All language subtitles for La strada buia (1950).Eng

Is it your husband?

Spare yourself those tears.
Now he can't hear you anymore.

No, he no longer can. He's dead.

You're satisfied now.

Take her home.

Sure, you'll be happy, now.

There's only the two of us.
He's no longer there.

That's what you wanted, right?

Excuse me, my name is Jack Di Marco.

I represent
the insurance company Trafalgar.

As you know, I...
- Not now, please!

I beg you to apologize
with your sister in law.

I should not bother her at a moment

so painful for her.

What were you saying?

Painful for her?

100,000 pounds?

Nice little sum! It would tempt even me!

Not if you had Raul Clementi's heritage.
Interests alone amount to millions!

For some people it's never enough.
- But it's an evident accident!

Yeah, almost evident.
Much as the widow's words.

That his sister wanted him dead?

Everyone knows that
wife and sister in law don't get along.

Had it been the wife, to die...
But, her own brother?

It wasn't her brother.
I examined the dossier.

Here it is.
1916, Esther Palmer, war orphan.

Yes, that's how it is.

She was adopted.

So what?

The Clementi were good people.
They gave her a new home,

a new name,

and maybe, a brother.

Maybe?
What else?

I don't know.

But I'd rather investigate a little.

Okay, go ahead.

I'll say that the money
hasn't arrived yet from London.

I give you 48 hours.
- Thanks Bob.

By the way...

then tell me if you like those cigars,
Jack.

I'll give you a written report, Bob.

"Danger!
Road discontinued"

You wish, sir?
- Good morning.

Mrs. Clementi, please.

But she won't see anyone!
Maybe in a few days.

Will you announce me, please?
- But, sir! - It's very important.

Alright.

Will you wait here, sir?
- Thanks.

A strong face!

It's very strange.

Forgive the intrusion.
I was told to wait here.

Why did you say

it's very strange?

You wouldn't say it
the face of a drunkard.

He was by no means a drunkard!

I'm merely repeating the
statements of the judicial authority.

You see,

I know so little about your stepbrother.

Not too little, I'd say.

Don't get upset, miss.

One needs to know many things in my job.

And it's very difficult.

May I?

The lady can not receive you now.
She asks you to contact her attorney.

I see.

Thank you.

Teresa.

Why don't you wear your uniform?
- I apologize, miss,

my sister is very sick,
and I was about to go see her.

I'm very sorry, Teresa.

But you should ask my permission.

After all,
I'm still the mistress of the house.

Mrs...

Mrs Clementi said this morning...

she said...

What?

She said, no longer,

that now she is the mistress,
and to take orders from her only.

Very well.

You may go.

You see?

You and I have a lot in common.

Also my job is very difficult.

You are rich, miss.

You can leave, if you want.

She'll leave first.

I'll never leave.

Goodbye, Mr. Di Marco.

Goodbye.

Never!

Hello, Beppe!

A few steps from here.

If you hurry.

You'll pick me up tonight?
Sure?

Say, how you do with women, Mr. Di Marco?
- I'm faithful, that's all.

Will you come see me tonight?

Of course, darling!

Faithful guy, huh?

To Tiberio's.

What will it be, sir?
- Give me a...

Oh, never mind.

Madam, do you remember me?

Jack Di Marco.
Trafalgar insurance company.

What a coincidence finding you here!
- Yeah, what a coincidence!

Can we talk a minute? - Sorry,
Mr Di Marco, but I've already said.

You must speak with my lawyer.

On the contrary, with you.

Dear, how can you be so cold with a man
who brings you a gift of his company?

May I sit down?
- But of course!

Anyone with a policy of 100,000 pounds
is always welcome!

Unfortunately,
I have no cash with me, Mr. West.

What do you want to talk about?

About your sister in law. Will
you tell me about her? - She hates me.

And she hated Raul for marrying me.
Ever since we met.

And where did you meet her?

It was at Geke Club, here in Rome.

Raul had invited some friends.

As usual,
it was a lot of prominent people.

There was also Esther.

Would you believe? That's one of the
few times I remember seeing her laugh.

Back then,
she didn't know yet anything about me.

I had noticed Raul
for the first time a week before.

And since then he'd come every evening.

Of course,
I knew he was a very influential man.

I had spent two years in Italy
after the end of the war.

That evening, he sent me flowers.

"Would you do us the honor to join us?"

Go as well.

I think it's time to go now.

Go? But if I came here for!
Wait and see.

Thank you for accepting my invite, miss.

Meet my sister Esther, Countess
and Count Farnese, Mr. Guida,

Marquise Camponeschi,
Marquis Camponeschi.

Sit down, please. - Thank you.

Thank you so much, they are delicious.

Never as much as you, miss.

I mean, as much as your voice,
your grace.

Oh, I'm sorry! I'm unforgivable!

Please!
It doesn't matter.

I'm sorry, I must leave you.
I'll sing again soon, and

I need to run home and put
the only other evening gown I have.

May I to take you there?
- Yes, thank you so much!

We'll be right back.
- Goodbye, and thank you.

Thanks for everything.

It didn't go
according to Esther's wishes.

That was the beginning
of a long and assiduous courtship.

We were married in Rome,
a few months later.

The same day we set off on honeymoon.

We were headed to Villa Clementi,

the country residence
of Raul on Lake Nemi.

Hey!

Shall I spend the honeymoon by myself?

Who could that be?

I don't know...

You invited someone?

No way! I'll tell you more,
no one knew where we were going.

Except Esther.

Esther!
What did you come here for?

To seek refuge from the heat of Rome.

Or maybe, I no longer allowed to set
foot in the house that belongs to us?

That was the moment to send her away.

But he didn't.

There was always her shadow
between us, from then on.

It seemed that Raul and I could not
get rid of her, as much as we tried.

How and when you tried...

to be alone, I mean?

No...

You allude to me, Mr. Di Marco, right?

I confess that
you arouse my curiosity, Mr. West.

How do you fit into this?

I poisoned the car
the night it fell into the lake.

Lady, what did you mean to say that day,

in the morgue,
when you reminded your sister in law

that she wanted him dead?
- It's true!

She said it more than once.

There must be some other reason.

Well, once,...

It's too silly!

What were you about to say?

I was just thinking

of something that happened
one day in a pharmacy.

She had to buy some medicines for Raul.

He had caught a cold.

Esther got in,...

But why should I tell you this?
Let's go, Jim, we'll be late.

Lady,

there are many pharmacies in Rome.

You could spare me a lot of time.

Next to the Trevi Fountain.

Oh yes, sure!

Here it is.
Now I remember this prescription.

I prepared it myself for Mrs. Clementi
that day, was for her husband.

Perfect!

Also his sister came here that day, true?
- The young lady?

Esther Clementi.
You know her, right?

But of course! I serve the
Clementi family from almost twenty years.

You remember if anything extraordinary
happened that day? - No.

Something that Miss Esther
has done or said?

Well, the lady had come alone, that day.

She was in a hurry.
Sure, lady!

And I won't have to wait long?
- No, lady.

A matter of minutes.

Barbara, what're you doing here?
- This will heal your husband's cold.

But Raul doesn't have a cold.
What do you have there?

A cure, for all your ills!

Here you go!

Madam.

Miss!

But what's come over you?

There is arsenic in this bottle!

I've told you all I know.

You've said enough.

Thanks.
- Please, sir,

I wouldn't want to alienate
good customers like Clementi family.

Even now,

look, I have to send this medicine
for the sister of their housekeeper.

For Teresa? I'll bring it to her!
- Oh, no sir... - No need to thank me!

I must go there anyway, tonight.

More?

No, thanks. I've bothered enough.

Bothered? What're you saying?
Caring so much about my sick sister!

Who is it?

Miss Esther. Oh!

I had forgotten! 20 minutes ago
she said she wanted the car.

Tony, your turn this time.

I know, I know.
I'd rather carry around the devil!

Seems you don't like to bring the lady.

I know far more pleasant occupations.

If I weren't who I am,
she'd push me to alcoholism.

Like her brother?
- Exactly.

What's worse, when I took service here,
Mr. Clementi never touched a drink!

What's worse, you let him drive with that
lousy weather and in those conditions!

He insisted!

After all, I'm just the chauffeur,
could I give him orders? I ask you, sir!

I wouldn't know, it depends.

How did things go that night?

I was waiting outside the tavern.

The lady came out first.
She was very upset,

and told me to help her
to put the gentleman into the car.

This place has the air of a cemetery!

Well, what are you waiting for!
Fetch me a drink!

Never mind, I'll go.

Armando, please.
- Yes, ma'am.

Will you bring me a drink or not?!

Barbara!

Barbara!

Well? What are you waiting?

Where's my drink? - I can not find
anything, I've looked everywhere.

That idiot of the keeper
must have drunk all!

Giuseppe had orders
not to enter the house.

You don't mean to say
there's nothing to drink at home!

Armando!

Take me to the tavern!

Raul, you've drunk enough for tonight.
- It's a matter of minutes.

I say you won't go out in this weather!
- Can I go, ma'am? - No! No one goes!

Armando, give me the keys!

Raul, I beg you!

Later, we learned from Giovanni,
the owner of the tavern,

that the master went right there.

And began to drink, and drank a lot.
- Yes, I know.

Is it true that he gave the girl

a tip of 10.000 lire?
- Think about that!

I could maintain my sister
in a clinic for a week, with 10,000 lire!

Well,

I'm curious to meet her, this girl!

Here we have everything that you may
want, sir, you have only to ask.

Yes?
I don't know...

A friend of mine who came here often
had advised me something. But I forgot.

Well, if your friend was our customer,
maybe I'll remember what he preferred.

His name was Raul Clementi.

Oh, Mr. Clementi!

You remember him, then?
- And how could I ever forget him?

What tips!

He was very generous.
Sometimes even too much!

Was a bit like me.

He too had a weakness for pretty girls.

Strange that a nice girl like you
works in a place like this.

Oh, but is not exactly that I work here.
Giovanni, the owner, is my fianc�.

You're very lucky! He's a handsome guy.
- Yes, but is also very jealous.

You'd rather he wasn't?
- Certainly!

Look at these marks!
And these!

He made them?

Sure! And you know why?
Because I tried to convince your friend,

Mr. Clementi, the night he died,
to give up driving the car.

And Giovanni prevented you?

Giovanni is a fool!

He is convinced that Mrs. Clementi
is a superior woman!

And you're not.

I think it's shameful
the way she behaves after his death!

Well, I leave it completely up to you
to choose a good menu.

In the meantime I'll go to the bar
to tease the appetite. - Good!

Thanks.
- Good evening sir.

Good evening.

Don't you happen to have
a good dry aperitif?

I have a personal stock.

I stashed it since before the war
for those who can appreciate it.

I beg you to consider me one of those.
I'd like to try it.

You no longer find
wines like this nowadays.

Very good!

I saw right away, sir,
that you are a true connoisseur!

Keep me company.
- Gladly.

You too are a connoisseur, Giovanni.
- Who told you my name?

The waitress.
- Oh, that gal talks too much!

And with too many people!

A customer is always a customer.

And customers are all equal!

No offense for anyone.

No problem, Giovanni.
Come on, have another. - Thanks.

The only customer
your girlfriend mentioned,

is a certain Mr. Clementi.

Mr. Clementi, huh?

Well, in confidence:

if Mr. Clementi had not died, I'd kill
him myself with these hands, personally!

You didn't like him?

Would you like someone
who flirts with your girlfriend?

One evening he left
his wife sitting there, alone.

I'm sorry that you're bored, my dear!

Too bad you didn't invite Jim West.

We would have done a wonderful quartet!

Bravo! Bravo!

Raul...

Raul, may we go now?
- No, I still want to drink!

Well?

And it was always the same story,
every time.

Had it not been for Mrs. Clementi,

who disapproved this behavior...
- She's a high class woman.

Well...

Let's just say, a woman who
deserves more than what she has.

First Mr. Clementi.

Then this other man.

By my account...

Our song!

Mr. Di Marco!

What's this, an official visit,
or another fortuitous chance?

I'm on vacation, today.

The company is very generous
with your time!

But is not likewise with the
money it owes to Mrs. Clementi!

I'm sure the late Mr. Clementi
endures this delay

much more patiently than you, Mr. West.

You know that your insinuations
are starting to bother me, Mr. Di Marco?

Maybe he's...found out something.

It may be, ma'am.

Let's go, Jim.

Well?

I didn't hear everything,

but from what I gathered,
he was telling her to leave Rome.

What kind is the bartender?
- His name is Pietro.

And has an excellent memory.
I refreshed it with 1,000 lire.

1,000 lire!?
- That I paid in advance!

But, you wanted informations, or not?

Pietro, this is Mr. Di Marco.

Those friends who just went out,
long time that they're coming here?

Since three, four, or maybe five months.

And from the first day,
always at the same table!

And, you remember the first day?

Yes...

It was the day after
he returned from London.

The first time I saw her, she was alone,

worried.

She'd been waiting here
for almost an hour.

For a good five times she asked me:

Are you sure it didn't come a man today?

Lady! But today is a day when I would've
noticed a man, a dog, and even a flea!

Because you're the only person
who's honored my joint, today.

Alright.

The bill, please?
- Yes, ma'am.

Good morning, Jim. You're late.
- I'm sorry.

Once,
you would have never left a lady wait!

It will be the spiritual evolution
of Jim West, don't you think?

I'm happy to see you again, Jim.
I missed you.

Thanks.

You no longer reciprocate compliments?

Don't you think they'd be wasted,
for a married woman?

This must be
the well known British rigidity.

You've been too long over there!

I'm most certain that
your husband would approve my rigidity.

Who ordered them?
- Well, the lady!

Then she'll drink them!

Bring me a whiskey and soda.

Why did you come, Jim?

I couldn't let you believe
that I was afraid, don't you think?

Want to know where I was
when I read of your wedding?

I was already on the plane at Croydon,
ready to take off for Rome!

One week earlier than I had promised you.

So impatient I was.

What did you expect from me, today?
Kisses and petting?

I imagine that's what I expected...

Was it so absurd hoping for?

Exactly, what did you hope for?

I...

I thought that at least

we could remain friends.

To a nice and long lasting friendship.

This round is on me.

Jim West's evolution, no doubt about!

I'll be here tomorrow!
Same time, same table.

She did not reply.

And I said to myself:
Pietro, I said,

I'm ready to bet 5 cognacs to 2, that the
lady will totally ignore the rendezvous.

And, for a while,

I seemed about to win
5 cognac from myself.

That day it was him
to be waiting for hours!

She's late, huh, sir?

Are you worried?
- Who, me? Oh, I can wait! - Me too.

But how do you, to neglect your work?

If people like me worked,
what would do people like you?

The gentleman must be a philosopher.

No, just a man who likes having around
guys like you when he wants to chat.

And, women like the lady, occasionally.

The lady is not the kind of woman you
can meet just occasionally. - Oh, no!

She's the kind for whom
a man might even kill!

Two champagne cocktails!

Champagne today, huh?

Jim,

why did you come back to Rome?

London was becoming a little too drab.

A little too boring for my tastes.

You then hoped to find Rome more fun?

Yes.

With your help.

Now I understand
why you're so kind today.

How much do you need, Jim?
- 50,000 pounds.

50,000 pounds!?

You've gone mad?

No. Is maybe a madness
earning some money honestly?

That money should be taken off
circulation and considered museum piece.

I've changed, dear.
In every respect.

Except one.

And what would be
the only flaw you can't get rid of?

You.

And what do you plan to do
about my husband?

We just have a solution.
- Which is?

I will take you away.

And the help you asked me?

I need your husband's signature.

I need it for a contract.

His signature?

I happened this deal in London, Barbara.

Will you help me pull it off successfully?

For you to return to a London
that you'll soon find less drab? - No.

For you and me to find what we want.

Together.

I don't care where.

Be it in London or... in Timbuktu.

Yesterday, when you left, I realized

that any place would be drab,

without you.

Alright, Jim.

I too, found life a little dull.

They left together. - And since then,
they always came back together. - Right!

And so, I lost my bet.
I'm entitled to just two cognacs.

No Pietro, you deserve them all.
Here!

No, but is not the case!
Your friend already gave me 500 lire.

How much?
- 500 lire.

Thank you, sir!

18,000 lire spent
to recruit cronies, to buy servants,

bartenders, waiters and waitresses, to
find out what? That men hate each other!

And that Barbara is about to leave Rome.
Perhaps she feels uneasy.

Perhaps she's bothered by the perfume
of your carnation always under her nose!

Buy your own cigars!
Your report says just nothing.

I find it very talkative, instead.

Let's see:

a jealous bartender,

Esther with a handful of arsenic,

two chauffeurs,
who would gladly make her swallow it,

the friend of Barbara,

with a soft spot for champagne,

and lastly, Barbara,
innocent, sweet and sacrificed spouse.

This, according to Barbara!
What did you expect, a confession?

Oh, no!

But I hope that Esther will make one!

Sorry to disappoint you,
but the stories you heard are false.

Nothing but lies.

Thank you!

I see that you too, like me,
have a penchant for flowers.

And also for truth, I hope.

But how can you believe that woman,
knowing her feelings toward her husband?

Well, I don't know!

She married him,
she must have been in love!

Love, Mr. Di Marco,
is a feeling that must be reciprocal.

And is restricted to a few people.
No,...

she could not stand him!

Perhaps there were other reasons

of which not even you are aware.

I knew Raul since childhood.
He was a wonderful man.

I beg you Barbara, let me explain.

I didn't mean to get mad last night.
I was just upset not seeing you coming!

I'd invited those people
since you said you were bored!

I did it for you dear, you know that!

Raul, please, the servants!
- Leave me alone!

Barbara, it's late already, and you
must go to the Marquise's receipt now!

I can take you there, if you wish.

Sure! So that you may show me off
to your friends like a racehorse!

But I'm tired of serving
as a pawn for your business!

Excuse me, Miss.

Raul!

Go away! - Barbara, I beg you!
- And shut the door!

Shut it yourself!

Come, Raul.

No, leave it, Maria.

Bring me the dress I bought yesterday.

Raul...

This will make you feel better.

Coffee is particularly good this morning.

Raul?

You can't go on like that.
Look at you!

You're unable to sleep!

You won't answer the phone, you don't go
to the office even when they need you!

You care for nothing more! Nothing.

Besides hoping to get
a kind word from her.

Good morning!

Good morning Esther! - Good morning.
- Good morning dear.

Hey! Still that way? Hurry, if you want
to take me to the Marquise. - You'll go?

To punish myself
for last night's behavior.

Wouldn't it be better

if we went all three together,
Esther dear?

So you could tell me what
I can or can not tell the Marquise.

You know, I'd make a good
impression on her, to please Raul.

I'll get the car.

What is that had changed
Barbara all of a sudden?

I found out only later.

At the receipt of the Marquise.

I hadn't taken my eyes off her,
since we had arrived.

She was nervous, excited.

She constantly looked at the watch.

All of a sudden,

although we had just arrived,

she headed for the exit,
and I followed her.

A cab, please.
- Immediately, ma'am.

My car.
- Yes ma'am.

I finally understood
why she was so agitated.

I had thought that
a man might be involved.

But not Jim West.

All were aware of
their previous relationship.

She had left him to marry Raul.

I waited, to see what she would do.

From that day they met regularly in
secluded spots, as the cafe by the river.

I tried to warn Raul.

But he wouldn't listen.

He didn't even bother to watch her?

I think he was afraid
to find out the truth.

However, he preferred
to believe her rather than me.

But in what way Barbara tried to obtain

by Raul the signature
on the contract for Jim?

Oh, yes! The contract...

That was another of Barbara's plans
that didn't turn out as she had hoped.

The tragedy broke out
the night before that Raul died.

Raul had invited some friends to lunch,
to then go to the opera.

After, he asked them to go on,
we would have followed.

Just then, Barbara arrived,
ready with the usual excuses:

She couldn't find a phone
to warn of the delay, and so on.

Of course, Raul could not say
anything in front of his friends.

Hurry, dear, go get changed.

Raul, I have a headache,
I would lie down a little on the bed.

But we invited the count and the countess
to the opera. - I'll join you there.

Please, go. And you too.

We'd better go, or we'll be late.

It was distressing to see
how he were on tenterhooks, waiting,

while the people around us
were grinning maliciously.

Until then there had just been rumors.

Barbara and Jim had chosen
secluded places to meet.

But, that night...

Basically, I was happy about it.

The fact that they had arrived
together, accused them patently.

Even Raul could not continue to pretend.

He could not pass over this last insult.

Barbara!
- Yes?

That man over there, he accompanied you?

What are you insinuating? I came alone.
- Don't tell lies!

His name is Jim West.
- Don't meddle, Esther.

No, let her speak.

She will say that the name
of Jim West and mine were

the subject of many rumors in the past.

And it's true.

Sure, he came here tonight,
but not with me!

You think I'm stupid?

He means nothing to me now, Raul!

So that's why you wanted
me to sign that contract!

You yourself admitted that
it was a good deal. You told me so!

But I know what you're thinking.
Like all those people there!

Though little you care. Right, Barbara?

I do care. And how!

I wish I'd never known Jim West!

What happens to him doesn't concern me.

And if I didn't sign that contract?

Don't sign the contract!

Should he even halve it,

should he offer it for nothing,
don't sign!

Raul, you must believe me!

I wish I could.

More than anything else in the world.

Jim West had to contend alone now.

She had abandoned him, betrayed.

But only later did I
understand how things went.

After theater we went to the Geke Club.

It was Raul's decision,
in token of festivity.

For months I hadn't seen him so cheerful.

What is it?

He followed me this far.
But I did not ask him to, I swear!

Miss...

Madam.

Mr. Clementi...

Mr. West!

We seem to have
identical programs tonight.

You may think I'm following you, but

if I came here is because
I like them, places like this.

They have something of the menagerie!

A menagerie inhabited
by animals by strange reactions!

And I enjoy looking through the bars
and guess what they think, the beasts.

Some of these beasts, as you call them,
may be annoyed at being watched.

I wouldn't want you to suffer from it.

Only things you don't understand
can cause suffering.

Don't you agree, madam?

Forgive the trouble.

I think I understand.

So as to no longer have doubts, Mr. West,

I inform you that
I'm not going to sign that contract.

I would have done a good deal with it,

but my wife has me discouraged.

And with great insistence.

I see.

I hope your wife will at least
grant me a dance of consolation, then.

Why not? Go ahead, Barbara.

Please, Raul!

The loser, in general,
is entitled to a consolation prize.

Thank you for the great help
given for my first honest deal.

Stop with this pretense, Jim!

Your deal was not so honest!

What the hell you say?

I'm talking about that girl who
finds England unbearable without you.

Sandra. Sandra Cunningham.

Isn't this her name?

Yes, but... how come...?
- Wondering how I found out?

Not having seen you at Tiberio's, today,

I told Raul that I would
join him at the opera.

I excused myself
by saying I had a headache.

I came to your hotel.

I had no difficulty convincing
the waiter to give me the key.

I was so worried about you!

I could not understand why
you hadn't come to the appointment!

And where you might be!

Then, for an awful moment,

I thought that maybe you were gone!

But all your clothes were still there.

Then, suddenly...

I saw a woman's name.

And a London address.

Driven by curiosity,

I opened the letter.

And how much I suffered!

Dear Jim,

I look forward to your return.

I feel lonely and lost without you.

Did you get the contract
through that girlfriend in Rome?

If you only knew how I miss you.

And for this you convinced him
not to sign? - It surprises you so much?

Jim!

Jim!
- You have said enough! Now listen.

Here is another letter.
Why don't you read this too?

Read it!

Yes, it's from Sandra Cunningham,
same name, same address.

But this was written a month later.

"Dear Jim,

there was no need to apologize. You had
already said that you loved Barbara,

remember?

I know she deserves it,
and that you'll be happy with her,

and what I wish is just your happiness."

Jim!

Jim, dear!

Go away!

With you, I'll deal tomorrow.

Surely not a duel, Mr. Clementi.

Because, apart from the danger,
it is such an uncomfortable affair!

I could not get up at dawn.

Tomorrow morning, in my office.

It will be more dangerous than a duel,
if you don't come.

Returning home,
neither Raul nor Barbara said a word.

But now I could hear them.

I was frightened.

I feared what Raul would have done.

Alright, maybe you understand this!
I hate you!

I always hated you!

I married you only for your money!
- I know. I've always known.

But you married me, you are my wife.

And you'll stay my wife,
I won't grant you a divorce.

You can't hold me! You won't
stop me from going away with him!

You're wrong!

Maybe Jim West doesn't have my curse
of being in love with a woman like you.

Maybe it's just my money that he wants.

And I wish it to him, for his own good.

Because I will not let you go.

Yes, because even knowing
what sort of woman you are,

I will keep you with me anyway.

You won't go away with him,

you'll stay here with me
for the whole life.

Until I shall die.

So she will make your life miserable!
Let her go!

Go back to your room, Esther, please!
Is not your place, this! - Yes, it is!

She has more right than me to be here.

Don't you understand?

Your adoptive sister is in love with you!

She's always been in love with you!

Have you ever loved another man, Esther.
No, of course not! Only Raul!

Look at her! Don't you see?
She'd like to marry you! Isn't it so?

Isn't it so, Esther?

And now she can.

Why don't you marry her, and let me go?

She's hysterical.

She's beside herself.

No.

No, you're wrong.

Raul...

Let her go. Don't let her humiliate you
for the rest of your life.

I'd rather see you dead.

I'll take her away with me tomorrow,
soon as I'll get rid of that Jim West.

I'll provide you all the money you need.

Money?!
- Yes.

And I do not want you here on our return.

How do you think he was killed, Raul?
- So you're convinced he was killed!

And you're not?

The Police say no.

I am not a policeman.

Do you think it was Jim West?
- No...

Too weak.

You think it was your sister in law?

It is she who killed him! I know.

But I don't know how.

Have you tried to tell Barbara?

So that she laughs at me?
- Yeah, maybe.

But maybe she would not laugh.

Depends on how you tell her.

I hope you like my liquors.

Much more than your sermons!
- Jim!

I'm tired of being here!
With Esther watching us!

Dear, is a matter of days.
It comes to fix that affair of insurance.

It's for that stupid detective that
there's this delay. - Let me go away.

No.

You'll join me later. - I said no!

Don't you realize, Barbara,

that you're doing to me
what Raul did to you?

What do you mean?
- That I begin to feel pity for you!

You think you hold me with your money!

You don't even trust giving me
what it takes for a cab to the station!

And why should I think otherwise?

How much offered you Raul?

How much, for giving up on me, that day?
- Again and for all.

Raul made me several offers,
many threats, when I met him that day!

But I had no intention to sell myself!

May I, lady?

Yes! What is it, Teresa?

Madam, my sister.
I fear it is very serious!

Can Armando take me to the hospital?
- Yes, sure, Teresa!

So you don't use the car tonight?
- Yes, but I'll use Toni.

Toni went with miss Esther.

You mean that Esther went out?
- Yes lady.

You're mistaken. She hasn't gone out
since the day of funeral. - Oh, no!

She's gone out almost each night,
since then.

You'd expect that?
That piece of ice is a human being!

And where she goes?

Always to the same place.
To the villa, and then returns.

To the villa?

But, there is no one, it's closed!

I know! But she goes there all the same.

And, what does she do there?

This, Toni doesn't know.

He takes her there,
and then waits in the car.

Once, he entered the house,
but the lady sent him away roughly.

So, may I use the car?

No, take a cab.
A train.

Do as you like.
Manage, in some way.

What do you think she does, at the villa?

Jim, I must beg you to go.
- What?

I got a headache, so, all of a sudden.

I'm sorry dear.
- No, I want to be alone!

Jim, go, please!

Dear...

Forgive me.

But after complaining
to not be left alone for one moment,

you should be glad
to have a free evening.

So this is how!

You poisoned him!

It's sugar!

Just sugar!

What else did you expect?

Why are you here?
- None of your business.

It doesn't concern you
what I do and where I go!

And now go, I'm sick of feeling
spied by you, ugly sick spinster!

Maybe you'd better go.

Wait for me in the car.

It's me that you should blame.

I brought her here.

The show is over.
You can go now.

It's a real pity.

It's a joy to be near you.

If I hadn't met Jim first,

I may even be interested.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Yet she was looking for something
in that sugar jar!

Something that was removed.

I even tried to pay her a compliment!

You wanted to befriend her, huh?
- But there was nothing to do!

A disappointment! Save your charms
for your florists, listen to me!

I need time!
- Sorry Jack, but I can't delay further.

Our London office is making
more noise than she. - Two days!

Nothing! These 2 checks must leave today.
One for his sister and one for his wife.

Listen, Bob...
- You, listen to me!

The strength of our company
is based on absolute seriousness.

But if clients are dissatisfied,
seriousness goes to hell,

and we may as well change jobs,
you and I.

Alright, alright...

All right. There's only him at the villa,
Giuseppe, the guardian.

A guy somewhat nervous, believes they
can arrest him just because he breathes.

I don't want the car around here.
Go to the tavern, I'll call you if I need.

Giuseppe!
Mr. Di Marco.

Good evening.

Falling there below
must not be so pleasant, right?

I believe Mr. Clementi would agree.

- I reckon the master
would agree with anyone, by now.

Let's take a look at those signs.
- Right this way.

Giuseppe,
what do you know about a sugar jar?

What jar?

In the kitchen cupboard!

Oh, I know nothing, absolutely nothing!

They're very similar, roads and signs.

Yeah, without signs would be impossible
to tell one road from the other.

I found them very useful many times
at night returning home from the tavern.

And why Raul Clementi
didn't need them that night?

Unless...
- Unless what?

Unless they weren't there!
- No, sir!

Without the signs, one would
think ten times before continuing.

Yes, you're right.

But, and if they'd been swapped?

Maybe...

Sure!

That's it!
I want to look around.

Wait!

Tell me Giuseppe.
What has the lady done that night?

She was very upset with the husband.
She put on a coat and ran after him.

And came up to here?
- Yes, but too late.

The car was gone.
Then I think she went back inside.

"Think" ?

But you saw her, going out.
She had the sugar jar in hand?

I told you, sir,
I know nothing about that jar!

Then tell me, what did she do when she
came out? - Nothing, sir, just nothing.

She stopped there
watching the car going away.

Then she ran to the hut.

What hut?

Why didn't you say it sooner?

Where is it?
- Down there, sir.

What did she do here?
- I don't know, sir.

How long she stayed? - Only
a few minutes, then she came out again.

All here, the hammers?
- All here, sir.

You sure not one is missing?
- I know those hammers like my fingers.

If any were missing,
I'd notice right away.

Count your fingers better, my friend!

Come!

Perfect.

Same paint.
- Yes sir.

Same imprint!

Let's go inside, I need a phone.

Are you sure the signs were swapped?
- Yes, quite sure.

Someone's coming, wait a minute.

Hallo.

It's Jim West with Barbara.
- You sure? - Yes, it's them.

I'll send a police car near the signs.
- Okay.

Good job.
- Yes, but be quick!

You chose a really great place
for a romantic jaunt!

A cemetery!
- Jim!

Sorry dear, but...

here it's as if Raul disputed
with me for the inheritance!

You're not funny.

I didn't mean to be!

I'll go get the luggage in the car.

There's coffee, want me to make some?
- No, thanks.

Jim...

What's wrong, tell me!
- I don't know.

It's this place, perhaps.

But why, then, we came here!?

But dear, you know that I did for you.

For me..!

You said you could not withstand
in that house, with Esther,

and you know that for now
this is the only place where we can come.

I'm sorry dear, but,

I thought you didn't mind where we went,
provided we'd be together.

You surely don't mind,
just to get what you want!

What do you mean by that?

Good evening, madam.

Can I talk to you for a moment?
- But yes, of course!

Oh, come on in!

So, what is it?

Madam, I must confess something.

I stole a bottle of whiskey
from the sugar jar.

It is not a confession,
is a game of magic!

How do you get whiskey
from a jar of sugar?

Go away!
- Yes.

I'm going.
- Come on, Barbara!

What is a bottle of whiskey?
- Don't you meddle! It's my servant!

Go away I said!
- Yes, ma'am, I make my apologies.

One moment, Giuseppe!

Sir, I'm not a thief!
I only borrowed it.

One night, it was pouring, and
I didn't feel like going to the tavern.

See, I came to bring it back.

But why did you look for it
in the sugar jar? - I told you to go!

Go, go away!

Calm down, Barbara!

Why in the sugar jar?

I'd seen the lady putting it there the
night her husband died. - It's not true!

It's a lie!
- It's the truth. I don't tell lies.

That night, it took me a little longer
to inspect the villa. It was pouring.

But finally I ended my round,

after checking
that everything was in order.

My house is cold, so I was dining in the
kitchen, where it was a little warmer.

When, suddenly, I heard a car arrive.

Well, what are you waiting for!
Fetch me a drink!

Never mind, I'll go.

Armando, please.
- Yes, ma'am.

That's why I didn't say anything.
I was afraid to lose my job.

Then, Armando wanted
to take the master to the tavern.

But she wouldn't let him.
- It's not true!

It's a lie!
- No, ma'am, it's the truth.

Now you may go, Giuseppe.

He lied, Jim, he invented everything!

No!

He did not lie!

You have killed Raul!

You made him drunk...

then you hid the only bottle
that would keep him at home! - No!

I tried to stop him. Ask Armando.

So why did you hide the bottle?

Okay!
Maybe I wished something to happen to him.

No, it wasn't just a wish!
- But I did it for you, just for you! - No!

You did it for yourself.
Everything you do is for yourself!

That's what I started to tell you
when Giuseppe entered.

But I could have told you
even the day I met you!

I've always known...
But I've never said anything.

Because I too
was not much better than you.

We were identical!

Both selfish, dishonest...
Rotten, both!

Both of us assessed people
for what they could give us!

It's the truth!

I even wanted to make money through
your husband, and then steal his wife!

See how corrupt I am?

But I didn't care!

So much I loved you then!

I wanted you at all costs.

But to murder,

I'd have never resorted!

Jim, listen, I beg you!

No one can prove that I killed Raul,
not even you!

He refused to divorce, I thought
I'd loose you, I wanted it all for you!

No, I won't let you go!

Jim, come back here!

Jim!

Jim!

Jim!

Jim!

Jim!

Barbara!

Stop! Stop!

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