All language subtitles for Wake.Up.And.Die.1966.720p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.BZ]

The following is a true story.

A series of actual events in the life of
Luciano Lutri, international thief.

Hi, Lutri. Morning.

Here I am, boys. Wake up, boy. Wake up.

What do you mean, wake up? I haven't
been to bed yet.

In this environment of poverty and
depression, violence was an everyday

occurrence to Luciano.

It was his birthright.

Ciao, Papa. See you Monday.

How much?

Eight hundred.

Ciao, Carla. Coming to San Remo. I'd
like to, but I can't. I'm working.

Come on. To hell with work.

Sure. And when the doctor from the
association checks up, what's then?

Who cares? Let's go.

Let's see if you'll let me pass him.

Oh, no. Milk here, too.

Milk everywhere. Milk tastes like
gasoline.

I hate you, milk.

Stop. Stop here.

You must be mad. This place is too
expensive. Come on. Leave the fleabags

yokels.

My name is Leo.

Looks like he scored.

Gentlemen.

Whiskey. Give me a glass of cold milk.

Put a big stick in it. On me.

Aren't you going to buy me a whiskey?

Here, have a cigarette instead.

How about that, huh?

Yeah.

I'm going to the casino.

Might as well get rid of this bankroll
there.

Wait a minute. We haven't had our drinks
yet.

How would you like a whiskey, sir?
Straight or with ice?

I'll take it with ice.

I can see, don't you?

Come on, knock it off. I've already told
you I'm from Vogel. No, you're kidding.

So you're foreign, eh?

Come on, quit your kidding. Buy me a
drink.

You mean you're thirsty already?

Thank you.

Give me some mineral water.

But why not?

Here's why not. You were very rude to me
earlier.

You had some nerve asking me to die.

But I didn't realize. I didn't recognize
you there.

I apologize.

Please dance with me.

Very well. I will accept your kind
apology.

Shall we?

Under the lights, you glitter like a
diamond in a shop on the Via Monte

Napoleone.

I really mean it.

Well, no one ever paid me a compliment
like that.

Are you a jeweler by trade, then?

No, I've got the chain of stores, but
I'm in the grocery line.

Oh.

What's your name?

Professionally, I'm Yvonne, according to
the program here.

But actually, my name is Angela.

Ah, two nice names.

But I like Angela better.

Yes,

you do too.

told me what your name is yet.

Luciano Lutri.

Lutri? Hungarian by origin.

You know, someday I plan to have a club
of my own.

With singers?

Singers, strippers, as long as it's
classy.

Be nice, huh?

Yeah, not a bad idea.

Stop here. This is my boarding house.

Just a little uneasy, that's all.

And unhappy.

Excuse me.

Out with it.

What's it about?

Nothing. There is a man waiting for me
that's annoying, that's all. I find him

everywhere. There he is.

Who is he?

Oh, that's Franco. We've been kind of
acquainted about a year.

He's only been out of prison about a
week.

Ever since he got out of prison, he's
been hanging around my place.

He's just a cheap gangster.

I know what we'll do then.

We'll go along to my hotel.

Okay? What about my things? Ah, we'll
send a porter around to get them.

Luciano, coming?

Where to? What do you mean? To Milan.

I'm not going.

Tell my old man I've got influenza.

Tell me, where'd you put the car?

Over there.

And you?

I've lifted another one. You two, get
another along the way.

Hey, Luciano, will you take care of the
hotel bill? Me? Lost our last lira. No.

Look here, I haven't any cash left, and
I'm staying here with Ivan.

Let's give out. No, no, I'm staying. And
what will you do about money?

I'll find someone and make a loan.

Ask Ivan.

No, I can't do that. She's my guest.
Don't tell me. It's serious.

It could be.

Ciao, ciao. And remember that there is
waiting.

Excuse me. Can I help you?

Signorina Fazzini registered here. Her
first name is Ivan. Yes, who is calling?

The name is Signor Franco. I have a most
important message.

Give me 121.

Pronto.

Mr. Franco is here at the desk.

Yes.

The young lady can't see you. Excuse me,
but may I speak to her? Thank you.

Pronto?

I take it you have a new boyfriend and
don't have time for me.

I see.

You might have said goodbye when you
cleared out so suddenly.

Well, so you're living at a grand hotel
and have an old man to foot the bill.

You're still a big cow, is that plain?

Yes. A big cow and completely
untalented. What are you saying? You

if I am a crook and have a record, I am
still a lot better than you. You're

nothing but a whore. You were insulting.

Get out or I'll have you thrown out.

Hey, Luciano.

Ah, finally.

You look annoyed.

You're late. Come on.

You are annoyed.

Is it Franco? Have you quarreled with
him over me?

What Franco? I don't even know the guy.

Let's go.

Call the porter. I'm going to settle the
bill.

Milan Zurich Express is leaving on
platform 7.

Police.

I'm sorry, signorina, but you'll have to
come with us to the station for a few

formalities.

But my train's about to leave. I'm on my
way to Switzerland.

Sorry. But I'm going to Switzerland to
work. I'm not going for enjoyment.

Besides, I'm going to meet my fiancé
who's going with me.

Luciano. What is it? It's the police.
They want to take me in.

What for?

Why, I don't know. But the train's
departing. I have the luggage. I don't

what they want.

Your pardon. In fact, it would be better
if you came along, too.

Oh, why?

To explain things. It's in your own
interest.

Come on.

Let's go.

Porter.

Tell the truth.

It was Franco who smashed that jeweler's
window in San Remo.

I know a thing.

What have I got to do with Franco Magni?

Don't you live with him at the hotel?

Now, wait. I left the hotel because
Franco Magni gave me a hard time.

And besides, he's no longer a friend of
mine and he means absolutely nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

Okay. But watch out if you're not
telling the truth.

window several times. Have a good look
at that.

I don't think it was either of them.

Over there.

Now, can you see better?

It's not them.

He was different.

All right, boys, you can go.

You, come with me.

Ciao, Franco. Good luck.

Keep out of trouble, all right?

Thank you. We'll do our best to travel.

You know my fiancé?

Franco Magno. Glad to know you. Sorry,
Luciano Lutri. Congratulations.

Take care of him.

Oh, he'll take care of me. Don't forget
he's not a member, which is our only

gang. Nor is he involved in any of your
crooked business, understand?

Hurry up. The train for Zurich leaves
before long.

Che cosa c 'è?

C 'è che mi sono innamorata di te.

C 'è che io ora vivo bene, se solo
stiamo

insieme, se solo ti ho vicino.

a first -class nightclub. You cheated
her. But you can't do this. It's a

of contract.

Dammit, I gave up everything a month ago
so as to launch you, and you let

yourself be cheated this way.

I'll split the skull of the first one
who steps in here.

Why can't you go away?

Please go and leave me in peace.

What is happening to you?

You ask me that?

It was you that robbed that jeweler in
San Remo.

Why do you say that?

What about this axe you carry along?

I know Franco used to smash jeweler's
windows with a slingshot.

Oh, I wanted someone like you. With your
face and your eyes and everything else

you've got. But I want someone without a
police record.

But you're my woman, Angela.

Here, take this.

Wipe your eyes.

Or else all your eye shadow will run all
down your face.

Luciano.

Why must you always take me riding in a
machine that's been stolen?

Franco, when he drove me, when he took
me to my show, or went out, he used his

own car.

But when you do a job, it's in a stolen
car.

And there are times when I'm not sure
whether I'm in a stolen car or not.

Elise, will you knock it off with that
Franco bit?

I'm different.

Luciano Lutri.

He can teach me a thing.

Then let's say goodbye.

Ciao!

A bit.

I'm afraid. Slow down. If I slow down,
they'll get us.

Just pretend we're innocent.

How can I pretend innocence?

My pocket is full of jewels.

Give them here.

Give them here.

Hurry up.

The others.

Give me the axe, Luciano. Why take the
axe, huh?

I didn't use it. If they find it, the
police will suspect you. It's under your

seat. Oh.

Slow down.

What of the sweat?

Luciano. Where are you going?

What? I'm going back to get the watches.
No point letting them go to waste.

Why not?

You're crazy.

Luciano, what are you doing?

How much did you pay for it?

200 francs. The last of our cash.

Wait a second.

Now slip it on your finger.

Oh, no, Gianno. That's the wedding ring
thing.

Sure. Because I'm marrying.

But you've got to promise not to keep on
nagging.

How about a cup of coffee?

No, no, no.

Huh?

Stop. You're my wife now.

You're not my mistress to be waiting on.
Oh!

Hey, you heard me.

It's your fault you can't even make a
cup of coffee.

Get a move on. I've got to go out.

I've got to make some money.

You promised me you'd stop. First, I
want to give you a fur coat.

Then, if you like, I'll go back and work
in the dairy.

Huh.

Finish the game. Get it over with.

You can't pin this on me. I've got a
cast iron alibi.

Besides, when they broke into the gun
shop, I was right here with the

You know, the one from your district.

You can check on him.

And where is the sergeant now?

Sergeant.

Yes, I know him.

Listen, this guy says he was playing
here with you yesterday around six.

Yes, that's right.

Well, if the superintendent wants to see
you, where should he find you? Oh, I'm

here any night around this time.

time you'd be better off checking in a
dairy instead of in a billion room.

What do you mean by that?

Nothing.

I'm just saying that you might get
lucky.

The one next to it.

Okay.

We'll wait a few minutes to move. Just
to be positive Colasanti's car has

reached its position.

Hello, Luciano. Get away. It's the
police.

Yes.

Looks as though he started to go in for
it seriously.

He's never been able to play an
instrument, not even this.

But in the end, he'll learn.

What's the headline? The Stan Gonsola
test.

Who is it?

His name is Luciano Lutring. I never
heard of it. Must be some stupor other.

It seems he stole some guns and hid them
in a violin case.

Stan Gonsola. It could be a nice story,
you know.

What about it? What's been set up so far
in the late news column?

Not much so far. Just a suicide and a
kidnapping.

Well...

All right, take this to the composing
room and have them set up five columns

the Stengon soloists. Okay, right away.
Hello?

Will you please get me police
headquarters?

It is your name is in the papers. If you
want to sleep here in peace, it'll cost

you 50 ,000 lira. Okay, tomorrow I'll
pull a job and pay you.

Sure you will.

You promised faithfully when we were
married you wouldn't pull any more jobs.

You swore, Luciano.

A bed only cost me 2 ,000 lira then.

Now I have to pay 50 ,000.

I must earn that, don't I? I do a
striptease.

Huh? What's the difference between a
striptease and a smash and grab?

None, huh? Besides, a husband should
provide.

But not here in Milan. It's too
dangerous. They all know you here.

Tomorrow I'll go to Trieste, okay?

But don't take my car, please. The
installment is due.

All right, then. I'll steal a much
faster one.

But don't drive over 60. You worry me.
Promise you won't race.

Much better to speed than end in jail.

Well, Inspector, there's nothing against
me this time, is there? Maybe not armed

robbery, but attempted rape, yes.

I'm charging him, okay?

Don't let him get away.

Get going, Franco. Take a powder.

Making out all right.

Listen, Ivan.

Where's your husband hiding, hmm?

Yeah, get lost.

Meanwhile, you carry on with Franco.

Are you mad?

You mean you didn't see me there
straggling? Just look at what he's done

Go see what I've done to his face.

Go on. No, this isn't fair. It really
isn't fair.

Listen, I... I won't say anything to
your husband about

Franco.

But where is he?

I don't know.

I could make an unfavorable report,
shall I?

Get lost.

How would you like to be on television?

Sit down.

All right, let's have it. What's your
plan?

I want to arrange a raid in the middle
of Milan, in via Montenapolioni. It must

be done at noon.

And why then?

I'll tell you why.

Because at that time, all the women are
out shopping.

With all that excitement going on, you
can imagine how they're panicked.

You block the street with the cars.

We've pulled the job.

And we'll get away in the general
confusion.

Why, in those stores is loot worth just
hundreds and hundreds of millions.

Do you agree?

Well, count me in.

Because he's clever enough and the boy's
very lucky.

Listen, Luciano, you're young.

Jewels worth 300 million when we've got
them. Fetch about 50 million on the

market. You pay lookouts, buy equipment.

The grand scale is more fun.

but more expensive.

Maybe so.

But so far, my take has always amounted
to a flat 50%. That was pretty empty.

In Monte Napoleone, we're dealing with
jewelers that can be recognized.

You familiar with the submachine gun?

Huh? No.

I had one, but I had to leave it behind
for the police to help me get away.

That means you're a smash and grabber.

Very well. Let's think about it, shall
we?

We find gunmen.

Then you and I meet and talk it over.

I like the idea of pulling a job in the
middle of Milan at noon. The higher you

set your sights today, the better your
chances.

You're on the ball, Luthering. When are
you going to pull?

Saturday.

It's a little early. You'll need a month
to prepare the ground.

We'll meet when the practice begins.

Okay.

Say, Luthering.

I have a little story to pass on that
was told to a friend of ours.

That your wife is having an affair with
Franco of course or Navarro. In fact, he

said but only caught them in bed
together It was at your place Maybe it's

true Anyway, I you know

It's

a good plan but we'll pull it ourselves
the man's too unstable with the police

at his heels

But that makes it more convenient for
us. He'll be the stooge.

We'll let him turn up ten minutes later,
and he'll be caught.

No!

It's not true. Believe me, it isn't. I
didn't do it, Luciano.

It's the cops who tramped up the whole
story.

Because... Because I wouldn't tell them
where you had gone.

No,

Luciano. Luciano, I really didn't. That
snake forced his way into the house.

But I did nothing.

I swear it. Nothing.

Dammit, you should have told me.

It was Franco.

He did it because he was jealous.

He's the one who did it all.

I've got a deal to put to you.

What is it?

I have some merchandise I've got to get
rid of quickly.

Lutring has nothing to do with this.
This is all on my own.

Okay. Cool. Really.

Contraband.

I told you you have nothing to worry
about.

You should.

Guaranteed.

Sixty seconds to go.

Start off slowly and get in formation
with the others when it turns green.

After the job, all get back in cars one
and two and leave the other.

Get your memory back. What are you
talking about?

Go on. Easy with your hands. He's still
got open wounds. Get him down.

What,

isn't Lutring in on it? No, Lutring's
not in on it, but it suits us to spread

the word he is.

We're after him, but we can't catch him.
We've got to make those who are in on

it think that we're on the wrong track.

Here's Inspector Moroni now.

Tell us, Inspector, what's new in the
Montagnone home?

Give us a statement.

Put them in my office.

Moroni, you know I'm innocent.

Yes, I'm innocent.

You know I'm innocent.

Are you a police officer?

No, why? Ah, no.

No reason. I simply thought that you
could be interested in news of my

that's all.

His name is Luciano Lutri.

Then why have you followed me for two
hours?

Just a second, Mrs. Lutri.

You want to give me some information?

Go right ahead.

Well, the hospital just discharged
Franco of Navarra, no?

And Luciano is jealous because before we
were married, Franco and I had a

little, well, little love affair.

Yes, and Franco was stabbed by your
husband.

No, I don't believe that story.

My Luciano told me he didn't have
anything to do with that stabbing and he

wouldn't tell me a lie.

Let's forget that and come to the point.

Because there is a reason.

Well... Well, seeing that Franco has
been

bothering me again since he came out and
I told Luciano when he telephoned.

Anyway, Luciano said he wanted to get
him.

So I thought that if you wanted...

You could pick a Franco.

And there is Luciano.

Ah, so you're cooperating with us, huh?

Yes, cooperating.

Yes, I'm cooperating.

But promise that you'll take him alive,
all right?

Ah, don't worry. I'll tell Moroni that's
the condition, and I'm sure that he'll

agree.

Well, ciao.

Now listen, listen, just a second.

Mrs. Lutri, if you go on.

Then it'll be necessary that I continue
to follow you. Then how can I telephone?

Right.

Well, I'll tell you what. Look, there's
a bar there. Let's go in and have a

coffee. And then while you're
telephoning, I'll stop here and wait for

you can start shadowing me, okay? Okay.
Yes.

After all, a job's a job, huh? Sure is.

What would you like?

I think just a black coffee for me.

And you, sir? A brandy and coffee for
me. Yes, sir.

Have you a telephone here? Right over
there, sir.

Ah, thank you.

Would you excuse me a second?

Take your time. It's quite all right
with me.

Can I have a light?

She wouldn't give her name. She's very
nervous.

Oh, so it's you. Can't I be left in
peace in my own home? I'm sorry, but

urgent. Wait down at Headwater. No, I
can't go there.

Nobody must know we're in this together.

If Luciano finds out, he'll kill me.

No, we're not in this together.

In your own interest and your husband's,
you volunteered some information and

we've accepted it. That's all there is
to it.

What's this call about?

Inspector, Luciano should be meeting me
tonight at the club where I sing.

Late, I'd say.

Very well. I'll take steps. No, wait,
Inspector. I have a favor to ask. Well?

What is it?

Well, before he's arrested, I'd like
time to make love.

I mean, after all, we're married. Yes,
yes, I know. And he'll be in jail for

many years. Very well.

We'll take it easy and I'll get going.
Thank you, Inspector.

Yes, yes. Don't worry. We'll do as you
say. Good luck. And one more thing.

You mustn't shoot him, all right?

The only reason I'm doing this is to
keep him alive. Only if he shoots first.

No, no. He's unarmed. I swear to you.

Lut rings at the Montemelo with his
wife.

I'd like to get over there with a squad
of men.

No.

You two go alone.

Let him get away.

But take a reporter along with you.

I want the news to leak out that he's on
the run and we're after him.

I'm puzzled.

Are we supposed to let the press make us
a laughingstock?

Is that what you're after?

That's it.

Precisely.

First we've got to catch the big fish,
then the small fry.

Luthering is just a red herring for us.

Besides, if his wife's seen with us, we
can pick him up whenever we want to.

If Luthering fires?

No, no, there's no danger. He's not
armed.

Now, you try to be there at one o 'clock
on the dot.

At five to one, I'll warn him that
you're coming, so he'll have time to get

dressed and get away.

He'll be making love with his wife.

Okay, off with you now. Call me.

Yes, sir.

This is Moroni.

At 5 to 1, call that friend at Monte
Merlos and tell him to warn Lutering

coming. At 5 to 1, okay?

It's too early to be able to say. But is
it the same Monday gang?

Yes, it looks like it.

Is Luthering in this thing, would you
say? Could be.

Here's one of the watches stolen by my
husband at the same time the Monday gang

was in action.

It follows, if he smashed the window the
same day and at exactly the same time

as the Monday gang, you can't suspect
it.

Obviously.

When will you see him?

I don't know. The man's afraid.

He doesn't suspect anything, but he's
afraid just the same.

Let's go inside there.

Here.

What's this?

50 ,000 lira.

Because you've told us the truth.

And if we haven't caught your husband
yet, I have to admit, it is all our own

fault.

You mustn't do this.

I won't take it.

I'm not a paid informer for the police
yet.

You think I'm betraying, but I'm not.

It's only because I love him. Because I
only want him to give all this up,

understand? I'll never give evidence
against him. Get that straight.

Waiter. Yes, madame. What will you have?

A coffee, thanks. Two coffees.

Mrs. Luthering, all information is paid
for.

Whatever the reason for its being given.

Do what you like with it, but don't ask
me to take it back. Because the

administration will get all messed up.

Besides, why not take it?

It's like you offer me coffee.

And yet, it doesn't mean we should
consider ourselves friends.

Or accomplices.

That's just the way you see it. I don't
agree.

Listen.

You must tell me all the jobs he pulls
before he does them, if possible.

Otherwise, the judge might think he's in
with those who are robbing the banks.

Is that clear?

I'm afraid that's quite clear.

Fine.

Aren't you going to have your coffee?

No, thanks. I don't want any.

Be careful and stay in town.

You're the robber's wife, and if you
leave, I'll have to pull you in.

I cannot say you're working with us.

Listen, Maroni.

Should I be arrested, would... Would it
mean jail?

I'm not sure. I don't know.

Anyway, I'm not leaving Milan. Good
girl.

Ciao, eh?

Pardon me, but this money.

Ah. Keep the change.

Thank you.

A first class ticket to Como and return.

Remember your promise, Luciano. Which
one?

What do you mean, which one? Not to pull
a job here while I'm working.

When I take a few days off, you look so
washed out.

Promise me.

Telephone. All right. Ciao.

Luciano, Luciano, no!

Look, I'm working here. I've got a
contract to sing.

What's the matter? Are you afraid I'm
going to start robbing the joint?

She was threatening to send for her
husband, Lutering.

Let's go. Don't make a scene. Come along
nice and quiet. It's not fair. Go on.

It's not fair.

So, we'll be at the spot at five o
'clock with two cars.

Then one will go straight to Piazza
Castello.

And when we're outside Rodolfi's, the
jeweler's, me, Vergola, and Estoni will

open fire.

While the other two continue firing to
frighten the people away, I'll grab the

loot.

How do you like the idea?

Huh? What do you think?

It's a good idea, but why do you insist
on using a machine gun?

Because I've decided I won't work
without one.

Then at least you'll have to learn how
to use one. Or else you'll be killing

innocent bystanders just to grab a
handful of rings.

People who have nothing to do with it.

Give me a loaded clip.

No, no, no, no. Give it to me.

Now watch. You have to set your shoulder
tight against the butt and grip it hard

with your hands like this. Or in the
belly, see? In this position.

When you squeeze the trigger, take it
easy.

Or else the whole clip will be used up.

When this beauty's in your hands... You
have to play it easy.

It's just as well always to keep a few
bullets in reserve. You never can tell.

Here.

Fire at that tree trunk.

Pretty good, eh?

Give me another one.

Careful, Luthering.

Shooting a machine gun's just as bad as
cocaine.

statement for the papers.

The judge found me innocent.

But not your husband.

He's a good boy.

Luciano's not a bandit, you know. And
I'm sure he'll not go to jail for ten

years just for stealing a few jewels.
But they are worth millions.

And ten years is always too much. Well,
let's skip that. Anyway, have you got

any hopes for seeing your husband?

Of course, if he's in Milan.

But perhaps he isn't. Where is he, then?

Why are you asking me that? Are you a
reporter or a policeman? No, listen, I

only meant that...

Just who is she? An actress or what? No,
she's married to a gangster. Same

thing, though.

Wait, Mrs. Ludring. Please, just one
question.

Mrs.

Ludring, one moment, please.

Hey, vaccine.

Vaccine. Get away fast.

And are you going to be Alessandra?

No, I'm a telecaster.

Would you be interested in appearing
tonight in television?

Tonight?

On television?

Yes. But there isn't much time now.

Because I'd have to try out songs.

Besides, my voice gets deeper in jail.

But you don't understand. I don't need
you to sing.

At the trial, you said you hoped against
hope that your husband would give

himself up. Well, this evening, we'd
like you to invite your husband to give

himself up over the television.

Naturally, this will be regarded as
work.

And our company is prepared to give you
adequate payment for your time.

Let's see. Shall we say 300 ,000 lire?

Very well.

I'll do it. Thank you, Mrs. Luthering.
It will help your husband, you'll see.

Yes.

And besides, we've had so many expenses.

You'll pay in advance?

As you wish, of course.

Very well.

It's a deal.

It's a name that causes a shudder
whenever you hear it.

Whenever it's mentioned. But at the same
time, there is someone who has other

feelings whenever she hears it.
Apprehension, anxiety, nostalgia.

Ivan Luthering.

He's the wife.

Good evening, Mrs. Lutring.

Good evening.

Nervous? You seem a little nervous.
Don't worry.

Tell me, what sort of a feeling do you
get from being called Mrs. Lutring?

A name that's, well, become notorious.

Well, for me, I'm not a bit scared.

Because I know him.

If somehow you could turn the clock
back.

Tell me, would you marry the same man
over again?

I don't know.

I had quite different ideas, you know
that.

You see, I'm a singer.

And when I met Luciano, I sang for a
living.

But seeing he's mine, I'll keep him.

Why, after what he's done?

I know he's done things.

But not everything they say.

Sometimes the police are worse than him.

They're such liars you can't imagine.

Still, it was precisely the statements
made by the police at the trial that led

to the case against you and your husband
in Parma being withdrawn.

Yes, that's true. But I gave my husband
ten years.

Ten years. That's too much.

Do you think your husband will have
heard about the sentence?

It's hard to say. I don't know.

Do you think your husband is before a TV
set at this moment listening to you?

Who knows?

He could.

Speak to him. Talk with him. Say
something to him.

What will I say?

Whatever you want to.

Shall I speak what you told me to speak?

You say whatever you wish to say.

Luciano.

Listen, Luciano.

If you love me, really love me, go to
the police and give yourself up.

Why don't you stop this?

Terrible life you're leading.

Why don't you rest a bit?

Pretend you're a prisoner of war.

Ten years will go past soon.

You'll see.

And I'll wait for you so when you get
out, I'll be there waiting for you,

Luciano.

Then we can be together.

I'll wait for you. Go to the police,
Luciano.

I'll be waiting for you.

This is our new client. His name is
Luciano Lutring.

He is here from Italy.

Age, 26.

A part of a new wave of criminals now
making their way here.

You mean a criminal common market?

Yes, up to now the Italians have been
out of it, but Monsieur Lutring is

the criminal's common market.

He's a loner, a man with not much
courage, and rather nervous. But

this reason, he's all the more dangerous
for us. Because as we know, they're the

ones who shoot most readily.

This is his lovely wife, an ex -singer
in nightclubs. And Lutring, in his

primitive psychology, steals jewels in
order to keep on a par with his wife's

good looks.

To bolster his ego. He's a handsome man.

Seems impossible for such a head to have
such a twisted brain.

That's what I think, too, when I see a
face like his.

But there's always a reason.

Inherited disease, alcoholism. For some
time now, he's been drinking quite a

lot. And in my opinion, he'll become a
killer sooner or later. That's why we're

taking an interest in him.

Besides, the criminals here will make
him work under special conditions.

That way, he could easily become a
killer.

We'll have to increase the taking of
film in our streets, then, hoping to

him in good company.

He's trying to sell some jewels. But
naturally, no one wants to buy them, eh?

Oh, he's asking a high price, and nobody
here trusts him yet. Oh, it appears

he's going around here, too, in a white
Alfa Romeo.

That'll make it easier to spot him.

It is, Arno.

You're not Parisian, eh?

No, I just work here.

Yeah, what kind of work when you run
from the cops, eh?

Maybe our kind.

I haven't any residence permit to work.

I'm Italian and unemployed.

Well, if it happens again, don't panic.
They're just trying to get some mug

shots.

It seems that things are getting a bit
hot here lately.

Leave me alone to play a piece, huh?

Don't you care for Paris?

Not much.

It's rainy and cold.

Have you only murders on your record?

No.

We can get along then.

I'm thinking of a trip to the Côte d
'Azur. Interested?

Why not?

Where are men?

You want to play now?

Hey, young man.

You want to be arrested for begging?

Clean this sidewalk up and beat it,
quickly.

Keep moving.

Keep moving.

come tomorrow.

I'll make you an offer then. No!

Leave the jewels with me.

What for?

I'll explain.

We've been sectioning Paris into areas
for some time now.

You're not authorized to work here, so
these jewels must go to the area agent.

What do you mean, area agent? I was the
one who took the reasons.

I stole them and they're mine.

So they're yours.

If they aren't, then they're nobody's.
Not even the jewelers.

Lettering. Take my advice and get out of
Paris.

You're nothing.

Because the big newspapers are writing
you up, don't let your head get big.

Bobino, these pockets are full of
jewels, but I'm hungry.

For three days I've been trying to sell
them.

You're started, that Latrine.

I'll hand you over to the cops and then
you leave.

Nobody will buy your goods.

You can try at the banks, but you're
alone.

The Moroccan and Corso aren't worth a
sou.

If you want to try the banks alone, you
can do so.

But jewels in your hands are just
nothing. Mere stones.

You can chuck them away if you want to.
I'll give you some friendly advice.

Look, give them to me. I'll give you 500
new francs. You'll be able to eat, to

sleep, eh?

To buy a one -way ticket to Amsterdam.

I can find you a nice quiet job in
Amsterdam and you'll be money ahead.

Come on, give them to me, Le Très.

Damn you, Le Très!

Take your stones!

Milan.

I'm sorry, but your name's not on the
passenger list. Forgive me.

Here it's this one

Eat

it, it's fresh

Paris then. A friend will bring you a
passport.

It's forged, of course, but perfect like
mine.

Try some.

Once you arrive in Paris, hop a taxi.

Go to the Place Pigalle.

You'll see your picture outside the
Mayfair.

On your picture, write your address. But
why?

So I can find you.

But why don't you tell me right now
where you're going so I don't have to

around the town alone?

We can't trust anyone.

And it's not just a question of trust.
You know, I change beds every night. At

least I have the cash.

No.

Luciano, no.

No, not with a gun. What are you saying?
I'm scared.

No. You promised me. No, I can't. It's
part of me. I couldn't live. No. Please,

Luciano. Oh, God.

Inspector Maroni, it's urgent.

What are you doing?

Hello, Inspector.

Let me speak to Inspector Maroni.

Where have I seen that face?

I've seen it someplace.

She's certainly a beautiful young lady.

No, I don't mean her. Who's he?

He's someone I know.

But where have I seen him? At any rate,
we'll follow him night and day. He's

moved in with an Italian, a bank clerk.
No record.

Ah, you know who that funny face is with
Mrs. Lutring?

That's Maroni, chief inspector in Milan.

I bet anything he's here to try to get
Lutring back to Italy.

With her assistance.

for that, isn't it?

Good evening, Julien.

We meet at last. What are you doing in
Paris, Moroni? Well, I've heard such a

lot about Pigalle.

You won't believe this, but I've never
managed to get here before.

May I offer you an Italian coffee?

Near here, there's a bistro where they
make real espresso.

We can also take the opportunity of
talking shop a bit. Yes.

Angela!

Let's get out of here. I'm frightened.

I've been waiting for you ten days
without caring about the risk. I know,

darling, but let's go. I'm scared.

All right.

Any news of Mrs. Lutry?

Yes, she's in Paris.

I heard she was. One of our men has been
following her. It appears that there's

someone who's trying very hard to make
us lose sight of her.

Ah.

Listen, Julian.

We're both old hands at the game, and
it's to both our interests to catch him.

Otherwise, he'll come out the winner.

Let's see now. Yes, you're right. I'm
completely in accord.

Let's talk about it.

Please, I beg you, now put it down.
Unless I drink, I lose my courage.

Come on, drink.

It won't be tea.

Remember, in those days, I was a good
boy.

room for you tonight.

Not for Luciano Lutring.

If you expect a bed in this hotel,
you'll have to pay.

How much?

I demand an advance 3 ,000 francs for
one night.

Luciano, what is it in lira?

Over 300 ,000 lira.

We work for them, I guess.

A safe night is more valuable than
money.

If people like you don't sleep, they
come to a bad end.

I'm sorry.

We're 500 francs short.

It's all I've got.

Good night

You've

earned millions of Lear

This is what we've come to.

Tomorrow we'll go away.

Where can we go?

We'll rent a house of our own.

Outside Paris.

I had hoped we could return to Milan.

Can you imagine the price of a safe trip
to Milan?

Two million lira.

That much, there's only one way to get
it.

Vedin, do me a favor, huh?

Get a photo made from that film of Mrs.
Littring arriving at the Gare de Lyon.

You recall it. Yes.

Then call your friend the reporter on
Francois.

Jacques Lorrain. Yes, that's the one.
See that he gets the photograph and

it on the front page.

But the same photograph will show the
face of Inspector Moroni. Of course,

that's the idea.

Only you and Lorrain mustn't say who it
is in the picture with Mrs. Littring.

It's enough for Lutring to find out that
Moroni and she got here together.

He'll know who he is. But be careful. No
scandal of any sort, understand?

Yes, I've got a feeling that Lutring
won't manage to get back home.

He might, it's hard to say.

Those jewels certainly make your mouth
water.

I've one more very important favor to
ask of you, Baudin.

Lutring's young friend, Corso.

Have him set free and ask him on my
personal behalf and in his own interest.

To go to Lutring and convince him to try
a smash and grab at Cartier's. It can

be done.

But see here, what new is it? What is
it?

Well, the hitch is that Corso would have
to present Lutring with a genuine idea

that's foolproof for raiding Cartier's.
Then how about planning something?

Who? Why, you and Corso, I should
imagine. You certainly ought to know the

way to plan a raid after working among
jailbirds for ten years.

Huh? Something wrong by any chance?

I was just wondering between you and me
whether or not we're preparing a trap or

is it a grave for him to fall into?

A trap, I'd say.

I thought we decided I'd drive.

No, I'm driving the car.

Someone has to help smash Cartier's
windows.

I can't do it by myself.

But why can't you stick to the original
idea and not use me? I should still

drive the car, no?

And while I drive, you hand the tools
over to the guy who'll be in the car and

he'll pay.

Can we just get the cash off the guy
without smashing Cartier's windows?

Oh, no, he's a hard guy.

Besides, he trusts me.

It's me who brought him into this and I
guaranteed a good deal.

You think we can break Cartier's windows
with just a little dead ball?

Just the first ones.

Next we use machine guns Then if they
don't break We run. Oh, no, we've got to

go through with it You can talk. All
right, you'll be sitting in the car and

we'll be exposing ourselves to the
public with submachine guns I want to do

job tonight. Not tomorrow tomorrow.

Sorry. I've got to be in Milan

This is you here and Maroni's with you.

They're on to us.

We've got to get out of here.

They followed you and you didn't even
notice it. Fool!

If they surround the house, we'll be
killed.

Now, don't be afraid.

He brought me to Paris.

Maroni? That's right.

But your father knew about Luciano. You
bitch!

Big Lugiano.

Get out of my sight.

You whore.

I ought to smash you. The way you smash
a window.

I can only kill when I'm scared.

I can't do it.

Because I'm only sick.

I'm not capable of smashing you to bits.

Well, when are they coming to get me?
When? Because now you sold me, Angela.

Angela.

When your mother gave you that name, she
had no idea how you'd turn out.

They're not coming to get you.

Don't worry.

Nobody knows we're here. Not even
Maroni.

Calm down now.

I love you. I do, my darling.

If I've done anything, it was only to
save your life.

But you won't believe the truth.

You and I will go back to Milan, huh?

Because it's the only way.

This way.

With Moroni behind us, you'll be able to
return to Milan.

You'd have a chance. You wouldn't be
killed.

But if you stay here in Paris, the
French police will get you sooner or

And they wouldn't hand you over to the
Italians either.

You see, here in Paris, there are two
police interests.

Each one trying to make an arrest.

Each one has their own interests.

We must take advantage of the situation.

But will you understand this, Luciano?
How much are they giving you to hand me

over to the police in Italy?

All right, Luciano.

It's not in my interest for you to come
to Milan, no.

No, I want you to stay here in Paris and
get yourself killed for just a few

pieces of filthy jewelry.

And that way I'll be rid of being a
gangster as well.

Luciano?

Get ready.

I'm going to pick you up tonight.

It was a terrible spot to be. I realize.

It's a miracle I'm here. But I finally
managed to convince him.

He's leaving with me for Milan tomorrow.

What are you doing today? I'm not sure
that... I'm not sure... Out with it!

Where's he going?

Cartes.

Well?

Listen. I tried to persuade him. I did
everything in my power.

He promised me. So?

Ever since we were married. Well, his
promises aren't worth anything. Can't

see that?

Then you won't do anything more for me?
No, no.

The only possible thing for you to do is
return to Italy. Here's your passport.

Get your stuff out quickly.

Save yourself, at least.

You must realize it's my duty to warn
the French police.

But couldn't... No, no, no. If a
criminal's going to commit a crime, I

all conscience protect him.

You could at least wait. Why? Wait for
what?

To kill someone?

Must I become his accomplice too? Are
you crazy?

Inspector! Inspector, are you leaving me
alone here?

I must. What else can I do?

For that matter, it's the only way you
can start living again.

Listen, I've got to go and telephone
Inspector Julian.

Unless you want to do it and collect the
reward.

you police are like that.

You're a mean bastard.

You haven't understood me at all. Not at
all.

Are you listening?

I'm telling you.

I'm only doing my job.

And what's yours?

First a tramp and next a spy.

I've done too much.

And now it's over.

It's Inspector Julien's car.

I put him on. It's Inspector Moroni of
the Italian police.

Yes. Hello, this is Inspector Julien.
Give me Inspector Moroni.

Hello, is that you, Julien?

Yes, it is. Good morning.

What is it?

Luthering has left his hideout and is
making for Cartier's.

Thank you. Thank you for the
information. And don't worry, I'll be

necessary measures to capture Luthering.

And pardon my simple curiosity, but
where is Luthering's hideout?

In Saucel.

But exactly where, I don't know myself.

Thank you for your loyalty and
cooperation, Inspector Moroni.

I'm grateful. Now I'll give you some
confidential information in exchange.

It was our idea to entice him there to
Cartier's.

Because we're interested in apprehending
Lutrin.

But you can have Mrs. Lutrin.

Don't shoot him, because he knows a lot
about Milan and Paris.

My men have set a trap.

And it's up to him not to make it into a
tomb.

Bon voyage, now.

Is this your car?

to the Etoile. This is Car 12. I am
heading up over the cleaver from the

area.

This is Car 12.

Lutring is proceeding from the Etoile
towards Place de Terre de Boulevard de

Concelle. This is Car 27. I am taking
Avenue Malheur from Place de la Grande.

Lutring is proceeding towards Boulevard
de Concelle. All cars make...