All language subtitles for The Etruscan Kills Again (1972).eng gog

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!