All language subtitles for Death Falls Lightly 1972 1080p BluRay FLAC2

- Is His Honor home?
- Yes, but he's resting.

I must speak with him at once,
it's a matter of the utmost urgency.

But it is barely eight
o'clock in the morning.

- Yeah, but it can't wait.
- Stop, where are you going?

Your Honor!
- What the hell is going on?

Oh. It's you, Darica.

What's happened
to you?

Something terrible
has happened.

- Make us some coffee, please.
- At once, Your Honor.

Come on,
tell me everything.

Last night,
Irina was...

murdered.
- Murdered? What are you saying?

Someone killed my wife.

She was heinously murdered, I came
home and saw her body on the floor.

Her throat was...

My God...

- You were in Milan?
- Yes.

- When did you get back?
- Why? What do you mean?

Well...

I just got back,
you know that.

- Have you called the police?
- What am I, insane?

Your Honor, you don't seem
to realize the situation I'm in.

A nice mess.

A nice
mess, indeed.

Yes indeed, a
really nice mess.

I cannot wait
a minute longer.

You must find me an alibi as soon
as possible, do you understand?

Calm down.
Calm down and relax.

What time was it when you got home?
- Well, about half past five.

- Did you meet anyone?
- No, no.

- Tenants, passersby, night watchmen?
- No, not a living soul.

That's a
good thing.

We'll make sure someone
discovers the murder.

- Here's the coffee.
- Make yourself comfortable, please.

- Who did you see in Milan?
- Why are you asking me that?

You know very
well who I met.

I'm not talking about
them, I mean other people.

- Here.
- No, no, thank you.

- Did you travel by car?
- Yes.

- Alone?
- Yes, of course.

Look, you're missing
the damn point.

I'm not here
to be questioned,

I told you I
need a damn alibi.

And I'm trying to
help you with that.

Lowlife.

This is how you treat
a friend of friends, huh?

I'll ruin
you for good.

I'll destroy you.

A nice mess.

Given the situation that had
developed between you and your wife,

good luck convincing the
police that you didn't kill her.

Now listen
to me.

Let's make one thing clear.
I don't want to go to jail,

and if I do, it certainly won't
be for the murder of my wife.

I can drop a lot of
names to the cops.

Now cut the small talk and stop wasting...
- Calm down, calm down.

Relax.
- You better get busy, Your Honor.

You'd better.

- Calm down.
- Mark my words!

Meanwhile you better stay
hidden for a couple days at least.

And where am I supposed
to stay hidden, huh?

Where
can I go?

Certainly not with our friends,
assuming that's what they are.

Meet me at the junction
of Via Flaminia in an hour.

Did you come
here by car?

- Yes.
- Good.

Attorney Savara?

Giorgio...

When did you arrive?
- Early this morning.

Unfortunately Liz, I'm afraid
something has happened.

Something terrible.

Something terrible.

My wife was murdered last night.
- By god...

- Good thing you were outside Rome or...
- Yes, all right, but...

There's a
problem, Liz.

I was out of town but
I don't have an alibi.

But why an alibi?
Do you need one?

Perhaps the cops
already suspect you.

Husbands are always
the first to be suspects.

Excuse me, you were in Milan last
night, your friends can testify to that.

No, look...

look Liz, it's
not that simple.

Those...

None of those
people will testify.

But why wouldn't they?
You were with them.

Giorgio, why can't they testify?
- I'll tell you later.

I can't explain
it to you now.

I don't
get any of it.

Are you in
danger of being...

Giorgio, I don't want to lose you.
- Don't worry, my dear.

Don't worry, I went to
my attorney this morning.

He will surely find a way
to get me out of this mess.

Get up
now, come on.

We need to
leave at once.

- Leave? Where are we going?
- I don't know yet.

My attorney
will decide that.

- I love you, Giorgio.
- I love you too.

Now get dressed.

How was
she murdered?

It must have been a homicidal
maniac, the police will catch him.

You'll see, dear.

Homicidal maniacs
always commit some slip-up.

No,

I took the interstate, the
turnpike makes me sleepy.

That means no toll booth
attendant could have seen you.

Some regular people certainly
saw you last night in Milan.

Well?
- No.

You must have at least stopped
for coffee, cigarettes or gas.

Try to remember.

Listen,
I said no.

Nowadays every
place is full of people.

We must find a witness, I hope you
realize the situation can turn real bad.

Try to remember.
- I didn't see anyone and vice versa.

Enough with this
grilling, will you.

I'm trying
to help you.

I don't enjoy talking like
a cop at all, believe me.

You should have
taken her to Milan.

Yeah, but you know perfectly
well why I didn't take her with me.

You know very well
what I went to do in Milan.

God, what
a massacre...

- What are you...? Have you gone mad?
- You're the mad one!

Can't you see those
people are still alive?

Someone else will help them, we
can't put ourselves at risk, you know that.

But what kind
of person are you?

I won't let them die
in the middle of the road!

Have you forgotten your
situation? Close the door, quick!

Close it!

Wait.

Give me
the suitcase.

- Hurry.
- Let's go.

Hurry, before
someone Sees us.

I got the keys from a colleague
who handled the hotel bankruptcy.

Eh, there's
no lights?

Don't worry, there must
be some candles around.

- We should have brought a flashlight.
- What about water?

There is water.

How many rooms
are there in this hotel?

Eighty.

You'll stay on the fifth
floor, it's the best kept one.

No need to tidy up, you will
stay here a couple of days.

- Liz?
- Open the window, but not the shutters.

Why did you bring her along?
- Take a guess.

You've always
been a stud,

you've found a way to earn a lot of
money and only think about enjoying life.

Look who's talking.

The difference between us is
that I want to make it in politics.

Do you have any idea how much my
political campaign is costing me this year?

- Why should I care?
- Sure, it doesn't concern you.

But now with this mess of yours, I
feel the ground crumbling under my feet.

Oh come on attorney,
don't wear it out.

You know who
you have to turn to.

Spend whatever you need
and bribe whoever you want.

Otherwise, you can just forget your
elections and all your political ambitions.

Is that clear?

Did you
kill your wife?

No.

You know that we
can find out everything.

This situation is riskier
for you than it is for me.

Keep your cool, you
don't need to worry.

I promise to get back to you as
soon as possible with good news.

But you must not do
anything to compromise us.

Go now, come on.

I'll keep my cool.

- Has he left?
- Yeah, he's gone.

What a guy. He didn't
even bother to say goodbye.

Well, what do you want?
That's just the way he is.

Blackmailing
son of a bitch...

He should be
kissing my ass.

Damn, the
grime is all over.

This place
IS so dusty.

I'll help you clean it.
- Don't worry, I'll do it alone.

This weekend is going
to last a week, at least.

No, I don't think so.
That lawyer is pretty clever.

We'll be out of here in a
couple days, you'll see.

- In this darkness? We'll get moldy.
- We won', relax.

I bet being here together
IS going to be a lot of fun.

Since you've decided to clean up a
little, I'm going to take a look around.

Giorgio...

Don't go, I'm scared.
- Scared? Of what?

This hotel
isn't haunted.

Giorgio,
I beg you.

Come back soon.

All right, honey. I'll
look for some candles.

Eighty rooms...

Damn, the place
still looks new.

As soon as I get this
matter taken care of,

I'm going to buy this hotel
and turn it into a brothel.

It's perfect.

It's tailor-made
for my connections.

I'll show them
how to make money...

- The others?
- They've gone.

You have to do a better job, the
forensic guys are right to be mad at you.

The position of the body shows
that the victim fell after being hit.

Have you taken
all the pictures yet?

"To my wife, with love."

No traces of semen.

Have you got all that down?
- Yeah, of course.

Come on, let's hurry up and
go examine the other rooms,

I don't want to get a
lecture from the boss.

Find someone
to open this door.

Take note, the living room
appears to be in perfect order.

Scared you good, huh?

You are a
lovely coward.

I'd like to speak with
Commissioner De Carmine.

Yes, thank
you, I'll wait.

Hello?

Yes, yes,
put him through.

Hello, my
illustrious friend.

Magrini, dear friend,
how are you doing?

Likewise, I
can't complain.

We are always busy,
as you can imagine.

By the way, how's your
political campaign going?

I'm sure you're going
to make it, you old fox.

No, don't bother,
I'll come to you.

I'll be there
in a few minutes.

I don't want to inconvenience
a big shot such as yourself.

All right, bye.

I wonder what
the hell he wants...

Hello? Get
my car ready.

Anyone needs me, I'll
be back in two hours.

- Forgive me, Giorgio.
- Yeah, don't worry about it.

Sorry, dear, I just thought
about it for a moment.

Maybe it's because we
ran off in such a hurry.

I feel so confused...
- All right, let it go, over.

I want to make it clear once
and for all, I'm not my wife's killer!

Is that clear? So
stop saying that!

Don't even think
that, you got it?

I cannot tolerate that...
- Yes, I promise you.

Okay.

Does it upset you
if I mention her?

Yes, of course, it
really bothers me!

And I don't see any
need to even bring it up!

I had a bad dream
the other night.

We were at home,
just you and me.

We were
making love.

At that
point I woke up.

I felt her hands on
my neck all day long.

Do you get such
strange dreams often?

You should take
notes and write a book.

It'd
be a hit.

- I'm scared for you, Giorgio.
- No, darling, don't worry about me.

Everything will end
soon and happily.

It's in
their interest.

Your Honor?
Honorable Mr. Magrini?

- What is it?
- Your Honor!

Excuse me,
Your Honor?

- See you tomorrow, Your Honor.
- Thank you very much.

- I'm coming.
- Sorry to bother you.

Good morning, Your Honor.
- Good morning.

- Have you read the papers?
- No, I do that in the evening.

Why? Has
something happened?

The police are
already after Darica.

If they find out where you hid him,
I'll have your head cut off, understood?

Would you believe this...

racking my
brains, dammit.

What's our
current situation?

I've set him up in a safe place, but I
think we shouldn't waste any more time.

You must get
him to confess.

Darica will never confess to a
crime he didn't commit to save us.

Are you really
sure he didn't do it?

He can drive a car at 180 an hour but
falls apart because of some nonsense.

I can't vouch
for him, you know?

We found ourselves one
hell of a troublemaker.

I knew it,
sooner or later...

But this kind of mishap
could've happened to anybody.

Did you talk
to De Romanis?

- Yes, I did.
- Good.

You did just right to
tell him, meanwhile...

See those two jerks?

Such fine
politicians!

I've often wondered
if you're with me

because you love me or
because you like me just enough.

Where are
the batteries?

They're in the
suitcase pocket.

Ah.

Here they
are, you're right.

- Will you please listen to me?
- Of course I'm listening. Go on.

Tell me.

Remember when we
met at Andrea's party?

Yeah,
I sure do.

It's already
been two years.

You courted me
mercilessly that night.

You told me you
were a big shot.

But you never told me
what kind of big shot you are.

I think I'd have a right to
know more, don't you think?

Don't you have anything
else to think about?

But what else have
I got to think about?

What more do you need? You
have a car, a house, money...

You have everything a
woman like you could desire.

And, most importantly, you have a
man who is trying to make you happy.

A man who has
never hurt your feelings.

Maybe that
isn't it?

1 get it, you
don't trust me.

It's me who doesn't get what's
going on in your head, bloody hell.

How are
you, my friend?

Oh, I'm so
glad to hear that.

Listen, are you still in touch
with that friend of yours,

that theater director?

Sure, sure I do, Your Honor.

I'm at your
complete disposal.

Of course,
my respects.

A PLAY BY
THE COFFIN THEATER COMPANY

Hello?

Yes, right away.

Malvestiti?

- Who is it?
- Mr. Caronia.

- Hello?
- How you doin', Malvestiti?

Good.

Listen, have you been
working on any plays lately?

We're finishing the
last rehearsals of a play

that we're going
to stage this Saturday.

It's a psychological giallo with
an interesting plot, you'll see.

Great. My best
wishes to you, then.

You'll be among the
guests of honor, naturally.

Hey, I need to ask you
for a favor, Malvestiti.

It's a delicate matter, I
can't tell you over the phone.

Yes, I'd better
come to you.

All right, I'll meet you
at the theater right away.

Alright, I'll be
waiting. See you later.

This jerk's phone calls
always mean trouble...

Let's see
what happens.

Pass it.

Is this
flick Italian?

Yeah, Italy produces more of these
than Sweden and Denmark combined.

Want some?

I'm tired of this...

What time is it?

I don't know, the
watch has stopped.

Time is just
standing still...

It's afternoon, I guess.
- Check out the sun, will you?

We're trapped,
it's not possible.

We're locked
in from all sides.

You checked
all the doors, huh?

We're two mice,
a male and a female,

there's nothing left to
do but breed like crazy.

Given your virilty, we
could set up a breeding farm.

Do you even realize
how dumb you sound?

How the hell did I
end up with you?

You still trust that
imbecile attorney of yours!

- Sure, I trust the man.
- We're stuck in here!

- Good idea you had!
- Knock it off already!

I'm already pissed
off on my own,

without you spouting
off all these stupid ideas.

What do you expect me to
do? To remain calm and quiet?

I can't take this
anymore, do you get it?

If you're not the murderer...
- What did you say?!

I knew it, you still can't get all
those doubts out of your head.

What happens if they
can't find you an alibi?

You'll go to jail, and
I'll end up as a hooker!

Enough, I said!

Liz! Liz, stop!

Liz!

Liz!

Calm down Liz!
- I want to leave!

I want to leave!
- Calm down, I beg you!

- No! No!
- Stop! Cut it out!

Have you gone mad?
- I want to leave!

- We'll leave! We'll leave!
- Let go of me! Let go of me!

Stop it!

Let me go!

- Stop it!
- Let go of me! Let go of me!

No!

Let me go...
- Calm down.

No, no,
let go of me...

- Calm down.
- Stop this...

Stop...
- It's okay, Liz.

Try to relax.

Relax.

Like that.

Good.

Calm down.

Feeling better?

I understand how you feel.

You're right, darling.

I owe you
an explanation.

It's only fair.

Now listen.

I want you to relax
and listen to me.

You promise me?

Good.

They have to save me.

The lawyer is in as
much trouble as I am.

In fact, more than me.

And above
him, there are...

There are so many big shots
involved you can't even imagine.

Why should I confess to
a murder I didn't commit?

To protect the reputation
of those sons of whores?

I won't.

My task is transporting
drugs for them.

The business
is worth billions.

This money is used for their political
campaigns, and to keep many people quiet.

But more importantly,
this money becomes capital

for investing in businesses and industries
protected by their political contacts.

There you
go, Liz.

Now you know everything.

Give me a cigarette.

Had they stuck to their
usual shrewd methods,

they'd have
killed me right away.

They haven't
done it yet, so

that means they prefer
to keep me out of trouble.

They need me.

How could I
have missed that?

Did your
wife know?

No, she didn't
know anything.

I couldn't tell anyone.

She never asked how
you made all that money?

Of course.

She asked me a few times, so I
told her I was a sales representative.

All she wanted was
to divorce me, though.

I made her happy by
immediately filing legal paper.

Giorgio, you didn't tell me
you were about to divorce her.

Yeah, I was going to tell
you after it was all settled.

I was waiting for the
ruling to surprise you.

I'm not going
to marry you.

Getting married
IS just a mistake.

It all ended right
after we got married.

I love you.

Liz!

What's wrong with you?

Why did you scream?

Someone...

someone was in the room.
- It must have been a dream.

There's nobody here, it
must have been a nightmare.

There's no
one here.

Look,
there's nob...

No, Giorgio...

Here it's only us.

No, there's someone else, I
saw a shadow running away.

You stay here, don't move under
any circumstances, lock the door.

Understand?

- I'm going to have a look around.
- No, please!

Don't leave me alone!
- Do as I say, Liz.

Don't be scared,
I'll be right back.

Is someone
there?

Did I hit
you too hard?

I'm sorry.

I forgot we
had guests.

I mistook
you for a thief.

I killed my wife
and I don't regret it.

Her jealousy had
made my life unbearable.

I'm the
owner of this hotel.

Don't worry, I won't
implicate you in the murder.

Come, come
with me now.

- I'm here because...
- Yes, you're a friend of Attorney Savara.

Come, lend
me a hand.

Did you hear me?

We're both in
the same boat.

Isn't that so?

Hurry up and
don't make a sound.

She's over
there, follow me.

Hurry up.

Bring me that
chest over there.

What are
you waiting for?

I'll help you.

Careful.

The back
door, hurry.

Let's do it.

Go, go.

Careful and
don't swing it.

Let's put it
down for a second.

Wait.

The coast is clear.

Let's put it on that trolley.

Easy.

There, like that.

Let's go, come on.

Keep going.

That joke about the
begging politician was funny!

Go on.

Do you know a good
one about Herod or Pilate?

Was Jesus an
anarchist, by the way?

- No way.
- But they arrested him.

- They hate pacifists.
- Damn, we need a revolution!

- The system stinks to high heaven!
- Fuck the system!

They should start by getting rid
of all those useless oxygen-suckers!

Speaking of which,
they're stealing our air!

And our sea is
filled with shit!

- Good evening.
- Good evening to you.

Have you got a light?

You guys
moving?

No. We're going
to bury a corpse.

Nice, nice,
get on with it.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

Come on,
time to carry on.

A lot of freaking jokers around
even at this time of night...

Come on,
climb down.

Grab a shovel,
let's cover it.

No one will
find her here.

Now she belongs to the
Sisters of the Blessed Virgin.

Marisa,
my beloved.

Come, Mr. Darica, time
to make a toast to love.

But we aren't
finished yet...

Later. We have
the whole night.

Liz.

Something...

Something
terrible happened.

The owners
are downstairs.

The owners of this hotel.
- Are you sure of this?

Yes, of course I am.

I spoke to them.

I spoke to them.

Then your
attorney lied.

He said the
hotel was empty.

They're
husband and...

and wife.

No, the
wife he killed.

She's dead.

He slit
her throat.

I...

I buried
her corpse.

Giorgio, we must
leave immediately.

No, no, it's
not possible.

No, Liz.

We can't
possibly leave.

I'm
staying here.

Let's get dressed.

They're
waiting for us.

They're waiting
for us? To do what?

They want
to talk to us.

And drink whiskey.

A toast
to love.

Are you sure about
this? Think for a minute.

I won't believe it
until I see them.

All right,
I'll get dressed.

Giorgio...

You were right.

There's someone
in the hallway.

But who
are you?

Where did
you come from?

I'm Adele.

I am the daughter of the hotel owner, the
man who was with you a few minutes ago.

But
you're alive?

What about the others
under contract? Are they alive?

Are you certain
you're actually alive?

Giorgio!

Now go, that's your
woman looking for you.

No, there's
nobody here.

But I heard
you speaking.

And who was
I speaking to?

- Do you have a fever?
- Stop treating me

as if I was a madman.

Giorgio, where
are you? Giorgio?

I'm here,
calm down.

Why are you shaking like
this? Wait, I'll get the lighter.

Where are they?

They're expecting
us in the lounge.

I guess...

God, I feel sick...

Giorgio, they could
at least show up.

Hey, where are you?

Come meet us!

I beg you, let's lock
ourselves in our room!

Try to
calm down.

Come to think of it,
I'll go look for them.

Take
the lighter.

PRIVATE

No, I don't believe in ghosts.

They don't exist.

They have
never existed.

I'm not crazy. I heard
Giorgio talking to someone.

Why did
he deny it?

Liz!

Where are you?

Liz, where are you?

Why are you
looking for her?

What do you
want from her?

Where is she?

She's using her arts of seduction
to take Adolfo away from me.

Where is she?

They're in one of the
eighty rooms of the hotel,

making love, I guess.
- You're mad.

- Making love, you get that?
- No...

- Love.
- You're insane, all of you!

Crazy, us? Did you take
a good look in the mirror?

Why are you so distraught?

You look like you
have something to hide.

Find that parasite of
yours and take her away.

Just leave us in peace.

Liz?

Liz!

Where are you?

I'm looking
for my wife.

Do you know
where I can find her?

Your wife?

But wasn't your
wife murdered?

How do
you know that?

I heard my father telling
the woman he has with him.

Did he say that
I'm the murderer?

No, he
didn't say that.

But where am I?

When...

Where are we?

Look at me.

You see me,

tell me what I look like.
- Do you want to know if you're human?

Answer me!

Me, how do I appear?

Can you see
the way I look?

Answer me!

Of course I can
see the way you look,

but I can't tell if you
lack something inside.

But...

I don't understand
anything anymore.

I'm going mad.

Hey, would you
hand me that robe?

Did you hear me? Would
you hand me that robe?

There, there,
it's on the chair.

Where has
reality gone?

You are taking a bath
in the middle of the night,

in this
absurd room.

Meanwhile,
your father...

Your father...

My father killed my mother.

You helped him
bury her body.

Was it a
nice funeral?

It will be a perfect crime if
you didn't leave any fingerprints.

- That woman with your father...
- That bitch.

She must have told you
that my father and Liz

are making love in one of
the eighty rooms of the hotel.

You feel bad about it, huh?

Yes.

Yes.

But you...

How do you
know all this?

Do you
love her?

Maybe.

I don't know.

But where are they?
- That I do not know.

Even if I knew, what would
you do? Would you kill me?

What's the use, she can go
with as many men as she wants,

but she'll always
come back to you.

You can't
get rid of her.

Now what
do you want?

Now I want you to tell
me what's going on in here.

Answer me.

Answer me!

I want
to know.

Ask yourself nothing and
you will escape your anguish.

Since my father is making love to your
woman, why don't you make love to me?

Come into my arms,
I'm alive to love you.

Liz?

Liz?

What do
you want?

So you're the ghost
walking down the hallway.

Who the
hell are you?

What's going on?

I saw Giorgio coming out of this room,
what were you two doing together?

Giorgio is my kind of man,
he makes love wonderfully.

I had never made love with
a killer, his blood is different,

hotter.

Giorgio is
not a murderer.

He didn't
kill his wife.

How do
you know?

Did he
tell you that?

I can't believe a real man
like him would trust you.

What do you
want from him?

Leave Giorgio alone or else!
- Or else what?

What are
you going to do?

Going to the
police is useless.

I know
the truth.

Can't you see it's time to
step aside and leave us alone?

Go away!

Hello, Mr. Darica.

I haven't
done anything!

I swear I haven't
done anything!

They committed a
massacre over there!

They're all dead,
I saw the bodies!

But I didn't do
anything! I didn't kill them!

You only
committed one crime.

Your wife.
- No, it's not true! No!

No, no...

- Come on, confess.
- No! It's not true!

It's not true...

No...

No!

Keep an eye on him.

He hasn't
confessed.

I guarantee he
sounded sincere.

You made me try my
way, but I was wrong.

Well, you've turned
him into a nervous wreck.

It doesn't mean
you failed, but...

Come.

You did end up
with a good result.

Look here.

The cut looks the same as the
wound on the body of Darica's wife.

You mean that...

Darica had a bloodstained razor
in his hand while he leaving the hotel.

It was the razor used
to simulate Liz's murder.

Adolfo dropped it; Darica
picked it up while fleeing.

No, he
didn't drop it.

That element was part of your
plan to unmask or frame your man.

Thing is, Darica held
it in his right hand.

What are
you getting at?

Where's
Darica's girlfriend?

Attorney!

Good morning,
Inspector.

I should question the actors
first, but I'd rather start with you.

As you wish, I'm at
your complete disposal.

How did
this affair begin?

The other night, at the
theater, a man came to see me.

No, no, it is
absolutely impossible.

I have my actors ready to
go on stage this Saturday.

I can't force this disturbing play on
them, not to mention the risks involved.

Turn off that
projector and go home.

I'm sorry, but I can't
do anything for you.

Also, I don't want
any trouble whatsoever.

I am responsible for everyone,
be it the actors or the crew.

You can't
ask that of me.

After all the sacrifices we have made,
we don't want to be set up by the police.

Understood, but we won't
allow you any more public funding.

Agreed, Mr. Director?

You can go.

Did he confess?

Yes, he
confessed.

Come, I want to show you
what I found in his suitcase.

I found a folder
full of documents.

I wouldn't
want to...

You were confident that, by terrorizing
him, Giorgio would confess to his crime.

You succeeded.

Giorgio was right, you
are devilishly clever.

Such a ghastly
fate, poor Adele.

She lived this make-believe
until she fell victim to it.

Forgive me.

I killed
your wife.

I was obsessed with the idea
that you might return to her.

You were in Milan?
When did you get back?

Mr. Darica.

You're
free to go.

After you.

Commissioner?
Come here, please.

Here I am.

Good morning,
Your Honor.

Dear Commissioner, I
thank you for everything you

have done for
my convenience.

Darica.

Hop in,
dear boy.

My respects,
Your Honor.

That dirty son of a bitch...

Subtitled by
Francesco Massaccesi