclose this matter publicly...

you know, considering my position...

- ...because of the newspaper... - I told you, you can go,

take your chance, leave.

Hello? Yes, that's me.

Yes?

Alright, fine.

Commissioner Borghini here. Inform the investigating judge.

The woman who got stabbed last night is dead.

Poor soul...

Try at least to catch the culprit.

I could catch the murderer...

but...

the culprit...

Sometimes the criminal law seems to be too small...

Oh, well...

What time does your boy wake up?

Yes, true!

Can I go?

I'll give you a lift.

Thank you!

Come on, get out.

Is there someone at the Homicide Squad?

Yes, inspector Nicotra.

Good morning. What a nice fresh breeze, huh?

- Should we go get a cappuccino? Here's the car. - Yes, sure.

- Sir, I brought the car. - Thank you.

Good morning, sir. See you tonight.

Bye.

What nice clean air.

Yes...daytime is nicer.

What name did you give your son?

Enrico.

Listen...

does it take long to become "night people" like you?

No.

If you're made of good stuff.

Did you have your son with the undergraduate student?

No, are you crazy?

No way I could have a son with him...

Children...

they make you worried all the time.

It's the same for you, isn't it?

Well, my worries are small.

There they are, now they'll stop us. Damn it, a good way to start the day.

May I see your papers?

I'm commissioner Borghini.

- I'm really sorry, commissioner. - Did something happen?

They stabbed a whore.

Pardon me, Madam.

No worries, you're welcome!