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The horses are ready
for the race.

We see the horses. They will
have to race for one mile.

Sitting Bull is number
one, ridden by John Hay.

Number two is Mount Lane, ridden by J.
Holt...

West Cotton, ridden by Alex
Scott, is number three.

Yellow Prince is number four,
ridden by Frankie Mitchell.

Sterling Eye, number
five, ridden by Alex Cort.

Mocambo, ridden by Roy
Sorrenti, is number six.

Camel One, ridden by George
Swanson, is number seven.

Number eight is Flash
Day, ridden by Johnny Evan.

Yussuf is number nine,
ridden by Gus Everett.

Rainbow, ridden by Herbie
Howard, is number ten.

Nesbitt, number
eleven, is ridden by...

The horses are on the starting line...
And they're off!

Yellow Prince is in the lead,
followed by Mount Lane.

West Cotton is in third place,
followed by Sterling Eye...

Then Mocambo, Camel One, Yussuf, Flash
Day, Rainbow, Sitting Bull and Nesbitt.

At 400 yards, Yellow Prince, ridden by
Frankie Mitchell, is still leading.

West Cotton is second, followed by Mount
Lane and Sterling Eye, Yussuf is fifth...

Then Mocambo, Nesbitt, Camel One,
Flash Day, Rainbow and Sitting Bull.

At the halfway mark, Yellow Prince is still
leading, but Yussuf is second, tailing him.

Sterling Eye is third, then Mocambo,
Flash Day, Mount Lane, West Cotton...

Nesbitt, Camel One, Sitting
Bull and, last, Rainbow.

We're close to the
finish line...

Yellow Prince is still
leading, Yussuf is behind...

Then Mocambo,Flash Day, Camel
One, Mount Lane and West Cotton.

Rainbow is far behind, Yellow Prince is
still leading, Mocambo is coming up fast.

Things are heating up,
Yellow Prince is leading...

But Mocambo is gaining
speed and getting closer.

Yellow Prince finishes first
and wins this Grand Prix!

Mocambo is second, Nesbitt third,
followed by Flash Day and Mount Lane.

Here's the finish line of this Grand Prix:
Yellow Prince first, Mocambo far behind...

Followed by Nesbitt,
Flash Day and Sterling Eye.

Good morning.

Yes, Reginald, you have
the right to your share.

The jury has confirmed
today's finish.

Yellow Prince is first, then Mocambo,
Nesbitt, Flash Day and Sterling Eye.

You have the right
to your share.

Good morning, my beloved wife.

Randy, it's me, Lester Parson.

Of course I'm recording this call,
I don't trust a guy like you!

Take note: 5,000 dollars on Circus
Colony winning in the first race.

3,000 on Dirty in
the third race.

And 2,000 on Willie winning or
placed in the seventh race.

Got that?

Of course you'll see
the money tomorrow!

Don't I always keep my word?

And now, for a look
at the local news.

This morning, garbage men on
the north side of town...

Made a terrible discovery when, inside
one of the bags they were collecting...

They found the horribly mutilated
and dismembered remains of a woman.

According to the first reports, it seems
that a power saw was used on the victim.

Dental evidence led to the woman's dentist
and made the victim identifiable.

She was Andrea Cohen, the
widow of Norman Cohen...

The famous Fifth Avenue jeweller who
died a few years ago in a plane crash.

Police are actively investigating on Mrs.
Cohen's private life.

They are seeking a motive and looking
for clues in order to find the culprit.

Mrs. Cohen didn't have
any family or friends.

Authorities say money,
like most murder cases...

Could be the reason
behind this gruesome killing.

What do you want?

I'm worried.

Quite worried.

It's just a coincidence.

Do you have any idea how
many people in the world...

Slip on a banana peel
at the exact same moment?

She wasn't just a rich widow.
She's been hacked to pieces too.

But you didn't leave any bits
of her corpse lying around.

Even her false teeth returned
where they came from.

You mean it's become pig food.

As good a way as any to
follow life's eternal cycle.

You've become a
philosopher, I see.

You call that
philosophy, Lester?

You can relax.

I hope so.

- Roman Princess, 3/5.
- 3/5.

- Rincon, 8/1.
- 8/1.

- Champagne Lover, 6/5.
- 6/5.

- FOX Path, 15/1.
- 15/1.

- Black Beauty, 4/1.
- 4/1.

- Bogarde, 3/5.
- 3/5.

- Willis, 6/5.
- 6/5.

Rainbow, 8/1.

- Randy!
- 8/1.

Hello! Look who's here!

I was just thinking that if Lester
Parson could pick winners...

As much as he can pick
losers, he'd be a millionaire!

That's a good one,
isn't it, Lester?

- Lady o, 18/3.
- 18/3.

Don't you like it?

What's wrong with you?

Did you bring my money?

A real player.

- Vera Optim, 3/2.
- 3/2.

- Party, 6/5.
- 6/5.

Randy...

I'm a bit short right now, could you
give me credit for a couple of weeks?

Sorry Parson, no credit for you.
You know why?

Because you're a born loser, and if I
give you credit I'll never see you again.

If you need money,
sell your car.

Damn.

Those damn cops.

- Randy, I...
- Sorry, Lester.

Tall, nice, young-looking lady.

35 years old, sociable.

Financially independent.

"I work with my father..."

Despite being 39, I often look
at myself in the mirror...

And I reckon I still am what one
would call a very attractive woman.

I've been a widow for
four years now...

But I still want to
live, to run, to laugh...

And to make love.

I own 50,000 dollars in stocks.

I'm looking for a wise and mature
man of equal financial status.

A man to establish a long relationship of
deep and reciprocal understanding with.

Will I ever find my soulmate?

Oh, but you've found
him, my dear.

Yes, you've found him.

Oh, darling!

Oh my God!

Oh, Lester!

I love you darling!

Oh, Lester!

Oh my God!

Oh, yes!

Oh yes, Lester!

Oh, Lester!

Oh my God, Lester darling!

Oh, Lester... My love...

Oh, Lester...

Was your wife a good dancer too?

Not like you, Margie.

Not like you.

You're such a terrible
flatterer, aren't you, Lester?

But it doesn't matter,
I like you anyway!

Oh, darling, my head is spinning.
That's enough dancing, please.

I know just the thing.
Sit down, please.

Here. Good girl.

Sit down.

I'll be right back.

Right back.

Darling!

What are you doing?

A little patience, honey.

This will make you feel great
in a matter of seconds.

You're trying to get me drunk, I can tell
it. Spill the beans, you naughty man.

- Am I right or not?
- You got me. I confess.

But it will make seducing
you much easier, later.

But you've already seduced me, darling.
Did you forget?

I remember it quite well.

But that was mere
adolescent play.

What I have in mind for
tonight is something special.

Really, Lester?

I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy.

Don't worry, my dear.

- I'll get you another.
- Stop!

We have to drink
together this time...

So we can fly together on the
wings of our love and go far away.

If you say so, Margie.

Lester!

Yes, darling?

You still haven't told me why
you made me sell all my stocks.

I will, darling, but not now.

I don't think we should talk about it.
Love and money are incompatible topics.

Now, drink up, dear.

Could you give me a cigarette?

Oh, of course.

What are you doing?

I'm checking the
level of the drinks.

I don't want to drink
more than you.

If you want to get me drunk,
we have to do it together.

But...

Which is the one I gave you?

What does it matter, darling?

I don't know, it must
be one of the two.

Come on, darling.
Let's drink to us.

Alright.

No, wait a minute!

Maybe you're right, we
shouldn't drink too much.

What you need right now is a
nice glass of soda water.

Ugh, I don't like soda water.

I'm just going to ask you one thing.
Wait here.

Drink, honey.

It'll be good for you.
Do it for me, please.

Come on.

There you go. Good girl.

My God, Lester! I feel awful!

I have to puke!

Be still!

Lester!

Lester!

- Lester...
- Darling Margie.

Good morning.

What the hell are
you doing here?

Well, I slept in here.

It's a lot quieter than
that building site...

And nobody wakes you up, dragging
dead bodies and burying them in cement.

Alright.

- Now get out of here.
- Sure! Just one last thing, sir.

Well, what's the shortest
way to get back into town?

- A shortcut?
- Yes.

Well, the shortest way
back into town...

ls through the woods,
in that direction.

Ah, good, thank you. Bye!

The mutilated body of wealthy
38 years old Ann McDonald...

Has been found this morning in
her kitchen by her cleaning lady.

The woman's head had been stuffed
into an electric oven...

And it was burned
beyond recognition.

Police believe that this
crime is connected...

With the murder of another
wealthy widow a few weeks ago.

Their theory is confirmed by
the testimony of a vagrant...

Who claims he actually saw the
murder from the victim's garden.

According to the vagrant, who is currently
being treated at County Hospital...

The killer made repeated
attempts to murder him as well.

The police are using the vagrant's
description of the killer...

To construct an
identikit of the culprit.

We will show you the identikit
in our next reports.

We ask our viewers to follow our
next reports and whoever...

Hi, Lester.

Don't tell me this is
just another coincidence.

Common sense rules that
out, don't you think?

Common sense also rules
out the possibility...

That there's someone out there who's
capable of predicting your moves.

Don't forget that this copycat
always acts at the same time you do.

He never acts after you.

And he leaves a trail
of clues behind him.

Did you realize that?

Just make sure you don't
start making mistakes too.

It would mean trouble.

I don't make mistakes.

I won't make mistakes.

I wish you won't, Lester.

Goodnight.

Contradictory elements in the
description made by the vagrant...

Didn't allow the police to create
a detailed identikit of the killer.

It's certain, however, that he wears
oval, steel-rimmed eyeglasses...

And that he's a tall man
with a thick black beard.

We'll give you further
details as they come in.

Hi.

I've got some stuff to show you.

Sure. Sit down.

Let's see.

I'm sorry.

This stuff is costume jewelry.

It's worthless stuff.

A bunch of worthless rocks.

Are you sure about it? Are you
trying to bargain with me?

No. It's not that.

I told you, it's
costume jewelry.

Please, take it away, I
don't have time to waste.

Gold Medal, ridden by Frank Reynard,
won the last Wyoming Cup...

And placed third in the Omaha Prix.
He also won the Rosebud Prix...

A long race on a
very muddy ground.

It's a strong horse
reliable for any race.

The horses are being placed in the starting
gates, the most laborious bit of a race...

We see Blue Wolf, number nine, and
now we see number one, Greengrass.

The race is about to start...
And they're off!

Gold Medal takes the lead,
followed by Mount Lake.

Sealand is third, then Flashing, Butterfly,
Crazy Horse, Greengrass, Blue Wolf...

Morning Star, Player and Mystery.
West Coast is last.

At 400 yards, Gold Medal, ridden by
Frank Reynard, is still leading.

Sealand follows, then
Mount Lake, Butterfly...

Alice...

A soprano who's tired
of singing solos...

Who's tired of tenors...

Who would like to sing romances and
share some passionate love with her?

I'm sure she won't mind
someone deeper than a tenor.

Don't you think, Reginald?

License, please.

What did I do?

But I wasn't...

The mysterious killer, now labelled "The
Monster" by the press, has struck again.

And, again, with
sheer brutality.

Once more, for his new victim,
he has chosen another woman...

Whose characteristics are almost
identical to those of the previous victims.

Alice Shogun, widow of
Professor Herbert Shogun...

Who was the inventor
of a new cure for AIDS...

Was found at 10 o'clock this
morning, strangled in her bed.

To commit the murder, the killer strangled
the victim with her own stockings.

Mrs. Shogun lived alone and
led an extremely retired life...

Never receiving
visits from anyone.

How the killer gained entrance to
her house is currently unexplained.

No signs of break-in
have been found.

However, it seems that the
killer left some clues behind.

So far, it's the first mistake
The Monster has committed.

Police have issued no
official statement...

But unofficial information from
the District Attorney's office...

Seems to suggest that this
ruthless killer will be caught soon.

Blood stains on the stockings
allowed police to isolate...

The killer's blood group,
and identify his DNA as CH2268.

We hope that...

That's my DNA!

This will make it easier for the
police to catch the killer.

The DNA identification
test has...

It's mine!

Randy!

Mr. Lester Parson.
Come in, come in.

Why aren't you answering
my phone calls?

I've been calling all morning.

Relax. This office is
temporarily closed.

No bets for a month.

The cops put a tap on the phone.

But I want to bet.

I have to bet!

If you want to bet, sit down. As
long as you have enough cash.

100 dollars to open
and no raise limit.

Interested?

Sure.

This enough?

I'll open, that's 100.

200.

300.

500.

Okay.

I'm in.

Forget it.

One card.

Two .

Deal.

Could you give me credit?

How much?

5,000?

Why don't you ask for 10,000?

Alright, 10,000.

I'll bet...

5,000.

I pass.

I say 10,000.

Fine.

Let's see your cards.

Royal flush.

You have one week to pay me.

Otherwise, you know what will
happen to you, don't you?

Hello?

What are you doing?

Who is this?

Can't you guess?

I don't like prank calls. Tell
me who you are or I'll hang up!

You forgot about me?

For the last time,
tell me who you are.

Answer me!

Do I really need to explain
everything, Lester? I'm a celebrity.

My exploits are the hot
topic of every TV newscast.

So it's you who's
been tormenting me.

It's you who's trying
to drive me crazy!

Really, Lester, I
don't understand you.

If one of us is being
tormented, well, that's me.

Can you tell me why...

Why are you copying me
and leaving evidence behind?

What's your real goal? Tell me!

Are you trying to destroy me?

Me, destroy you?

Don't be a fool.

Your fate is linked to mine.

I want to meet you.

That's not possible. It
would be the end of you.

I'll take the risk.

Tell me where you are.

Much closer than you
could ever imagine.

I could say we're almost
close enough to touch.

Please.

At least tell me where
you're calling from.

Sorry Lester, gotta go now.

No, wait! Don't hang up, please!

Much closer that you
could ever imagine.

I could say we're almost
close enough to touch.

This race was first run three
years ago and was named...

After William Swanson, the great
promoter who died in a tragic plane crash.

This race is reserved to
three year old horses...

The first edition was won by
Indian, ridden by Larry Hulliam.

The following year, it was won by
Blue Sky ridden by Ronnie Donaldson.

Last year, it was won by Time of
Love, ridden by Ernie La Motta.

The track record is of 1117.3.

This year, the William Swanson Race will
see rich prizes...

With the final purse
amounting to 160,000 dollars.

This is the starting line.

The horses are making their
entrance onto the track.

Number one, Lady Elle,
ridden by Larry O'Neil.

Number two, Queen lsotta,
ridden by Ian Dundee.

Number three is Silver
Bell, ridden by Mark Norton.

Number four is Steel
OK, ridden by Tim Nolan.

Number five, Iron Jet,
ridden by Alan Mason.

Number six, Flying,
ridden by Lucky Martino.

Number seven, Rosie F,
ridden by Rolf Stewart.

Number eight is Gold Star,
ridden by Randy McPherson.

Number nine is Impact,
ridden by Joe Ladd.

Number ten, Evil,
ridden by Jerry Crowe.

And number eleven, India,
ridden by Steve Barkley.

After her recent victory at Port Andrew and
the second place in the Wyoming Race...

Lady Elle is the
favourite for this event.

And here's number four, Steel OK, a good
horse who's had a strange season...

Alternating some marvelous
victories with inexplicable losses.

He's been on the podium three times
and arrived third four times.

Here's number ten, Evil,
offspring of Edward...

Whose last victory has been
last March, on this very track.

Here's number two,
Queen lsotta, and...

Queen lsotta is returning
from an injury...

We can't say if she's
back to top form...

Everything's ready.

We see Steel OK on the starting
line, Flying is next to him...

We now see Lady Elle on
the starting line...

Silver Bell follows, then Queen
lsotta...

Iron Jet and, last, Evil.

The horses are speeding up, we see
Lady Elle tailing Queen lsotta.

One horse is out and
we see Steel OK...

Impact is clashing with Silver
Bell, Iron Jet follows...

The finish line is near, and
Silver Bell carries on.

We're close to the end! Impact
leaves Silver Bell behind...

Impact wins and Silver
Bell is second!

Iron Jet is third, then Evil...

Lady Elle, Queen lsotta...

Where are you?

Answer me!

I know you're here.

You've been watching
me from here.

Come on, show yourself!

Come on!

Come out and show yourself! What
are you waiting for? Come out!

- What now, you dirty bastard?
- Hello? Hello? Who's speaking?

Excuse me, is this 6596782?

You have the wrong number. Try
to be more careful next time.

Really? I was sure
I had it right.

Well, you had it wrong.

Hang up and dial again, but
this time be more careful.

Alright.

Hello?

Oh, it's you again, oh my God.

You know, I should be
the one to say that.

Don't you find this game you're
playing a little tedious?

Tedious? Why is that?

I find it rather
amusing, after all.

Really?

You have a nice voice.

It's been years since
I had the pleasure...

Of hearing such a nice voice
at this hour of the morning.

If such a voice were
available for a price...

I'd hire its owner to
wake me up every morning.

It would cost you
a lot of money.

- I'm high-priced.
- It wouldn't be a problem.

My dear husband has been very generous
to me, he left me a wealthy widow.

That's very interesting.

I'm not really in the position
to discuss it right now.

No? What's your
current position?

Well, I was taking a shower and
I'm wearing only a bath towel.

Really? I'll tell
you a secret, then.

I'm lying in bed and
I'm wearing nothing.

Well, that's a
strange coincidence.

I'd say intriguing.

I'll make you a proposal.

Since our phones aren't working and
they won't be repaired soon...

Why don't we benefit
from this coincidence?

I mean, why don't you
come over and visit me?

Shall we say today, at 5
o'clock in the afternoon?

I'd be pleased, as long as you promise
you'll stay the way you are right now.

- I will, on one condition.
- What is it?

That you'll show up at
my door the same way.

Well, I'd love to, but
they'd arrest me.

Well, let's just be
conventional, then.

You'll wear a blue suit and
I'll wear a white dress.

Sounds good to me.

My name is Virginia Fields.

227 High Street.

- 227 High Street.
- Ring the bell. I'll be waiting for you.

I won't be late.

What's your name?

Wait a minute.

He didn't tell me his name.

I'll be right on time.

The hunt for The Monster is
drawing to a conclusion.

Last night, following
an anonymous tip...

Police raided the criminal's den,
an empty cottage near the race track.

Unfortunately, the man
was able to escape...

But one officer was lucky enough
to get a good look at his face.

This has allowed to understand that every
detail gathered until now has been wrong.

The Monster has no beard, no glasses and
he's got a thick head of black hair.

Police are working with the officer to
create an identikit with these new details.

We hope we'll be able to show it
to you during our next newscast.

Here you go.

All done.

Come on. Let's go sit down.

I could stay with
them for hours.

I usually spend the afternoons over there,
in the grove. I spend the mornings here.

I love being with my animals. Maybe
it was a little boring for you.

The thing is, I'm not that used
to talking to people anymore.

Ever since my husband died, I've never
left the house. I just couldn't.

You've done a miracle. You've
brought me back to life.

Before you I felt useless.

Now, I feel like
I am born again.

I don't care anymore about
anything you see around you.

Life owes me a debt, and
now I'm gonna get it.

And... If you're really
in love with me...

I want you to be by my side.

I know you will be.

Ever since I met you, I
knew I could trust you.

I don't feel that
hollow anymore.

Come here.

I'd like to change the shape of the pool.
Will you give me a few suggestions?

I'd also like to change the...

What's the matter?

Come with me, enough
talking for now. Come!

You seem a little down today.

Is something wrong?

Oh, no.

Nothing important.

For me, everything that
concerns you is important.

It's nothing, really.

Listen, Lester.

Maybe you'll think I'm
being a little extreme...

But I couldn't tolerate any shadows
in a relationship like the one we have.

You have to be
completely open with me.

You don't have to hide anything from me.
Absolutely anything.

You have to tell me what
goes on in your mind.

If you can't, well...

Then your love won't
have any meaning for me.

Does this include my
personal problems?

Your problems are my problems.

Alright.

But, remember...

I'm telling only
because you asked.

Tell.

I've been making some bad
investments in the stock market.

If I don't cover my losses in
the next two days...

I'm ruined.

How much do you need?

200,000 dollars.

That's a lot of money.

You asked me.

I reckon I can find the money.

Do you really mean it?

I never joke about money.

What kind of collateral
can you offer me?

Well...

All I own is the house I live in
and there's already a mortgage on it.

I see.

Alright, it can be done.

You'll sign your
house over to me.

Then, when you'll give me back the
money, we'll tear the agreement up.

It's very simple, Lester.

You trust me and I trust you.

Of course your mortgaged house isn't
worth 200,000 dollars, right?

If you like my idea, have your lawyer
prepare all the necessary papers.

I'll have them ready
as soon as possible.

And you'll find your money here.

You want cash, I suppose.

Well... I guess it
would be better, yes.

Alright.

Virginia.

Yes?

I wouldn't have said anything
if you hadn't asked.

I'm glad you did, Lester.
Now I know you trust me.

Let's dine with lobster
and champagne.

We'll celebrate.

And we'll end up drunk
under the table.

How does it sound, darling?

It sounds perfect.

Where's my shadow?

My God, what's happening to me?

I've never made such easy money like last
year in Wichita with that horse! Uncanny!

Hey!

He won't get away.

He hasn't got a dime,
where can he go?

Alright.

Yes, a one-way ticket on your first flight
to Lisbon, Portugal. Tomorrow morning.

The name is Parson,
Lester Parson.

That's right,
Parson with an "a".

I'll pick it up later.

I'll be there tomorrow
as soon as you open.

Thanks.

- Bewildering.
- Why?

Well, maybe because I've met some men
in the past who were always so late...

That I finally ended believing that
they were not the exception, but the rule.

Did you go see your lawyer?

Virginia, I'm surprised at you.

How can you mix mere business with
this noble lobster we have here?

Listen.

How would you have reacted if, walking
in, the first thing I said was...

"Did you get the money
from your bank?"

I would have said, "Of
course I got it."

I got it and it's all
there, in the drawer.

- Do you want to see it?
- Virginia, wait.

Not now. Let's talk
about it later.

- As you wish.
- Thank you.

You create the atmosphere,
I'll take care of the rest.

- Okay?
- Alright.

I'll be back in a minute.

Are you ready, my darling?

Almost done.

Are you ready?

I am.

And I am, too. That's for sure.
Good.

I'm coming!

Virginia, you are mesmerizing.

And you are a terrible liar.

No. It's the absolute
truth, I swear.

Now, close your eyes.

Why?

No questions.

Close your eyes. Please.

Like this, Lester?

You're gorgeous.

Don't open them
until I tell you.

Put that thing down.

Put that away, or I'll shoot.

Virginia, what does this mean?

You'll understand soon.

I guess you didn't have time
to watch the news today.

I did.

And I taped the noon edition.

Time is running out
for The Monster.

After a long and patient investigation and
weeks of hearing witness after witness...

Police has finally announced
they know the killer's real face...

And have distributed his
identikit to the media.

Ever since announcing
it last week...

We are now finally able to show
you the real face of The Monster.

We've received this
identikit only minutes ago.

Anyone seeing this man should call
the authorities immediately...

At one of the following
numbers: 674921

Or at 674925.

5561...

Virginia, I suppose you've
already called the police?

Yes.

Don't worry, they'll
be here soon.

I can't really believe you'd have
the guts to pull the trigger.

Don't you think it could just
be a simple resemblance?

No way.

That's you.

There is no doubt about it.

Give me the gun.

Don't move.

Virginia.

Give me the gun!

Virginia!

Your train has reached
its last stop, Lester.

Time for us to say goodbye.

You finally did it.

Yeah. It was hard but you
finally did it, didn't you?

It wasn't easy, as you can see.

I had to stop three bullets
in order to stop you...

But it was worth it.

Why?

Why?

Just tell me.

Why?

It's painful but it
won't last long.

The chill will start
travelling up your legs soon.

Then, when it'll reach your
head“.

It'll be all over.

It'll be all over.

Subtitled by Francesco Massaccesi