All language subtitles for The.Lions.Share.1985.720p.WEBRip.x264.AAC-[YTS.MX].ENG

Suspect's tailed to
Judge Benedetto's house.

I expect a kidnapping attempt.

So I'll handle this myself.

I don't want a bloodbath.

Get me out!

Okay.

You son of a bitch.

Lieutenant, you need a rest.

I'm putting you on extended
leave, and that's an order.

Hey, going far, eh?

That's my business.

That's your business?

Remember me? Enzo.

You are the one that called me.

Where you going, huh?

Special mission.

Where to? Let me see.

Johannesburg, huh?

What makes you so suddenly decide?

Hey, Enzo, I've been
suspended, you know that.

I had time to think.

After all these years.

That's right, after all these years.

Wait, Marco. Marco, wait!

Go back, Enzo.

Wait!

Marco!

It's been over 20 years.

What you still hope to find?

I must know for sure.

About your father.

That's right.
But

Then at least I can live with it.

Marco, please, wait a moment.

Let me take you to the airport.

Wake up, sir. Wake up.

Wake up, sir.

We're approaching Johannesburg.

Would you kindly fasten your seatbelt?

Kindly fasten your seatbelt.

Thomas Valentino,

please come to the counter for the airway.

Passenger service counter
in the main lobby.

Yes? What can I do for you?

I'd like a room, please.

I may just be able to squeeze you in.

How long?

Couple of days.

You're here on holiday, then?

Though Botswana is a lovely country.

I'll show you the way.

Upstairs and to your right.

And who was that?

I don't know.

Mr. Gatti. Excuse me, Mr. Gatti?

Gatti.

I told you there was a resemblance.

Can't you see it? You blind or something?

You're neurotic, you know that?

Neurotic.

But he's been asking
questions around the place.

I don't care what you say.

I'm gonna tell Scotty.

I'm a goner, you know?

How far back the newspaper go?

As far back as the
Zulu War if you want it.

1959 is fine. August.

'59.

Oh yes. South of the Boer War.

Just a moment.

Here you are.

Won't do the moss any harm
to have a day off, would it?

16.

You remember Il Conte?

Il Conte? Yes.

Came from Rome.

Operated the only casino around here.

Went sour on him.

Read it for yourself.

You know, he shot a farmer

and got himself killed
afterwards.

The house of his, what happened to it?

Who's staying there?

No one. It's haunted.

Il Conte was a schmo, in fact

I'll borrow this.

Yes?

You've been
shootin' your big mouth off,

haven't you, love?

You're dead! You're dead!

You're dead! You're dead!

You're dead! You're dead!

Those remains that were
found were buried there.

Precious little, I'm afraid.

To bury a sinner like
Il Conte Luca Borelli

among the innocent and the redeemed

is to profane the lives of those

who have toiled in goodness.

Where did they bury him?

If you know
what's good for your health,

you'll leave Colburg
today and never come back.

Italians are bad news around here.

Come back.

Italians are bad news around here.

Brand new tire.

Not my day for saving money.

Ah, you could always win it
back in the place up the road.

I assume you are staying at Sun City.

The casino there is absolutely wonderful.

There was a casino
around here run by Borelli,

alias Il Conte.

I believe he was a murderer.

That was the official verdict, yes.

He was a good man. Kind.

Yeah, very kind.

He shot a farmer, he jumped into a van,

and he got himself killed.

And oh, his two kids.

He was a marvelous
father to those children.

As for killing anybody,

Il Conte was always scared
of any kind of violence.

Ya know, you're the first
person with a kind word for him.

Luca Borelli and I
weren't only neighbors,

we were good friends.

I could tell you some stories.

Who are you?

You could call me a
friend of the family.

I'll be around.

No. Enzo!

Marco!
Oh.

What are you doin' here, ya maniac?

Oh!

Enzo, you idiot.

How many times must I
tell you to stay away?

What are you doin' here?

Listen, your enthusiasm.

Your enthusiasm overwhelms me,

but I'm not as stupid as you think.

Uh-uh.
You see, I traced you here.

Oh yeah, you're very clever.

The only hotel in town.

What hotel? You call this hotel?

What a place. What a dump.

Marco.
Hey, Enzo.

Enzo, I'm here to work.

What the hell are you doing here?

Marco, I came here to help you.

Hmm.

You know you didn't find me here.

You come with me, eh?

I booked into the Sun City.

It's going to be useful.

Yeah, okay. I'll get the car.

Marco, why do you have
always to be such a pest?

A car. A car?

A car!

So, as a simple journalist,

I need to merge with the background.

Oh, now you're supposed
to be a journalist?

Sure, that's the way I learn things.

People talk.

Wearing a suit like that?

Hiring a private helicopter?

Marco, wait until you see those chicks.

Muah! Beautiful, beautiful.

Ah, some, some.

But don't worry. I'll show you.

Hey, look at that.

That Sun City, not bad, eh?

And there are some chicks.

Wait till you see them, you know?

Marco,

beautiful.
Come on, we're here

to do a job.
Beautiful.

Sun City, this is
Flight 009 on short final.

Let me see. Rosie.

Hey, Rosie! See you now.

Marco, what's the matter with you?

Come on, come and meet my great friend.

Come on.

Rosie best public relations,
the best in the world.

My friend Marco.
Good to meet you.

I hope you have a good time here.

You'll like this lady here.

I just told her that I'm
a vulgar newspaper man

looking for a story to finance my trip.

Most people try that on the
gambling tables, Mr. Gatti.

Yes, but I'm hoping that
the young lady you mentioned

might have what I'm looking for.

I'm sure she will.
Good.

Linda!

Hello, Mr. Gatti.

Call me Enzo, please, huh?

This is my best friend Marco.

Is he from Italy, too?

Afraid so, and like myself,

he's a compulsive drinker and gambler.

And he likes women very much.

Give us two cold beers.

Look, lady, my friend here told me

that you worked at Il Conte's place.

I wanna know what you know. You with me?

What about?

Everything. The whole setup.

Well, I mean, in those days
it was the only place to go.

Wasn't like here.

Three roulette tables, a bit of paint.

It was pretty good there at first.

Legal, too. Just over the border here.

All the rich farmers and
businessmen used to come across

and drink and gamble and

And?

Spend money.

You mean not just drinking and gambling?

I was very young.

It cost me my husband.

You don't appreciate?

It's all different.

No, but Enzo, listen,

if my father was so guilty,

then why put the cassette into my car?

Why slash my tire, huh?

Can you tell me?

And I tell you what, you
know, when there was a,

a car was chasing ours,
was chasing my father's van

just before the crash.

Marco, I would call the police.

Ah, listen, Enzo.
Call the police, yes.

Why don't you go back
Because

to your art gallery in Rome.
it's a terrible thing this,

you understand?
Huh?

Why don't you go back to
your jet-setting friends?

This is the kinda work
you'll never understand.

You are mad. You are mad.

You're a cop in Italy, not in Africa!

You know all their names?

Just about, sir.

I mean, you are the ostrich man,

the zebra man, the wildebeest, all this?

Uh-huh, all the animal.

Ah, that's fascinating.

How do you start a job like this?

Me?
Yeah.

I started when I was 12.

Eh, so young. In this place?

No, the old lion park near Colburg.

It's now closed down.

Colburg.

I bet you never knew a man
called Il Conte there, hmm?

My mother looked after his children.

We lived on his farm.

You knew Marco and his sister Luisa?

There was a terrible accident.

Tell me all about it.

I'm sorry.

What's it all about?

I must talk to you, it's
important. All right?

Whenever.
Where do you want to meet me?

Wherever you suggest.

Where's that?

10 kilometers going south.

Okay, I'll be there in an hour.

Marco, I was talking about
a guy who could help, okay?

He began to speak, but not enough.

Enzo, I want you to go back to Rome.

This is my business.

I'm sure he knows about the accident.

He's scared, but I make him
talk, gently, not like you.

Who is he?

You know, I'm not gonna tell you now.

I'll call you after when I
grease him with money, okay?

Hey, Scotty? He's been in again.

You said to keep you informed.

You say you were Il Conte's friend.

I'm an old man.

I have a nice little
business, a nice house.

So?

You say he wasn't
responsible for the killing.

Who was?

Il Conte was framed then. Who by?

Who are you afraid of, Mr. Van Heerden?

At least tell me this.

After my father and Luisa got killed,

what happened to the van?

I suppose it must still
be on Rolf Klein's estate.

Who?

Rolf Klein. He's the
owner of the old lion park.

All I know is Tony told him

to take the van away and lose it.

And that's all I know.

Tony Lapopoulos?

Yes, he talked Il Conte

into running the casino.

Il Conte worked as croupier in Rome

before he came over here.

His wife was dying. He needed money.

Was he the main boss?

If my father was just a figurehead?

I can't tell you any more.

You've told me very little.

Sorry. I can't, I can't.

Two and three and four.

And five and six and seven and eight.

And raise your arms.

Drop them down.

Mr. Lapopoulos, telephone, please!

And three and four.

And five and six, and don't slow down.

Now down we go.

What?
And touch our toes.

The old mineshaft?

And one and two.

Van Heerden?
Keep these straight.

You know what to do.
And five, six,

and seven and eight.
Give him a warning.

And nine, ten.
You already have?

And don't slow down.
All right, keep me informed.

Our bodies turn
Right.

left to right.

And one and two.

Hey, Moses.

Mr. Gatti.

Enzo, please.

Mr. Moses, I was thinking
about that accident,

you know, the lions and the van.

Sir, I don't like to talk about it.

How could the lions get at the van?

How, Moses?

It went off the road and
crashed into the game enclosure.

You mean the lions
were next to the road?

But that's dangerous, isn't it?

Yeah. We never put the
lions next to the road.

Why did you break the rule?

Why?

My boss said for me to
assist to remove the lions

from the main enclosure.

We had to hurry. It was getting dark.

Why would he want to do that?

Mr. Klein said the fence

of the lion enclosure needed fixing.

Needed fixing, huh, Moses?

At nighttime? But that's
very strange, Moses.

What the hell do you want?

Why can't you blokes leave me alone?

Were you expecting me?

Who fixed my father's brakes?

What do you mean?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I know you moved the lions.

Who told you to move the lions?

I don't know.

Who?
What you're talking about.

Who?

Tony.

Yes?

Tony Lapopoulos.

Got a call late one afternoon.

Said to move the lions, I didn't know why.

The boss was blackmailing me.

I had to. My wife was still alive.

Who killed the farmer
in Il Conte's house?

I don't know.
Who?

I think me and you are
going to the police.

But who's going to feed my lion?

Please, my lion, he's alone.

He'll starve. Please.

Mr. Gatti?

Yes?

You're enjoying your stay here?

Yes, I am. Why?

I see you're making friends
with some of our staff.

Oh, they are charming people, yes.

We employ them for their
charm, and also their discretion.

Discretion is very
important, don't you agree?

Oh, certainly I do. Yes.

My job is to be here
and watch such things.

And to continue watching.

I understand.

Good. My name is Lapopoulos.

What?

Tony Lapopoulos.

Oh. I will remember.

Good.
Ciao.

So, I delivered
Rolf Klein to the police.

Guess who's in charge there, Enzo?

Inspector Clouseau?

Captain Saba, the
same man who branded my father.

He still doesn't know who I am.

You know Marco,
I met Tony Lapopoulos.

He's not pleasant, Marco.

I'm sure he was giving me a warning.

Hang on. Does
he sound like this?

Today and never come back.

Italians are bad news around here.

No, that's not Lapopoulos.

Then whose voice is this?

Annie? Annie?

Where is she?

Annie, come.

It's like the good old days.

Go up there and do your stuff, darling.

Ooh, you almost look like

what fell off a Christmas tree.

I don't see what Tony expects to gain

from getting my wife to screw that eyetie!

Information, you bloke.

Oh. Yes?

Well, aren't you gonna ask a lady in?

What do you want?

Just a little chat.

♪ Have a limousine ♪

♪ 50 miles to nowhere ♪

Okay. Come in.

♪ Sunshine looks fine but
life has left me in the rain ♪

Sit down.

♪ Real big deal ♪

♪ But, baby, I just don't care ♪

♪ I know it's always ♪

Well?

Well, how about a drink?

Okay, lady, what do you want?

♪ Tax man's on my tail ♪

You know, you're really very attractive.

Come to the point.

What are you doing in
a dump like this anyway?

Why are you asking?

You've been here before.

Why do you wanna know?

Just that you remind me of the old days

when I was queen of the casino.

The casino here in Colburg?

Course.

I mean this place used to swing, you know.

Guys used to come from
Joburg, rich fellas.

We had a lot to offer.

I bet there was a lotta money around.

Plenty. And most of it
went through my hands.

Oh, musta made a lot of tips.

You bet. And I didn't come cheap.

Anyhow, all
our croupiers were lovely.

Well, I was their boss.

I also have brains.

Was Il Conte very pleased with you?

Him? He didn't know what
the hell was going on.

Tony, he used to know how to make money.

Tony Lapopoulos?

You know him?

He was the man with the ideas?

Mm, Il Conte just made
the place respectable,

in a suit and all.

Funny chap, but no balls.

Not like you.

You're so scary.

You're nice. I like you.

You know, there were a couple
of tricks I used to save

for special clients, and
you are special, baby.

♪ Sunshine was fine but life
has left me in the rain ♪

Listen, you.

I don't believe it.

I've laid guys that can
eat you for breakfast!

You don't know what you're up against.

Thanks for the information.

Come in.

Mr. Borelli Gatti again, Captain.

Show him in.

Still around, mister?

You are the policeman
who collected evidence

against Il Conte in 1959.

Mm, yes.

It was your evidence that got
him denounced as a murderer.

I don't like like your manner.

Witness A, Rolf Klein.

Did he tell you about the lions?

Exhibit A, taken from Il Conte's van,

which you claim to have
investigated thoroughly at the time.

A wide open bleed nipple like this

would drain the brakes
completely in a couple of pumps.

Exhibit B.

Threats issued against my person

by suspect yet to be identified.

If
you know what's good

for your health, you leave Colburg today

and never come back.

Italians are bad news around here.

You recognize that voice?

No, I don't.

Look, I suggest you get out of my office.

Captain, here's a list
of my findings so far.

Names of major suspects,
material witnesses,

and finally, Exhibit C, me!

Your investigation proved
that the Borelli children

were killed in the accident.

Yes.

So Marco Borelli lies buried
with his sister over there,

and that's a fact.

Yes or no?

The remains that could be found-

Yes or no, Captain?

Yes.

Captain Saba, you can
deny all the evidence

that I brought you here today.

You can ignore the prostitution,

the corruption you were too
blind at the time to see,

but one thing you cannot
deny, I'm Marco Borelli!

Il Conte's son.

Sergeant Harris.

Send a Telex to Italy.

I'd like to know more about
this Marco Borelli Gatti.

Let me fix that cocky bastard.

Don't be naive.

But it's as plain as the
nose on your face, Boss.

Borelli is Il Conte's son.

Don't bother me anymore
with this petty nonsense.

Let Tony take care of it.

But if he is Il Conte's
son and he pulled in Klein,

well, that could be dodgy.

So, have him arrested.

Let the captain have him deported.

I must tell you, Scotty, I'm very angry

that the man is still in town.

I got Annie to lay a
rape charge against him.

Did I do good, Boss?

Now, Mr. Ray, let's try again.

You were employed to take
pictures of the clients

with the female croupiers.

No! No.

Yes.

With cameras hidden in the cottage

that was used as a brothel.

No it wasn't.

No!

Yes it was.

Those photographs were later used

to blackmail the customers.

Isn't that correct?

No. No!

Who was doing the blackmailing
and ran the brothel?

Il Conte.

It was Tony! Tony Lapopoulos.

And my father was a front man.

Your father?

And who killed the farmer
they say he murdered?

I don't know. No!

I don't know, I swear. I swear.

So why go to his room at all?

Well, how was I know
he was gonna fling me

on the bed and rip my clothes off

and do all those sorta things?

Are you prepared to submit
to a doctor's examination?

Haven't I suffered enough?

I'm surprised at Mr.
Borelli's excess energy.

The big bastard raped me.

And you think it's funny?

If you persist in
this serious allegation,

I shall have to call
him in for questioning,

but it does seem rather
a rape of convenience.

I find myself wondering why.

A girl isn't safe to walk in the streets

in this town anymore.

Bring him in. He's an animal.

Sergeant Harris.

We have to bring in Marco Borelli Gatti.

Borelli?

Yes.

On what charge, sir?

Rape. The victim has just walked out.

Well, Mr. Borelli, you've
saved us having to find you.

Yeah.

Charge this one, too. Extortion.

Obscene photography.

Sergeant.

What's going on?

You are going on a charge of rape.

Annie.

Annie?

Take a look at those negatives.

As you can see, the poor rape
victim was in great demand.

I'm sure some local
gentlemen'll be relieved

to hear that this filth will be destroyed.

That is yours?

I think we'll have to
drop the rape charge.

In spite of Annie's affidavit?

Mr. Ray, would you like to lay

an assault charge on this man?

I certainly would. Look at my face!

Sergeant, take both
these men to the cells.

Very clever, but I haven't got the time.

Let him go, Sergeant.

Van Heerden?

Ah, it's you.

Yeah, it's me.

I've got a message for
you from Mr. Lapopoulos.

Message?

It appears
you've become a threat

to the whole operation.

Me?

Yeah, you.

Come here.

If Borelli shows up again,

fix a time and a place to meet him.

Then phone this number
and tell somebody there.

Remember, it's his head or yours.

Enjoying yourself?

I was until you came.

Well, did you find the photographer?

Yes, I did.

And?

And my father was wronged badly, Enzo.

And the bastards are running scared now.

Marco, be careful, huh?

Why don't you leave it to the police?

Police. Do me a favor.

They're after me. They're desperate.

Hey, why don't you go home, eh?

You've done your bit.

I know, I know.

I'm not as strong as
you are, baby, but look,

you're gonna end up in shit

and my money might pull you out of it.

If I land up in that shit as you put it,

no money of yours or anybody else's

is gonna get me out of it.

Hey Enzo, you're the
best friend I ever had.

I never ask you for
anything, but I ask you now.

Okay, just tell me.

If that bunch of bastards
force me to go too far

then Saba's gonna put me in.

Don't let it happen.

I mean, I don't understand
going too far. What?

I can't stop now. You know me, Enzo.

That's why I ask you for the promise.

Okay, okay. What can I do?

Me in jail.

Sergeant Harris?

Yes, sir.

Our Mr. Marco Borelli is a
top international policeman.

I suggest we ease it, Sergeant.

You understand?

Yes, sir.

I put Annie Brinkman in cell two.

She's screening for an attorney.

Have you typed Rolf Klein's statement?

Yes, sir.

We still haven't got enough
to pull in Lapopoulos.

Just as well. We're
running short of cells.

Yes?

Oh, it's you, Borelli.

I mustn't talk to you anymore.

Yeah, okay. At my house.

Okay. I'll be there.

I'm pleased you phoned, Mr. Van Heerden.

You know what to do when he arrives,

and do make sure a window is open.

The roulette made an
encouraging profit last week.

Blackjack wasn't so good.

Maybe we need some more tables.

Hey, Boss?

We're busy, Scotty, if you don't mind.

Did they get Borelli yet?

No.

Have you spoken to
the others like I said?

Well, everybody who worked
for the boss in the old days-

50 years to get it into your small skull

that Tony was the boss and not me.

Well-
Well nothing.

Just remember, remember
I'm only a businessman.

Nothing more.

Boss, I think you ought to
know that Steven Ray's talked.

Rolf Klein and Annie, they're inside.

And Jimmy, they'll turn him.

I see that Mr. Borelli needs
some of my special attention.

That won't be necessary, not yet.

What about the Black?

Who?

Il Conte's old maid.

I saw her son yakking
to that eyetie geezer.

They still live at Borelli's place.

Do they? Indeed.

Get up, move.

Come on, come on.

Listen, I need you to
be in the car with me.

No.
No?

I need a fix.

You haven't earned one yet.

You want it to rough again, huh?

Please. Please!
Huh?

Please!
Huh?

Now you know what to do.

Keep a watch out, and press
the hooter if anyone arrives.

You were nanny to Il Conte's
children, were you not?

Who are you?

A friend of his from the old days.

Il Conte's dead, and he was a good man.

Were you here
the night it happened?

I remember you.

I saw you at this car the night he died.

You were hiding outside my master's house.

I remember you.

I remember you.

Here's my son coming home now.

Ma,.

Hello. Good afternoon, sir.

To the point, quick.

Move. Move.

Go on, go.

No!

Don't do this! No!

Not this, please!

Oh, Marco. Come in.

Jack is expecting you.

It's him, dear.

Drink?

You shouldn't have come.

Tell me, Mr. Van Heerden.

Tell me about the night

when my father and sister got killed,

the farmer, everything.

I used to keep the
books at the old casino.

Anyway, that afternoon I
was working at Tony's house

when the farmer came in.

He was a gutsy fellow and mad as hell.

Who runs this outfit? You?

No, Mr. Lapopoulos, sir.

You can't just barge in like that.

Some little shit's just
showed me pictures of me

with some whoring little croupier
at your so-called casino!

Nobody blackmails me!

I see you all in hell first!

I've honestly no idea
what you're talking about.

Pictures?

Yeah, pictures. Photos of
me in the raw and active.

He demanded money for the negatives!

This is extremely serious.

I suggest you see the owner.

Who the hell's he?

Mr. Borelli. I just can't believe this.

If this is true-

You can bet your life it's true!

Here's his address,
then. 14.

He's always home by eight.

I should be there if I were you.

I will be.

Boss? Big trouble.

That farmer we just sent
pictures to, he's raving mad.

Yeah, seems no way of stopping him.

He'll blow the whole thing tonight.

Sure, I stalled.

Told him to see Il Conte.

Mm, eight o'clock tonight.

I figured you'd find a way. Okay.

That was the first time that I knew

that there was a third man,

that Lapopoulos

wasn't the boss anymore
than your father was,

that he was taking orders
from somebody else.

At around about eight o'clock I heard Tony

pick up the phone again.

I was still shocked about the farmer,

but what Tony shouted into the
phone made by blood run cold.

I'm going out. Lock up.

I had to warn your father,
make him run for his life.

I didn't realize that this was precisely

what Tony wanted me to do,

that the whole thing was an emergency plan

to get rid of the farmer and
Il Conte before they found out.

I just overheard Tony on the phone.

He's sending someone to kill
you right now, the kids, too.

Yes, for God's sake,
Luca, get out of there.

Take them and get away.

The next thing I knew,

I was driving towards the
old lion park on my way home.

I was watching out for your car

when I noticed a big hole in the fence.

I stopped.

I don't know why, I didn't think.

I just moved forward.

I saw you there. I thought you were dead.

I picked you up and then
I heard those noises,

saw those eyes.

I bundled you into my car.

I was scared to death.

Rolf Klein was through.

You woke up screaming bloody murder.

We had to sedate you.

My wife took care of you while I

While I arranged to have
you smuggled to Italy then.

They would've killed you for sure.

Well, thanks.

Now, who shot the farmer
and fixed my father's brakes

before your well-meant
warning sent him to his death?

All I know is it wasn't Tony Lapopoulos.

He left just before I did.

And there's only one other person.

The man Tony Lapopoulos takes orders from.

Who is he?

Jack. Jack.

Jack.

He died in his own trap, lady.

Murderer. Murderer!

Yes. Yes, I've got that.

Yes, I'll tell him.

Sir, a call on the Van
Heerden murder. Borelli.

He says, Don't jump to
the wrong conclusions

like you did before.

What's he mean?

Nevermind. Let's get out there.

Boss, this is the first
time I've seen you here. Why?

Discretion, Tony.

Where's the nuisance?

The one in the white jacket. Enzo Gatti.

Hmm, he doesn't look too dangerous.

He's a fly that needs swatting, no more.

That Captain Saba, though,

he's getting to be a bit of a nuisance.

I want him off my back.

Don't panic. My
attorneys are on their way.

Our people will be out
of jail anytime now.

Where's Scotty?

Outside.

Bring him in, and invite Mr. Gatti

for some exercise in the gym.

Get Linda to phone him and tell him

she's got some useful information.

The way things are
going, Mr. Borelli's neck

will be gracing the end of
a rope before Christmas.

19 to the quarter maximum.

19 To the quarter maximum.

No more bets. Thank you.

19 red, 19.

To the right.

And one and two, legs are straight.

And five and six and seven and eight.

And nine and ten, eleven and twelve.

And don't slow down.

Our chins are up.

And one and two and three and four

and five and six and seven and sit.

Now round and round, the elbows move.

One and two and three and four

and five and six and don't slow down.

Nine and ten, eleven and twelve.

Down! Again.

One and two and three and
four and five and six,

and don't slow down.

And nine and ten, eleven and twelve.

You bastard.

He's not gonna last long.

Enzo?

The pigs.

Who, Enzo?

Tony. Scotty.

I'll get you with doctor.

I'll be all right.

Enzo, I have to go back to the house.

Maria and Moses must be in danger.

I'll be back.

Lapopoulos. Danger.

I'll get him.

Oh.

I want you to wear this.

You are going to have a
very interesting evening.

You killed him!

How could you?

Daddy-
I didn't kill him!

No, Daddy, you killed him!

No, get outside!

Daddy, let me go!

Daddy, no!

Daddy, you killed him.

Daddy, let me go! Daddy!

Are they gonna hit us?

No, no.

Can you stop up there?

They're gonna hit us!

It'll be all right, I'm telling you.

Luisa!

Daddy, stop, please! Daddy!

Please stop the van. Daddy?

Daddy, please, stop!

Please, Daddy!
Stop it!

Please stop.

Daddy, you killed him.

My brother, I can't find him.

I can't find my brother.

Okay, okay, okay.

Daddy.

Daddy!

Okay, now I've told
you 10 times what to do.

You sure you've got it?

For the last time, when
he comes out of the house,

I want you to be as far away
from the door as possible.

Don't come anywhere near the
door, do you understand me?

Okay, go now.

Yes?

I'm sorry to bother you,

but I've lost my way from Sun City

and I've run out of petrol.

I was wondering if there
was a phone I could use.

No, sorry, there's no phone.

Oh, uh, well, please can't you help me?

I mean, I'm stuck out there all on my own.

Well, come in.

Thank you, very kind of you.

I'm going to Sun City
anyway. I'll give you a lift.

Wait here.

My wife will look after you.

I can't believe it.

I still don't believe it. Not my Jack.

Believe me, Mrs. Van
Heerden, it was not Borelli.

Right. I'm ready.

You remind
me of somebody long ago

in my previous life.

What's your name?

What's yours?

Let's go.

I must see a sick friend.

No! Don't!

You bitch!

Captain Saba, I've done it
all the time all your way,

by the book, and this is the result.

What the hell?

From now on, I'm gonna
do it my way, all the way.

As a policeman, Lieutenant,

I don't have to tell you that
once you go over that line,

I will be the one getting you.

Like you got my father who
was framed like I was tonight?

Who's this?

Something else you missed
at the time, Captain,

my sister Luisa, full of drugs,

sent as a decoy to set me up.

Lapopoulos! You bastard.

Your boss, the one with
the Mercedes. Where is he?

Get lost.

Where is he?

Where? Where?

Old casino.

Why don't we get right away, Boss?

Run, Scotty?

Well, Borelli.

If the police haven't caught
him yet, they soon will.

In the meantime we shall
merely lie low for awhile.

Yeah, but he's tricky.
I wouldn't be so sure.

When it's all settled,
we can return to business.

Okay then, let's get him.

Remember how it used to
be in the old days, Boss?

Great days.

Who do you think got rid
of Van Heerden, Scotty?

Search me.

And who shot the farmer
in Il Conte's house?

And the two Blacks?

When it came to the killings,

none of you were ever involved.

The result is that we are both
still clean, and still free.

Funny, 20 years ago I was
Luisa's gallant rescuer.

Yesterday

I'm gonna miss the bitch.

Oh, come on, Boss.

Let's have a good old giggle, huh?

Now then. Now then!

Madame, monsieur.

Place your bets. 27 black.

Come on, you bastard.

This is where you get yours, huh?

Let me go, you big bastard!

Please, no.

You've got the wrong man!

Please, no. Please, no!

You've got the wrong-

The wrong man!

And never come back.

Italians are bad news around here.

An ambulance, hurry up.

Yes. Yes!

Enzo, I got the bastard. The Greek.

He did all the killing.

Enzo.

Marco.

Police are coming for you.

I know.

Marco, I'll see you at home.

I'll see you at home.

Marco Borelli, I
arrest you on the charge

of capital murder.

Get the ambulance.