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The Etruscans...

Amazing monuments!

Whole civilizations buried for over than 2,000 years...

and we hear or know anything about them.

They came, they stayed for a while... and then disappeared.

I wish we just come down to find some element...

to scratch a few from their mysteries.

THE DEFENSE FALLS WITHIN MESSAGE

Ready, professors.

Every time I do it, I feel as if they were there.

- Hey, Jason. - Hello.

What is he doing the robber of tombs today?

What's up; You seem anxious.

What do you expect to find? down there this time?

- These naughty tombs! - The drill broke.

- Change it then. Change it. - OK, fine.

If it rains, it will flood the whole area.

- Did you get all the photos? - No, only the first six.

Let's go, hurry.

- Here you go. - Can I see them?

I guess some they find it exciting.

- They're fantastic. - Yes you are right.

No one has found a tomb of the 6th century, in such detail.

- Look over here. - They are very beautiful.

The wrecks were ugly!

- Cuka. - Who?

Cucka was an ancient god their. It's an amazing find.

Alberto, you'll go through history.

I will go through history if I do not change wet clothes.

We all have to change.

- The rain stopped, we went home. - Yes, let's go.

Here's the exit, please.

- Very interesting. - You liked it;

- Yes, you are. - Thanks.

Come on.

Catch me.

- I'm afraid. - What thing;

You're so beautiful.

- Do you love me; Tell me you Love Me. - Yes I love you.

Good morning my love.

I just read in this book about a child in the Netherlands...

who suddenly began to speak, an ancient dialect.

These books lead you in reincarnation.

Are you going out? You have insomnia...

or revive interest your archeology?

- I can help with something; - No, Nikko, I do not think so.

I thought it was a good idea I invited him here...

but I have no problem to ask him to leave.

It will not be necessary.

Jason is an alcoholic. He has no hope.

Thank you, Iren. You are an angel...

but you are also an idiot bitch!

You should have done the copies I asked you!

How can I work? in that mess, you tell me?

BABY, SMOKING VERY MUCH! Igor.

Did my son turn? I think it did not come last night.

- I do not know, maestro. - "I do not know, Maestro!"

That's all you know. Lick my shoes!

If you asked for it, I would.

Excuse me. We are all charged these days.

All right, it disappeared. But how;

You stole it or got up and left alone?

Or did you forget where you used it?

Professor, yesterday after the rain, you were holding it.

You are sure not did you get it home?

Alberto. To wait a little...

Someone was here. The tape recorder is missing.

But, Professor, you left the last one here.

You locked the door, are not you?

Look, we need new lens immediately.

- You have to go to town. - Okay.

- You like; I took them out. - Still here?

No, I left!

Did you want to talk, Jessie?

How did you get away from your enchanted castle...

without your armed guard?

Did you make him magical?

- You said you wanted to talk. - But I want to talk...

and to make love, here and now.

You do not have the idea to do it love in an ancient tomb?

Look at your hands. They're running.

That's what I get when we're together.

Jason.

We both are one.

Not anymore. We're done!

- We are not finished. - We're done, I tell you!

What is this;

When you first heard the melody, were you alone? Remember;

Yes, I was alone.

How long have you been alone...

before Mrs. Samaraki comes out from the tomb?

- I was not looking at my watch. - Of course not.

Professor, sign here, please.

As I was telling you, professors, I am not surprised by the crime.

I've seen a lot worse.

What strikes me is the placement of the bodies.

- It's like... - Sculptures on sarcophagi.

Exactly. What is your conclusion?

I do not get used to thinking as a murderer.

- Your job is this. - That's what I'm trying to do.

In my opinion, it is a sex-killer killer.

It is not common, it has a slope in antiquity.

Folders! What would we do without them...

There are detailed files for each criminal.

Murderers, thieves, drug addicts, alcoholics...

- But I never met... - A murderer like him?

No.

I rely very much on your help, professors.

Many times, still and the simplest detail...

gives us the whole picture.

Poor scratch on your throat.

I really love cats. These, however, do not like me.

Put alcohol on the wound. It may be infected.

With cats, you never know.

- What's up; - Nothing.

- Will you come or not? - No.

Jason, I need help.

I was telling Mayra to come together, not to sit here alone.

Do not I say?

- He is right. - You see; Come along with us too.

A quick ride always does good when you have problems.

- No. - Well, we'll go on our own.

- I will come only if I drive. - Okay.

I said, you will overcome it fast shock, right, mommy?

"Mum"! Do not become funny!

Jason, do not mention the crime of dad.

- He will not stand it. - The same stands for me.

- The police will continue, right? - It's just a shit.

Mrs Samaraki.

But well, why do not you get together? What have you got?

And an irrelevant, after one month rehearsal, he would have been better!

And you up there! Do you think you are dancers?

You danced like elephants!

If you have a bad mood, do not break out with them.

It is better to cancel the rehearsal.

Steven, I stepped out of the tent.

Another word and you end up in the choir, from where I gathered you!

Do not take advantage of good- my heart. I warn you.

Gentlemen. We start from the five eighth.

Get out of here!

- Very nervous. - The conductor Nikos Samarakis...

$ 5,000 each concert. It only gets 2,000 in rehearsals.

Very good money.

I told you before, I want everything to be perfect!

Quite, it is useless...

I want everyone to go home, get some rest.

We will try again afterwards. The rehearsal is over.

Good morning, Mrs. Samaraki. Professor.

Who is this; How did he come in? Who you are;

Maestro, I'm afraid I should to ask all of you...

stay here for a while.

I did not want to interrupt the rehearsal, your sweet music.

Somebody will tell me at last Who is this;

I'm a police officer and I will I wanted some information.

Clever the police officer. Very smarter than what he is showing.

Already learned where they came from the shoes.

But they stole two couples. Why two?

It's great here, quiet. There is no one around.

Can we stay for a while?

Worried about Steven?

I do not understand why the police took him.

He took the shoes for ballet.

It does not matter, everyone he could do it.

There is a lot of people out there from the dressing rooms.

- We can go back if you want to. - Yes better.

We can come back if you like this place.

- I promise. - Okay.

I am confused by the case, especially now with Steven.

It could not hurt any fly!

Fly not, but you do not know Steven as long as I know him.

The conductor is right. Maybe Steven is the murderer.

I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm free and innocent.

Steven!

I have nothing to do with the crime.

Myra, my gold! What a nice dress!

Who stole the shoes then? The Cinderella sisters?

In your place, Nikos, I would not joke.

You will not be able to influence the police officer.

I already convinced him of my innocence.

Some others can not to be so lucky.

- What do you mean, Steven? - Yes, Steven, what do you know?

Well, my dear, I have the impression...

that the police officer does not like it none of us...

and he wants to incriminate us.

- He's just doing his job. - Please, Iren, he saved.

Steven, if the police do not suspect...

a choreographer-sister, without any misunderstanding...

I wonder what their opinion will be for a mercenary archaeologist.

They show intense interest...

as well as for paranoid composers.

Igor!

Igor!

I am sure that I can print them will help investigations.

- What do you say, chief? I'm right; - It's early for conclusions.

Chief, they called from the hospital.

Well, what did they say?

The child is fine, but can not yet speak.

What matters is that he is alive.

Tell them not to let anyone to approach the child.

If more are needed men, they can have them.

All right, Chief.

- She left the usual time. - They do not know anything, Chief.

- You; - No, nothing.

Okay. You can leave.

- Did you find him? - No, we were looking everywhere.

No one knows where he went. The rehearsal ended two hours ago.

- The boy will do it. - The conductor is not good.

He has his heart. Better to learn about Igor from elsewhere.

Does he have a white Merceden?

- Yeah. - Then he'll learn it from us.

- What happened; Igor? - It's not serious.

She's in the hospital now.

- Myra? - Jason went with her.

- Did anyone tell you, maestro? - No, no one.

Intuition...

You suffer a lot.

What do you mean, Jason?

You are both beautiful and young people... and you are always together.

Igor and I? Are you out of your mind; She's still a kid!

No matter, history is classic...

A wealthy old man, unable, married to a young woman...

who is a prostitute who does it with anyone who sees it.

Are you afraid of a child? Answer me, do you believe in me?

-Jesus! - Jesus Christ!

You do not have to stay another here, Jason.

The police are looking for you.

It looks like you are the only witness.

There is a two-hour gap in your history, professor.

I just driven the same road, at normal speed...

and I did not need more than half an hour.

How do you explain this?

As I explained it before. My car is scarce.

It took me ten minutes at least to get it started.

And when I was coming, a cable was cut and the car stopped.

This is not a great alibi.

You have to understand that what you do is annoying.

You must understand, professors...

that you are in a very difficult position.

If you blame me for something, arrest me.

- Chief, Officer Vitanza. - Sorry.

Yes, you say.

OK, fine.

Vitanza spoke with the child. The little one did not see much...

but he is sure not was no one known to him.

You have ever confused them living with the Etruscans?

- Could not it happen? - Never.

We'll be back, Professor. I do not think you're leaving...

I work here. Did you forget it?

Goodbye.

I have no problem working with the police.

He left at 3.30.

- Do you remember that, too? - Yes I think.

What do you mean "do you think"? It was 3.30, no doubt.

I do not live with whiskey, like the professor.

- Forward? - Jason Porter, please.

A moment. Jason, for you.

Thanks.

- Forward? - I have a tip to give you.

Why do not you keep quiet the Etruscans?

That's not the reason you came to Italy.

Who is;

You came to get Maira back. Princess, then. What are you waiting for;

- Are you afraid of Nikos? - Who are they?

Take the woman and leave before it's too late.

The same thing she wants. Do not you understand, stupid?

Excuse me, Jason. Who was it;

Why;

They have called again. The conductor was very confused.

No more shock.

- I do not know who he was. - Man or woman;

I do not know...

... but when I know I will tell you.

The robber of the tombs! Have a seat.

Take one of these. They are ideal for the evening.

How long have you been here?

I can not come back afterwards from what Igor suffered.

So you came straight here.

I have these stupid hallucinations...

... like killing someone!

No, my jesus gold. I just do not like loneliness.

Do you want one; It is very delicious.

Nick!

Again insomnia have you? Or something else;

I thought you were in the garden. I was worried.

It does not need any more now.

They keep Igor in the hospital, preventively.

- He'll come back where he is. - You were in the garden?

Do you know what I was thinking all day? Percybal.

Perhaps because he died in Italy.

- I'm afraid here. - Do you want to talk to me?

No.

You know I do not want to.

I could not live with Jason.

He killed himself, me...

He blew everything he loved. And he knew it.

My first biologist was alcoholic. And he died.

Yes, but now it works. And it works well.

He is an excellent archaeologist, I can not deny it.

But what do you want me to do? Do I have him all night in bed?

On your own bed?

Nick...

Help me. Help me, with Jason.

That is the only way we will succeed to be good among us.

It's late, Mirare.

Let us not continue the debate.

I love you.

Come on. Give me a kiss for good night.

I took them, professors, I have a client.

Everybody makes fun here around, but I do not have any luck to laugh.

It's not funny. It's a business issue.

Look, I never liked you.

You have exactly one hour to get back what you got.

Professor, I'm working in a large company.

What would you say about $ 2,000? for starters; Here's a gold mine.

Do what I said immediately. Did you understand;

Do you recognize this?

I'm trying to be friendly, professors.

What to do?

"Myra, do not fuck me."

"I do not control myself when I drink. You know that."

I understand. It happens to just a little more...

and threatening that he will kill someone.

A woman, maybe... or her husband.

- Where did you find this; - Do not you remember?

You probably have to something for your memory.

I will help you. I was there.

I'm talking about the night before they find it the two children in the tomb.

I had a night shift in the safekeeping of the excavations.

I found this note and a bottle.

I kept them without spoiling footprints...

as a real detective.

You do not remember anything from that evening?

You can "overlook" some Etruscan vases.

I have a family to feed.

- So you were on the phone. - On the phone;

I never arrange by phone my work. It's a risk.

Which woman would wear such an aroma? I'm worried.

Okay I am.

Do you see what I shoot?

I tell them I can do it myself, but they do not.

Every time I turn my back I massage.

Is not it so, girls;

You have to ignore them, though. Not just nurses.

It does not just smell an antiseptic.

You mean the radiologist... It smells so...

What interests me now is to get out of here...

and find out who he killed Giles.

- What did the police say? - Nothing.

Do you remember something that you could help?

No, nothing. I only saw to move a shadow.

Then, someone hit me in the head. The rest you know.

Probably the killer gave the fatal blow to the girl...

and fell right here.

The boy was already dead. Afterward...

Enough. If you tell me all this to shock me, you did it.

I'm leaving.

The crime scene is an Etruscan tomb.

Excuse me, Mrs Samaraki, I brought you here...

because I need your help.

Looks like Professor Porter suffers from amnesia.

- He does not remember many things. - What sort of things;

For example...

how long have you been hospitalized in a neurological clinic and why.

These belong to the past. I prefer not to talk about them.

Of course. So, your amnesia is explained.

Chronic alcoholism affects in the nervous system.

It causes partial or total memory loss.

It did not have such an effect to me, though.

Unfortunately, I remember every minute from those days.

Then, you will remember that you tried to kill...

the woman who lived with you in New York.

It was Billy Sheer.

What;

What he said;

What is it that says?

Answer me! What is he talking about?

We were happy then. I loved you. How could...;

We loved a lot. Why can I hurt you?

It is absurd.

Why did you let it be said so terrible things?

I know that sometimes I was unjust and violent with you.

I have admitted it.

But I loved you, Moira.

And I still love you. How will could I hurt you?

You really do not remember, are you?

The police knew it from the beginning.

It was useless to deny it.

I also showed the telex they got from New York.

How did it happen;

We were in the kitchen...

You hit a bottle behind the dog's basket.

I tried to get you...

Jason!

No, Jason! Stop it!

Who you are;

Who sent you?

Who sent you?

More thanks. Dance with grace.

Use your hands. You are dancers, not cows.

With more grace.

That's it.

Hey, Jason. Stay with us.

Good morning.

The good thing I want you to be give the right answers.

I'll explain everything to you. But, calm down, please.

Do not put them with them for these photos.

You believe she did the right thing to help.

Do not be afraid, my gold. The teacher will not hurt you.

I am Eleni Samaraki, Igor's mother.

The only true and legitimate wife of Nikos.

We have never officially divorced. He did not dare ask me.

And it all became fourteen years ago;

For nothing.

Nikos saw a boy from the choir in my dressing room.

If this boy was here, I would do it again.

She was so young and handsome.

The boy from the chorus, not Nikos.

You've ever seen Nikko angry? Terrible sight.

I have paid very expensive his nerves, Mr Porter.

- Do not you Jason tell you? - Yes, Jason.

You know my name. You do not did you call that night?

Yes, I called you.

And I gave you a good advice. You have to admit that.

Whether you like it or not, we are allies.

Get back to Mayra...

and I will get back my genius...

along with all his money, which belongs to me as well.

And Igor.

which I see in secret why Nikos has forbidden me.

Eleni Samaraki is not a woman to be lost...

because of a silly jealousy.

Nikos and I have it connect with too many.

I'm the big masterpiece of the conductor... Look!

You are not, nor will you become his wife.

- Does not matter. - He has a great deal.

Samarakis is a sadist who runs an orchestra.

If it were not for Nikos, it would be someone else.

I stayed with him, just to forget you.

- You did it; - No.

Myra, look at me. Look at me, please.

I loved you more from everything in my life.

And I know I can change.

It will be easy, if I know that I have you beside me.

I only need you. I just want to...

Do not say anything else.

- Where did Myra go? - Probably has gone.

Need to go.

Give me some time to talk to him...

At least, I have to be honest with him.

Enough for today. We're done.

Hello Kitty.

Hello.

Are you looking for someone? Who you are looking for;

Who's there; Who is;

Who's there;

Yes, the same shoes. They stole two more pairs.

Yes, Chief. I saw him clearly.

Professor, you did not think at all my proposal;

- A moment, professor. - Be careful!

Calmly. All right, do not be angry.

I'm telling you for the last time, do not come back with me again.

All right, professors.

Maybe it's a coincidence.

Igor, five days ago photo- I wrote a wall of the tomb.

Here you see that Cuka not even the young couple looks.

Today I photographed the opposite wall.

Do not forget the tomb was closed for 2,500 years.

Here's where you see Cucka to kill two people...

just as they were murdered children with the motorcycle.

How can it be a coincidence?

What are you trying to do? to prove, Jason?

There can not be a Storm painter, 2,500 years ago...

be inspired by a crime this week.

You yourself said no one he can not get into the grave.

That's what I want to make sure.

This guy in the museum, who's blaming you, has you talked to you again?

- Yeah. - He may have that relationship.

Well, go but watch out not to see you.

This is awesome!

So this is your secret.

The ancients return and re-shuffle.

Are they shuffling?

The scriptures say it started with a human sacrifice...

thousands of years ago.

And now, Cuca returns to complete the circle.

to find someone who will reap the sacrifice.

- And he found him. - What the hell are you talking about?

Jason, you better leave, as long as it's still early.

I will not let you again hand in Myra, you're done.

If Myra changed my mind, I want it to tell me the same, not you!

- You understand me, bastard? - You're the killer, Jason.

I'll hand you over to the police, I have proof.

The only way to escape...

is to kill me here and now.

- You did not close the door. - So what;

- If anyone had entered? - He would see a nice sight.

And even for free. Others pay to see it.

- Do not pay. - Shut up.

- Are you leaving? - I have a professional appointment.

- That's money. - Is there another woman?

Who knows;

- Hello. - I'll kill you...

You're upset, are you?

Come on, are you trying to frighten me? Stop the plate.

Are you down there?

Do not be stupid...

Really, enough!

Steven, you are unlikely!

Professor Porter does another spectacular entrance.

Jason!

- What is this music? - The Verdi Rebecca. Why;

If the music affects so much archaeologists...

I wonder what the ancient- to the musicians.

Is not that same with this music?

Yes, it looks like Nick. Do not have justice, Helen?

Absolutely. This cassette was written years ago.

He now composes more sad melodies.

14 years ago?

I remember the day it was written, the hour and the minutes still.

Why did he leave so hasty?

Is this the rehearsal that suddenly broke...

when you and your father...

How do you know it?

Igor, better to admire quiet your mother.

Stop it. I am 20 years old!

Even the dead they know about the scandal.

Very good concert, maestro.

This is probably yours.

- Where did you find it; - Where you left it.

It's... it's impossible.

Maestro! Quickly, a doctor!

Nick!

Excuse me, leave me to see him, I'm a doctor.

- Did you make the phone call? - Yes, maestro. You just got me.

We made a mistake, Iren.

Get me out of here. I do not want doctor, I do not want anything.

- Where are you? - What does it matter;

We will be together again. Are not you happy?

- Jesus, are you scared? - I just want the truth.

Nikos is going to load me killings.

You know that I have not killed none. Nikos killed them.

You will stay with him or will you come with me?

Jason!

I'm sorry to interrupt this the erotic widow, professor.

Calm down, however, otherwise get worse tangled.

Love makes the man crazy for a woman...

but how do you explain this?

- I told you, I lost it. - You had it in the car.

He probably found it again. So it's yours.

The tape recorder, yes. Not music.

I understand, professors. Do not be disturbed, please.

What do you have to say about this? Do you recognize it?

It is the lens used we look for the photos.

Correctly. With this lens the murders became.

Did you miss it too?

We found it in the grave which you opened illegally yesterday.

- Who put it there? - Not me.

Then, who? Want a little cognac?

- Do you have a little tea? - Yeah.

Let us now look back at what you have done.

On June 16, a few hours before the crime...

after taking the 6 photos from inside the tomb...

started raining.

Your assistant said he got it the lens from the camera...

and gave it to you.

As I understand, you were the last one who had the lens.

For God's sake! When will you stop?

You have nothing against me because I have done nothing!

Are you sure?

That's him!

You would see someone else there too inside. Do you remember the music?

So, you confess that you were in the dressing rooms.

You took the shoes.

Yes, he is here. Chief, for you.

What did you say;

I came here an hour ago. I hit and did not open up.

You do not need to come back.

Locked in and you broke the door.

Right, Chief.

He had a problem with his heart. One pill, twice a day.

Not all.

- Here, chief. - A confession.

- Did you check the character? - Yeah.

We compared it with the signature which he has put into the contract.

- It's the same. - Yes, now everything is explained.

Send it to the lab, confirm it.

You did not call us either did you tell us to look at the grave?

And the lens... When Did you hide him there?

The lens? What is this;

I just called you, as the conductor told me.

He did not tell me anything else.

He never explained anything to me.

- Why are you sitting here? - Must.

I have to see reality, however tough it is.

You have confused a Greek insane with an Etruscan?

Me yes...

We knew it was eccentric. Dangerous eccentric...

but to kill three people...

and try to kill his own son...

is pure madness.

The police do not yet know for Othello and his wife.

Why kill the killer these kids with the lens?

Why with the lens?

What are you trying to say, Jason?

He does not become a Etruscan painter to be inspired...

from a crime that happened this week.

No. Exactly the opposite.

The killer was inspired by Etruscan painter.

First, he photographed the murals.

Nikos, however, was not there that day!

He can not get that lens.

Only one of them she could think of it...

Of course!

Right after the storm!

Myra!

- Where is Myra? - With Igor, of course.

- Where; - I think they went to Spoleto.

The confession. Everyone will be able to he would imitate his letters.

For example, his secretary which he then gave him pills.

Is Irene?

- Igor, Nikos committed suicide. - Yes, with poison.

The traditional weapon that women use...

when they want to kill someone or commit suicide.

No. This is the case still open to me.

I know the murderer.

And so Dad committed suicide to protect...

someone he loved.

Do not tell me that Nikos loved Iren!

Not Iren.

You loved it.

He took them. He also took the lens.

Discover my hiding place in the villa's garden.

You should not have done it. I was so happy.

You are here too, Jason. I'm glad you came.

Igor, listen to me.

Do you remember Gizelle?

When you realized you killed her...

you wanted to die, too.

You fell from the attic, on the stable.

She was dirty like my mother. Like all women.

He had to die.

And you and Myra, you have to die.

Igor, you still suffer for Giles.

He wanted only to give you her love.

Trust me, you do not need to to suffer anymore.

Trust me, we'll help you.

Igor, have you?

Does not make sense.

Igor!