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SYNDICATE SADISTS

- Hi, kid, how ya been?

- Rambo!

It's Rambo, Papa!

- Here.

Hello, Maria.

- It's you!

How marvelous to see you.

- Thanks.

- Hey, welcome back, badass!

Good to know you're still alive.

Wait just a moment, I'll be right with you.

- [Rambo] Uh-huh.

- What a surprise, here, come in.

- [Rambo] Thanks.

- Sit down.

- [Luigino] Mama, now that Rambo's here,

I don't have to go to school.

- Oh no, you're going to school this very second

and you can see Rambo this evening, right?

- Yeah, right.

- We must be going, see you in about an hour.

- Luigino.

What's round and red and rides a big mare?

- [Luigino] What?

- The Lone Orange.

See you later.

- Well, how bout this, eh?

- Here.

- Where the hell you been the last six months?

- I've been around.

- Someone said you'd been in Marseilles.

- Did they?

- You gonna stay here for a bit, you think?

- I dunno.

You know the saying, I don't wanna gather

too much moss.

- Listen, Rambo, a man like you could do big things

in Milan nowadays.

- Playing sheriff with you?

- Ah, you finally noticed what I'm wearing, huh?

- [Rambo] Yeah, you're a night watchman.

- Come on, don't kid around, listen.

Listen Rambo, it's serious.

It's an organized private police force.

You know how fast crime's escalating, robberies,

killings, kidnappings.

So now if anyone wants protection, they can hire us.

It's good work, well-paid, and satisfying.

Isn't it a good idea?

You and I'd make a great twosome.

- I don't have flat enough feet for a policeman.

- Look, the criminal element has got the city

bottled up tight, they might just as easily kill you.

- Yeah, and a bus might knock me down.

You know how it is, I try not to bother anyone

in this life in the hopes that nobody will bother me.

That's a philosophy I've always tried to stick to.

It's worked pretty well up to now.

Come on, gonna walk me down?

- Must've cost a fortune, beautiful, isn't it?

- [Kid] Hey, Michele, come on!

- Hey, only the best, Rambo, eh?

It's quite a piece of machinery.

Look, I'm sorry about that suggestion of mine.

The idea of you working with me.

- What do you mean, you're sorry?

- I got a feeling I offended you.

- You would never offend me with anything

you suggested.

Listen, by the way, where's the headquarters of

this police force of yours?

- In Via de Cesare, number eight.

- Uh-huh, tomorrow I'll drop in just to take a look.

- Yeah, do that.

- Ciao, Flora. - Ciao,

I've eaten so much rice, my stomach

feels like a paddy field.

- What do you think'll help it?

- I'll try the Fernet Branca

- Right.

Double?

- Why not?

So what's new in this wonderful, marvelous world?

- Nothing exciting.

Yesterday, I saw Rambo.

- Rambo, my God, it came true, then.

- What did?

- I'll tell you.

Yesterday I was taking a snooze, you know,

I was half awake, and there was Rambo on a

big white horse riding across the horizon.

- Lelio, go and relieve Taliano.

Are you a Rambo, buddy of Scalia's, right?

- Mm-hmm.

- Shake, Commandante Ferrari.

- Pleasure.

- I've been hearing a lot about you from Scalia.

- Don't listen to him.

- Hey!

Hey, get over here, come and watch your buddy performing.

- I saw.

- Aw, come on, Rambo, I wasn't doing anything.

Get over here and I'll really show you a thing or two.

- I suppose you wanna give me a lesson, right?

- Right, get your coat off.

Clear the floor, guys.

Okay, you ready?

- No, I'm gonna fight my way, okay?

- Hie!

- Huh.

All right, let's go.

- Haa!

- Haa!

- No more, man.

All right, so you're better in karate.

But I'll get you in the next one, don't worry.

- You got some other one?

- Yeah, sure.

- Any more?

- Nope, nope, that'll be enough.

So you're better than me on the range, too.

But if you were a criminal, I'd win.

- I think I'd bet on Scalia.

- A 90% probability that you wouldn't get away.

- All right, prove it.

Okay, I'm ready.

- [Scalia] All right, go on, shoot.

No, no, no, at me.

- At you?

- [Scalia] Yeah, at me, shoot me.

- You must be crazy.

- Try and kill me, come on, shoot.

- For a minute I thought you were kidding.

- No, not at the head, not at the head!

- Not at the head, eh?

Not at the head, go on, take that Vest off.

- Not bad, eh?

Was my idea that we started wearing them.

Normally in the excitement of a gun battle,

one shoots at the chest area, the biggest target.

- But you didn't fall for that little trick,

did you, which makes you very smart.

Listen, if you want, tomorrow you can come back here

and sign on with us.

- No thanks, I was just fooling around to keep

this dummy happy.

- He'll be here tomorrow morning, leave me to it,

I'll fix it.

- Uh-uh, no you won't.

- Giuseppe!

- Hey, what are you-

- Let go of me!

Help, let go!

Papa, help!

- Gianpiero!

This is Marsili, yes, Doctor Marsili.

They've kidnapped my son.

Yes, San Siro, the villa on the end.

- Look, I know you don't consider the green stuff important,

but for me it's an essential.

The only reason I got involved in this work was

because I wanted my son to have a decent life,

better than mine, anyway.

Let's face it, our world's a tough place to

grow up in these days.

- Papa, if you get enough money, will you buy

me a motorcycle like that one of Rambo's?

Well, I mean, maybe a small one.

- We'll see, we'll see.

- Gimme an orange, Luigino.

- And now off to bed, huh?

- Rambo, do you know how to find a pretty broad?

- No, how do you find her?

- [Luigino] Delightful.

- Now off you go, go on.

- [Rambo] Good night.

- [Luigino] Night.

- Listen, this is serious, Rambo, and there's

good money in it.

We could each make 3,000,000 lira if we protect

the factory and the trucks and catch the bastards

who are sabotaging it, not bad, huh?

And if he doesn't get it cleaned up soon,

he'll lose everything.

- So what?

- Let's do it.

I mean, don't you wanna help a buddy?

Maria, you talk to him.

- Does this man have any idea who's against him?

- Not really, no.

Other industrialists, I guess.

- When do the trucks go out again?

- Tomorrow.

SON OF MARSILI FOUNDER KIDNAPPED

- [Scalia] I think I know who pulled this kidnap.

- Yeah?

- There's only one or two groups in Milan

who'd be able to pull off a job like that,

And the most probable is Franco Conti's.

- Ah, Conti's just a purse-snatcher.

- While you were away, Conti grew large gonads

and edged in on the monopoly of the old

Sicilian boss out here.

- Oh yeah, Paterno?

- Yeah, I know nearly all of Conti's special heavies.

A bit of perseverance and a big chunk of good luck,

I think I can find out where they've got that kid hidden

and bring him out.

- You oughta be in a straitjacket, you're mad.

- Why do you say a thing like that?

- You're mad, that's all.

- [Scalia] Why?

- Well, maybe the father prefers to pay

and hope they let the boy go.

And besides, you could be killed, those kidnappers

don't play around, you know.

And if you did it, they'd still get you.

- Get outta here, as soon as I found the hiding place

I'd simply call for the police and let them handle it.

It'd get me a hell of a lot of satisfaction, Rambo,

to pull in a bunch of the Conti boys.

- Ah, so you're not doing this job just for the money.

Wanna be a hero, get a little glory.

- [Scalia] ls there anything wrong with that?

- Well, I dunno, it's pretty risky work.

- Yeah, maybe you're right, but I enjoy it.

Rambo?

- Eh?

- It's risky, yeah, but it's good fun as well.

I'd much rather be taking a few risks and be happy

in my work than sit in an office and die of boredom.

- All right, come on.

- You suppose they'll try anything?

- I dunno, you hope so though, don't you?

- Oh, shit.

Hey, am I wrong, or he already passed us?

- [Rambo] I don't recognize the car.

- Construction work.

Hey, we're in a hurry.

- Hey, we got someone on our tail.

- Ah, don't be so simple, can't be one of them.

Put that gun away.

Fuckin' idiot, don't you understand, put it down.

Now he's passing, don't pull anything stupid.

Satisfied?

He's just out for a joyride.

- Yeah, you were right, the guy was really moving.

Hey, let's get outta here before this thing blows!

- Hold it, hands on your heads.

There's four bullets still in this gun,

two apiece, equally divided.

- The way some people drive is just criminal, isn't it?

Look at that old gas-burner.

- Well, they're all yours, pal.

- Real nice of ya.

- Oh, yeah, I meant to tell ya, I wanted to tell ya

that you're really terrific, sensational.

- You get your hand off that leg of mine, you hear?

(motorcycle engine roars)

- All right, on your feet, let's go.

Go on.

- That's her. - Get a shot of her,

she's getting out of the car.

- Yes, but-

- Please let me alone.

- [Man] One more shot, signora.

- No more questions.

- Who was it that told you about it.

- [Marco] Yeah, right, right.

Call me here in an hour.

Yeah, here at the house. - Marco.

- Ciao.

- Tell me, have you heard anything yet?

- There was a phone call this morning.

It was a tape with his voice on it.

There was no doubt it was his and he sounded all right.

- Please, Marco.

Don't bring the police in.

My God, how long must we wait?

- It won't be long.

The time it takes to get the money they're asking

and make the transaction.

- Marco, if it costs us everything,

I want my son.

- You'll have him back,

I promise.

But you have to promise me something too.

Just stay calm and hold yourself together.

- Yes.

Marco, I'm terrified.

What did I ever do to deserve this?

- Nothing.

This may help make us better parents.

It's a reminder of our real values.

Hello?

Yes, this is he.

Hello?

Hello?

Dead, they hung up.

- All this thieving, murder, kidnapping, rape, and mugging.

Things were better in the war during the occupation.

- By the way, have you seen Scalia around?

- No, sorry, he hasn't been in for a couple of weeks.

- If you do, tell him I'd like to talk to him, all right?

- [Bartender] Right.

- Gotta go now, keep this for me, would you?

- [Bartender] Sure.

- See you later. - [Bartender] Ciao.

- [Flora] Rambo, Rambo!

- Well, hi.

- Hi.

Now make me feel good by telling me you were looking for me.

- All right, I was looking for you.

- And that you never once stopped thinking about little me

during the past eight months.

- I thought of you every second, all right?

- Well, if you insist on coming home with me,

what could I say, my dear?

- Here, come on.

(engine revving)

- Hello?

- [Scalia] Flora, it's Scalia, is Rambo there?

- Yes, hang on.

Rambo, it's for you, it's Scalia.

- Put some clothes on.

Yeah?

- [Scalia] Hi, it's me.

- Where've you been, I was lookin' all over for you.

- Listen, I've done it, Rambo, I've found out where

they're holding the boy, the one who was kidnapped

Monday, and it was Conti's bunch who did it.

It wasn't easy, I had to break a few heads,

but I did it.

Now listen, all the planning was done by Duval.

- How's that?

- [Scalia] Philip Duval.

- No one I know.

- Look man, what about it, will you give me a hand?

- No way, I don't wanna be a dead hero.

Pino, listen, give it to the police.

Let them handle it now.

- You must be crazy.

No, forget it, it's my big chance, I'm not about

to throw it away.

Now listen, I'll see you in an hour at Pepe's Garage,

all right, and don't fink out, huh?

Ciao.

- Hey, now, just a second.

Well, buddy, you've got a long wait at Pepe's.

- Let's go.

- This is car 13 calling headquarters,

car 13 calling headquarters, do you read, over.

I'm on that side road that runs parallel with the

Via Aventina, there's a body here.

Looks like an accident, we called the-

- Pino!

Pino!

This wasn't an accident, it wasn't an accident,

he was killed.

- I know it, and I know who did it.

- He was murdered, all right, so he must've been

onto a hot one.

And he was the best I ever had.

Would you mind giving these to his wife, Rambo?

I don't imagine we'll be seeing you again.

But did you give any thought to accepting

the job I originally offered you?

- I didn't.

- [Ferrari] Think about it, will you?

- First of all, I gotta find someone.

- Flattening a bullet has an explosive effect.

You realize that's against the law.

- So is kidnapping against the law, and murder.

- Hey, Rambo, how's life treatin' ya?

- Pretty good.

You know a man around called Duval?

- Nah, but then I don't know everyone.

- Well, I'll see you tomorrow night, all right?

I gotta go. - Yeah, see ya.

You think Duval will be in this evening?

- Who, Duval?

I dunno, I haven't seen him around in the past week or so.

- [Announcer] Iron Handle has just won the San Marco

stakes for three year olds at Aniano.

He was the pre-race favorite at three to two.

- Which one's Duval?

- With the cigarette.

- Tell me something, how'd you kill Scalia?

With just one blow?

Eh, or was it two or three?

- Wasn't me that killed Scalia.

- I don't wanna know that shit, man.

It's my script and I know all the lines.

Now, you want me to stop killing off characters,

you're gonna give me the dialogue as written.

The Marsili kid, tell me where he's been hidden.

- I don't know, I don't know anything.

- [Rambo] You didn't learn your lines, huh?

- Let go!

- I'll think about it, but not until you tell me

where the kid's being held.

- I'll tell you!

He's in a warehouse.

- [Rambo] Where?

- Not far from here.

- Whereabouts?

- It's eight miles along the road that leads to the

lake at Vinoya, it's the only one there.

You can't miss it.

- Bad luck, kiddo.

- That's right, of course, tell him I will.

And make the arrangements for the payment, all right?

And make them understand, I'll do anything

to get the boy back.

He's all right, darling, but they want two billion lira.

They refuse to bargain.

- Poor little Gianpiero.

We'll need a week to raise an amount like that,

and that means another week he suffers

at the hands of those bastards.

- Inspector.

- Yes, I heard everything, Doctor.

- Then you understand how it has to be handled.

It's absolutely essential the police

stay out of it 100%.

My son could be killed if they interfere.

- I understand, but when you do finally get

your boy back, you'll have to cooperate, Dr Marsili.

- I'll be glad to do anything, I assure you.

- Then I'll see the police stay out of it until

the ransom's in their hands and your boy is home.

Do keep me up to date, though, you may

just find you'll need us.

- Hello there, I want a word with the old man.

- You say you want to talk to the old man?

- Ah, well, Paterno's all right.

- Oh, you wanna talk to Paterno.

You're absolutely sure.

- Yeah, well, isn't this where he lives?

- Yeah, only there are two Paternos, he and his son.

- The old man, the father.

- You'll never guess who's here.

Rambo.

- [Paterno] Him, after such a long time.

- Well, do we put a bullet through his head?

- [Paterno] No no, no, let him come in.

- Okay.

No, we're gonna talk to him!

- If you're carrying a gun, I'd be happy to

look after it for you, right, Franco?

- Right.

- Hmmm?

- Hmmm.

- What cheek, to come back to Milan and visit me.

- You haven't forgotten Hamburg yet?

- I shall never forget it.

- Well, it's obvious Hamburg was bad luck for you.

- Why were you fighting me?

- Ever occur to you that it was the situation

and not me personally?

- You have no idea how often I asked myself that question

and never got an answer.

Had I been sure of the contrary

I would have killed you long ago.

Now, what about this kidnapped child and the

two billion lira I am to make out of it?

- Like I said, you do the heavy work,

give me 10% for telling you where the kid's stashed.

- I'm no kidnapper, and you don't give a damn about money,

otherwise you'd have plenty by now.

I never have been able to figure out

what you've got in your head.

- Maybe if we ask him real nicely

he'll tell us.

- Huh?

Ah, thanks.

- Don't try it, I'm not kidding.

You realize how improbable it is that you'll

get out of here alive?

- Hey, Paterno, better tell the young man to stay cool.

Or you'll suddenly find out he made a mistake.

- Cut it out, if he says it's true, it must be true.

- Now gimme the gun.

- [Paterno] Give it back to him.

- Yeah.

All right, how bout I show you the place?

- How do you know I'll do it?

- Simple matter of reasoning, you hate Conti, right?

You hate the man and what he's doing.

He's trouble, you wanna remain in control.

And another thing, Conti needs money very badly.

If you take the boy away, he'll be screwed.

It's a pretty good chance for you to get him

out of your hair forever.

- My son will go with you.

I am old, I don't go out now.

- What caused that thing there?

- An accident in Switzerland last year.

- All right, then.

- Rambo.

You should not have come back here.

It won't be luck for either of us.

- You say that for me?

- For you, for me, I don't know, I just feel

you should not have come back.

- Ah, well, I'm sorry.

So long, Paterno, come on, kid.

- [Rambo] Recognize any of 'em?

- Yep.

They're Conti's boys, all right, dressed up

as factory workers.

- Well, it's up to you, you plan it.

- And you mean 10%'s enough for you?

- Sure.

- That's a good proposition, Very fair, right Franco?

- Right.

- Papa wasn't too happy in the least about it.

- He has his ideas, I have mine, right, Franco?

- [Franco] Right.

- So Papa's getting old, huh?

When you gonna hit the place, tomorrow?

- Tomorrow, yeah, so get lost, got it?

- Think I'll go home and cry.

- Your telephone ain't workin' today, right?

- No, it ain't workin.

- We heard you got a lotta cash on you today.

Why don't you let us win a little of it?

- Who gave you the idea, the younger Paterno?

- He said to drink a couple of shots to your health.

- Ah, I appreciate that, please go ahead.

- Listen, just hand us over the cash.

- The what?

- You heard, wise guy, the cash he gave you just now.

- Ah, well.

- Yeah, that's better.

- And this.

- Leave him alone.

This one's all mine.

- Yeah, stay out of the way, I'm all his.

Yeah, you look real hygienic sitting there.

You're next.

Come on.

Friend, you won a consolation prize, here.

For your hospital bill.

- Here's your bottle, Rambo.

- Thanks.

Here, pass it around.

- Thanks.

- We're looking for your friend, Rambo.

- He ain't here.

- He ain't, huh? - No.

- He's right.

- I get the feeling that you're not

going to find Rambo tonight.

- Why? - Because whenever he's

as flush as he is today,

he's more than likely to disappear in his spending.

- And you've no idea where he might have disappeared to?

- where would you disappear to

to have fun with a bundle of cash?

- Hell, there's 1 000 places.

- Bing-boing.

You hit the jackpot.

He's in 1 000 places.

- Hi there.

I wanna talk to the boss.

- Oh yeah, what do you wanna talk about, haircuts?

- A business deal.

- What kinda deal?

- None of your business.

You see, this thing that I wanna talk to your boss about,

I can save him at least a million lira a month.

- You can tell me what the deal is, the boss ain't

here right now.

- Oh, he's not here.

Real pity, isn't it?

Hey, I guess I shoulda realized the boss wasn't around,

it's pretty obvious nobody's working.

Tell me, the boss must pay you pretty poorly.

- Why do you say that?

- I dunno, you all look so disagreeable.

Ah well, doesn't matter.

Getting late, think I better go, so long.

- You might as well wait, the boss won't be long now.

- Ah.

All right then, I'll wait 10 minutes.

- Hey, I get the impression we met each other a while ago.

- Yeah, last time I was on Vacation, it was.

I met you in a blue grotto.

- [Man] Hell, I ain't no prevert.

- Ah, well, we all have our little faults.

- I don't really know, but I'm not convinced.

He's got a funny attitude.

- [Franco] I see, did he give you his name?

- No, boss, I think it's better you come and check

the whole thing out.

- [Franco] I'll be down in a minute.

- All right.

- [Rambo] Are you the boss?

- Yes, and I'm a Very busy man, I'm afraid I can only

give you five minutes.

- Well, that'll be enough. - How about in my office?

Please, go ahead.

In there.

- All right.

- Tell all the men to stay on the alert,

there's something wrong.

I think he's probably just a ding-a-ling,

but you can't tell.

- To begin with, the world is a very violent place.

- [Franco] Everybody knows that, so what?

- What do you mean, so what?

Ha, so what, somehow you have to protect yourself, right?

Just like all the industrialists.

That's why I'm here, to offer you our protection.

- Protection racket, huh?

- No, you've got completely the wrong idea.

I said protection, not protection racket,

it's not that, believe me.

You've gotta understand that I'm representing

an organization that's completely legal,

the lowest prices anywhere.

I mean, we could save you let's say maybe a million a month.

- Thanks, I'm not interested, I've got nothing

to protect here.

- Well, I beg to differ, and I advise you to think it over.

Many factories are very easy to sabotage.

You know, workers can be bought for nothing.

And there's kidnapping.

You, one of your children.

Do you realize the industry it's becoming?

There's a hell of a lot of money in it.

- Well, any kidnappers would be wise to leave us alone.

- It's up to you, but don't forget, we'd insure you

against all kinds of trouble.

- Hey, boss, there's some kind of official Van outside.

- Except for them.

That's it, Mr Bastard Conti, run.

- Francois, get out there and ask what they want,

and act normally.

- They're Paterno's boys!

- Here.

- There were only supposed to be four of them.

- Now there's nothing to be frightened of, Gianpiero,

you don't know me, but my name's Rambo and I've come

to get you out of here.

I'll take you home, all right?

You'll soon be home with your mom and papa.

Let's just get these ropes off you.

Okay, come on, let's go.

- They're holding it, we're not gaining ground,

let's get out of here.

- Stay right where you are.

Now get away from the kid.

You've got five seconds, then I kill him.

Walk over to me, Gianpiero.

Walk over here, come on.

All right, first the kid.

- You better do what he says, I'll come back later.

Don't worry, huh?

- Rambo, I don't wanna go.

- You have to, Gianpiero, go on, go on.

- Get over here, kid.

- Get in, let's get outta here.

- That bastard security cop must've been

working with somebody.

- What do we do with the bodies?

- [Conti] We lose any men?

- Four, they lost three.

Well, what now, Boss?

- Right, what now?

First problem, we've gotta get the boy

away from here.

Then we'll worry about giving the Paternos

a little visit in return.

They won't forget it for many years.

- Morning, sir.

- [Marco] Good morning, Inspector.

- Any news?

- No, nothing.

Gloria and I haven't left our telephones for a second.

The deal's been set, it seemed all right.

They got the cash at the bank.

Do you think anything could have gone wrong?

- [Inspector] No, don't worry.

Your son's much too precious to them.

- They might just kill him anyway when they get the money.

Did you come here for a reason?

- Yeah, I want you to look at a photo.

Do you know this man?

- I told you, I couldn't do any identifying.

A quick glimpse of a man getting into a BMW.

Who is he?

- A known racketeer, Philip Duval.

We found his body late yesterday

in an apartment near the river.

It might be a lead to follow.

He's the kind that would go in for kidnapping.

- You promised to stay out of it.

No investigations that would hurt my son,

and I think the Commissioner would agree.

- Thank you, Rambo, without your help,

we'd be starving, you realize that?

But this is too much.

- Don't worry about it, Maria.

Just think of it as if Pino had given

it to me to look after.

- Why was he killed, Rambo?

- Because, because he was trying to catch

a bunch of criminals on his own.

- Was he a brave man?

- Sure, and he was on the ball as well.

- That's something I never want you to forget,

so don't, hm?

Huh?

- [Luigino] I won't.

- Listen, Maria, if you need me, leave a message

at the bar, I go by every day, all right?

Ah, I almost forgot.

I promised your father that I'd buy you

a motorcycle, one like mine.

Well, maybe a little slower, huh?

But you gotta be a good boy, understand?

Ciao.

Ciao, Maria.

- [Maria] Ciao.

- Six, nine.

- [Woman] No, no, no, no, explain it to me,

please, I don't understand.

- All right, everybody.

Anyone that tries anything collects a bullet.

- [Man] Get out of here, go on, get out of here.

- Get over there.

Get down.

On your knees, you.

- Go on. - Your knees!

- [Man] Go on, go on, go on, get over there!

- On that side.

And you, you run along and report to that

son of a bitch, your boss.

Go on, get moving.

If any of you decide you want to come here again,

you'll find the stakes a hell of a lot harder

than you found em tonight!

- You must have guts and go ahead with it.

All things considered, we've been through

more trouble than Conti.

Now the son of a bitch thinks he's stronger than we are.

An impression that must be quickly corrected

before his ambition drives him mad.

Very difficult to talk to crazy people.

He must get it in his head that we are running

gambling houses for profits, not losses.

And this time, I will take care of the details myself.

- My plan to get Conti was perfect.

If it failed, it was because Rambo went and

blew the whistle.

- No, no, otherwise, Conti would've been there

waiting, ready to shoot.

- What now?

- Well, we'll have to kill Rambo before he spoils things.

But first, Conti.

Always handle your enemies one by one.

- [Man] Get out, out.

- What do you want?

What are you gonna do to me?

- Nothing, right, Franco?

- Right. - Come on.

- That's it.

Over here.

- Here it is!

- No! - Stay put!

- No, please.

No.

WAR BETWEEN THE KILLED

A drug dealer returned to Milan with a carload of heroin

- You really stirred up the shit.

You satisfied now?

- No, not yet, I'll have to bug you

for another few days.

- You, bug me?

You're kidding.

You're making me into a real life heroine, I love it.

And besides, you'll always be in debt to me

for being the only one to help you when

you were in danger.

- Whattya want, tearful thanks?

- No, you might send me a postcard when you

run off over the horizon.

- Why do you think I'll run off again?

- Because I know you, Rambo.

- Well, where do you think I'll go?

- My God, I don't know, anywhere.

All you care about is to keep moving.

It's just the way you are, darling.

- [Rambo] Yup, I guess so.

- This struggle is going to be hell for both of us,

Conti, be sensible, we've got to live in peace.

You can talk to my son just as though you were

talking to me.

Yes, yes, I know, I know, we started it,

but you'd better agree to a truce.

A man named Rambo, you say?

Yes, I know, that's the first thing we must settle.

We'll do it together, like pals.

Make the arrangements with my son.

Goodbye.

Are you happy?

- Yeah, well, it was high time.

- What do you mean, high time?

I make all the decisions here, when and as I wish.

I don't need your help.

I'll do it myself.

- Is that right?

If I were in your position, I wouldn't say that.

- Who are you, what do you want?

Well, answer me!

- [Man] Come here, beautiful.

- What do you want?

Let me go!

Get out of here!

- He's not here.

- I think she'll tell us exactly where to find him.

- No, look, I don't know. (gasps)

- What's this coy act?

You'll strip off in front of a big audience for

10,000 lira and you act shy with us?

I think you're putting me on, Flora.

Right, Franco?

- Right.

- Where's Rambo?

- I don't know.

- I said, where is he?

- I tell you, I don't know!

- You're lying, you know where he is!

Damn it, you're gonna talk, lady,

if I have to tear you to pieces.

- I don't know!

- You're lying.

- I'm not lying!

- We'll see about that.

- Come on, sweetheart, make it easy

on yourself and tell us.

Come on!

- [Franco] No more lying, now, where is he?

- I don't know.

- You're still lying, now where's Rambo gone, huh?

Come on, we don't wanna hurt you.

Where is that bastard?

- Ah, it's my turn again.

Listen, sweetheart, we're only just beginning.

Now then-

- Leave me alone.

- Hey Boss, you killed her.

- serves her right.

- [Rambo] Hi, Pops.

- Hi.

- [Rambo] Seen Flora?

- No, your buddy's wife called, though, Maria.

Wants to see you.

- When did she call?

- About half an hour ago.

- Huh.

- [Maria] Hello, hello?

- Maria, this is Rambo, I got your message.

- [Maria] I need your help, Rambo.

Something's happened to Luigino.

- What do you mean, Maria?

- He's disappeared.

He went to school as usual today and

he didn't come back, I don't know what to do.

I looked in all the places he plays in

and none of his friends know anything.

- [Rambo] Well, I'm sure nothing serious has happened,

he's a smart kid.

- Oh, Rambo, I hope you're right.

- Sure I am, I'm dead right, anyway I'll

see you in a while.

- [Conti] Hold it right there.

Don't forget, huh?

You've been out, and there he was,

dead, when you returned.

- Hey, come on, let's go.

- Boo.

Hmmm?

- Huh?

- The idea was Pino's.

I could do with a drink.

Take care, it's still hot.

Here, keep it as a good luck charm.

- I'm sorry, Rambo, I'm afraid I was over a barrel.

It was a matter of either you or Luigino,

he would've been killed.

- I realize that.

- Yes, but it was wrong, wrong to set you up.

You could've been killed.

- If I'd been in your place, Maria, I would've

done exactly the same thing to save

my son's life, all right?

The thing that's really wrong is what happened to Pino.

Thanks.

- We got him, Rambo's as dead as a doornail.

- Good, good.

I was afraid he might get you.

- Worried about me?

Not about yourself, though.

- I don't give a damn about me.

- Hmmm.

- Who was this Rambo?

They talk about him as if he were a legend,

as if he was a local folk hero, but when it comes

right down to it, a bullet killed him

as quick as anybody else.

- [Man] Yeah, right, his luck ran out.

- I'll create a real legend with big money kidnappings.

I’ve got an idea.

We'll have the Marsili boy do another tape

and send it to his father, and we'll up the ransom

to two and a half billion.

That won't break

the rich slob. - I'm all right,

I'm not hurt or anything.

But sometimes I get very frightened.

I've been here so long, Papa.

Please make them send me home, please don't

leave me here too long, please-

- [Signora Marsili] Oh, God, what are we gonna do, Marco?

I'm going out of my mind, I can't take any more.

- Easy now, calm down, it won't help to have hysterics.

Marsili.

Yeah, how mu-

But how do I know you won't do this again?

Just a moment, I-

Yes, very well, yeah sure.

They've raised the ransom by half a billion.

- How could they?

You've made the deal already, they've given their word,

how could they put the price up just like that?

- Because they know that we have no choice.

- What else did they say?

- That we'll be given the system of payment

within the next day or so, and I should get the money ready.

- Hey, how are you, Dad?

- Rambo.

- Yep?

- They murdered Flora yesterday afternoon.

- Tell me how it happened.

- They broke into her place and then they

just beat her to death.

Those guys ain't playin' around, Rambo.

If you got any sense you'll get the hell outta Milan, now.

You're a damn fool.

And so am I, you know you can count on me.

- I'll be a couple hours at the most, all right?

Wait for me here.

- Right, Boss.

- [Conti] Business is business, get that

through your pretty head.

- [Woman] I know, but I'm sick and tired of sitting

around in this apartment like a prisoner.

- [Conti] Well, it won't be for much longer,

so just take it easy, huh?

- How much longer? - Maybe only tonight.

If everything goes the way it should, I'll have

this deal closed by the morning.

And in that case, Princess, tomorrow we'll

be on our way to the Cote d'Azur and a fun couple of months.

- Oh, darling.

- [Conti] All right?

- [Rambo] Conti, Conti.

- [Conti] Who is it?

- [Rambo] It's your guilty conscience.

- But you were, there was no way you could...

- I want the boy released now, call up your men.

- The money hasn't been paid.

- You'll have to pretend you've collected it.

You're the boss, you can work it.

- You won't get away with it.

- Listen, Conti.

Life is just one hole.

You start from a hole, you feed yourself

through a hole, you shit from a hole,

you finish up in a hole.

And the one in this barrel can

put you into that last hole.

- I don't believe you'd pull that trigger.

- The chamber's loaded with dum-dums.

If I put one in your brain, they'll have to

re-paper the walls.

Call them.

- Where do you want the boy?

- 18 kilometers before Cernusco.

- I suppose you'll give him back

for peanuts like the starving beggar you are.

- Could be you're right, and I'm a starving beggar.

By God, when I eat though, I make a pig of myself.

- It's Conti, we collected the cash.

Let the kid go, 18 kilometers outside Cernusco.

30 minutes from now, get it?

Yeah, I know, I know, but the plan's changed,

just follow my orders.

- Hey lady, would you come here?

- I had nothing to do with it!

- I'm sure you didn't, come here anyway.

Take him to the toilet.

Yes, the toilet.

Go on.

Stand next to it.

You too.

Put the cuff through the pipe.

Now your arm, lady, go on.

I pronounce you man and wife.

- Do something, you idiot!

- Get lost, you cheap harlot!

- Hmm.

- But wasn't, hey, look at that.

Well, if that's Rambo, then there's something wrong.

- Just somebody who looks like him.

- That's no lookalike, that's him!

- [Conti] This way, you idiots, in the bathroom!

- [Man] Hey Boss, you okay?

- The key, it's in the toilet.

Hey, Mario, go see if the phone is still working.

You got it?

- [Man] Not yet.

- The telephone's still working.

- There you go, Boss.

- They'll have let the boy go by now.

The only thing we can do is go to

the 18th kilometer.

First I gotta call Paterno.

I can't figure out how we didn't kill Rambo.

- [Man] What's wrong?

- I dunno, but I get the idea he knows every

single move we're gonna make.

It's like he set it all up in advance.

- Be very careful, this is extremely risky

and must not come to a bad end.

- We're in it up to our necks, we can't back out now,

whatever the risk, you understand?

If we don't finish it soon, Rambo's gonna

wind up screwing us, and if he gets away with it,

we could find ourselves in prison.

And that's not for me.

Hamburg is where you blew it.

You had the chance to rub out that

son of a bitch and you didn't.

- We're in a hurry, step on it, will ya?

- Gianpiero, Gianpiero.

There you are.

Hey, take it easy.

Gonna tweak your mustache now, there.

- You said you'd come back and you finally did!

- Gianpiero, listen, I can't take you home yet.

The game we're playing isn't over, see, because,

because the enemy's still after us.

We have to ambush them like they do in films, understand?

But don't worry, you'll be home tomorrow, let's go.

You sit up front, okay, there, hoop la.

Now then, hold on tight and don't be scared, all right?

- I'm not scared now that you're here.

- Good.

Here we go.

- [Conti] There's too much traffic to do anything.

Just keep this distance.

- Go on, frag him.

- No, wait a minute.

You might hit the boy by mistake

and then we'd forfeit everything,

his father wouldn't pay out the ransom.

- I see a couple of cars tailing us, not one.

- Watch the road, we'll be all right.

- Just a minute.

- What are we gonna do now?

- This is where we're gonna make our last stand.

- Why did you come to this place?

- 'Cause we'll be able to put up a good fight here.

- This is exciting, I hope I can help you out, Rambo.

- I don't see why not, but don't forget,

it's also dangerous,

there's lots of them and only two of us.

- You been to this place before?

- Sure, I've been here many times, Gianpiero.

It's one of my country mansions.

All right, let's prepare for action, huh?

Now, ah, here we are,

now we'll even up the odds a little.

Have a look at this.

This'll put a dent in their egos, I'll bet, huh?

Here, come over here.

Listen, Gianpiero, I should let you rest now,

I know you must be worn out, 'cause this won't

be easy to do, only I want your help

and you'll be home in the morning.

- Really, I'm not tired, I can do it.

- [Rambo] Good boy, all right now, listen.

Now.

- One, two, three, four, five, six.

- 53, 54, 55, 56,

57, 58, 59, 60,

61, 62, 63, 64,

66, 67.

- 68, 69, 70.

- Come on, Gianpiero, now.

- [Paterno] All right, come on, you little bastard.

- No, let go, no!

Let go of me, Rambo, help!

No, let go of me!

Rambo, help, Rambo!

Help!

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

- Go, go!

- We gotta hide the boy again, someplace safe.

Step on it.

The villa.

The villa!

Go on, speed up, can't ya?

Cool it, hear?

- So what's losing a couple of men for

two and a half billion?

Right, Franco?

- [Franco] Right.

- Shut up, you, be good, okay?

- Franco, Franco, Franco!

- Rambo!

- Hey!

He won't bother us anymore.

Right, Franco?

- You killed my son.

- Yes, I did.

- I feared it ever since you came back.

- He didn't give me much choice, I'm afraid.

- When did you realize?

- The first moment I saw you last week.

- Before you, only my son knew.

Soon, they will all learn I'm blind

and I'll be just a sitting duck waiting here

for somebody to kill me.

- That won't happen.

Tomorrow, you must go to Marseilles, to Rico.

He'll take care of you.

- Why are you interested in rescuing me?

- Well, because in all respects,

you're a man.

Stay down.

Gianpiero, don't forget what you promised,

not a word, huh?

- Rambo, let me tell my mother about it, at least,

I mean about you.

- Not even your Mama.

I want this to be our secret.

You won't have any trouble keeping a secret, will you?

- You know, I'd like to grow up like you, Rambo.

- Be yourself, that's all you gotta do, and you'll be fine.

And never expect anyone else to be anything

other than themselves, can you remember that?

- Yes sir, I will, Rambo.

- Good.

Here we go, huh.

- [Gianpiero] Mama!

- Gianpiero!

- [Gianpiero] Mama!

Oh, Mama.

- [Signora Marsili] Oh, darling, we've been so worried

about you, and now you're safe.

- [Rambo] Luigino!

It's yours.

- Mine?

- Mm-hmm.

- It's fantastic, Rambo!

- Here, take it.

- You leaving now?

- I'll be back, don't worry, one day.

You're a man now, don't forget that.

Help your mother, all right?

Hmm?

- [Luigino] Ciao, Rambo!