All language subtitles for Una.Spirale.di.Nebbia.(1977).fr-en

But isn't it too early?

Arabian jasmine blooms
in this season ... what madness!

They say a lot of nonsense about us, Grandpa.

Yes, it seems to me that now ... they are exaggerating.

What our family ...

with the misfortune that happened
To that lazy Fabrizio?

Can you say it?

What do I know?
Ask them.

Didn't you take charge of the press?
Did you do it?

- Of course.
- If you did ...

But you know what journalists are like.
They invent everything!

But why do you always blame him Raffaele?

Costanza, what do you think?

I would say, daddy, that at this point
we have to decide.

One way or another, a
firm attitude must be taken and away.

And a lawyer, right?

I don't want to disturb you but I repeat,
we have to find a good lawyer.

- Then, wait.
- Doesn't it seem like a stretch to hire a lawyer?

Implicitly we admit
at least have doubts about Fabrizio.

Not at all. In fact
Fabrizio could do it very well.

But who knows if this kind of moron
would be able to find one on its own.

Instead, at a time like this,
it takes a particularly good one.

What do we know about
what's on the judge's mind?

If such accidents can happen ...

and they follow one another in the hunt by the thousand ...

Fabrizio is a terrible shooter, thank goodness.

This judge Marino, by chance,
has nothing to do with those of chocolate?

Cecilia, what nonsense ...

What's new?
Remember, Fabrizio is in trouble.

All right, I'll take care of it. In my opinion
there is nothing more to argue for at the moment.

Sorry, Piero, but you think ...

- Do you really think Fabrizio wanted ...?
- What?

Yes there is a chance
out of a thousand Fabrizio ... how to say ...

wanted to kill Valeria?

How brutal you are ...
I didn't mean to say that.

If you didn't want to say that,
I will tell you the same thing.

Personally, I don't know.
And no one knows, yet.

You might as well not ask these kinds of questions
which remain unanswered.

- I was right, lawyer, 21 meters ago.
- Okay.

- Brigadier, please give me the rifle. Terenzi ...
- You're welcome.

So I was told that the silencer is for crows.

If the shot misses the others,
birds are not afraid. Not true ?

The scope, of course, is for the precision of the shot ...

Do you show me, please?

- Hold on...
- Leave Vittorio to me.

- Fabrizio ... calm down ...
- Please do something, Vittorio!

There is nothing more to do. Come on.

- Come come. Lavinia!
- Valeria ... Valeria ...

Valeria ... It's a shame.
Please give Fabrizio a painkiller.

Wood, Fabrizio. Swallow.

In small sips, eh?

Tell Doctor Cerri to come down the hall.

I am accompanying Fabrizio home.

Come on, courage, we're going home.

Listen, Fabrizio ... I'm your friend but in some cases ...

Yes, there are formalities to follow ...

particularly in my profession.

In short, Fabrizio, the authorities must be warned.

Do you understand that?

Go for it.

Dugoni, I'm sorry, get the gun.

Unfortunately i have to ask
to repeat everything from the beginning.

- Do I have to start over?
- Please.

When you want.

It is enough like that.
We can go.

Again and again...
That's enough, it's good.

You'll see it dry in five minutes.

Valeria ... Valeria ...

A�e! You hurt me.

These ducks ...
Maria Teresa cannot suffer them.

Why are you telling me about Maria Teresa now?

I called him last night,
I invited her to come here.

- You didn't tell me.
- You regret ?
- No it's OK.

You know when I met you I was thinking
that Marie Teresa was your sister.

She is my cousin and we are from San Germano
we all look a bit alike.

When we went
in this restaurant in Portoferraio ...

she was glued to you.

Immediately I thought of an incestuous sister.

- Who ? Maria Teresa?
- Of course.

She was looking at me in such a strange way ...

And she was right, because you interested me.

And then ... I was the foreigner.

Worse .. the little provincial.

- "My daughter from Lyon", that's what I called you.
- Really ?

How, don't you remember?
You always remember everything.

What a misery, already 4 pm!
I have an appointment with the postman.

The dates ... Sometimes he can
Be more important to make love.

I'm sorry, Anna, but I'm not coming back.

- Hey, Fabrizio! How are you?
- Good evening.
- Good evening.

- Hi, Valeria.
- Hi.
- Good evening.
- Excuse me.

- What are you doing here?
- We were in the area and an idea came to me.

Or better, the idea of ideas ...
I don't know why I didn't get it.

Eat roasted turkey here on this wasteland.

- Do you know Vittorio?
- Yes, we know each other.
- Hi.

We have already met.
isn't he a friend of Fabrizio, right?

- If we all went to the circus after that. What do you think ?
- Yes.

- It is far ?
- No, 200 meters after the toll.

I don't live in this area.
Will it end late?

Don't worry about it,
you can come and sleep with us.

So it's a barracks ...
What do you say, Fabrizio?

We sleep well in the countryside!

You will sleep well too, but a strange
rooster woke me up at 6 o'clock ...

- It wasn't a rooster but a Magellan's goose.
- What an idiot !

Because you don't come to spend a weekend
as is done with us?

With the beautiful season it will be wonderful.
I'm counting on you, Anna.

- I imagine. Shall we arrange that, Piero?
- Certainly, why not?

In spring this place is splendid,
I won't trade it for the world.

Not even with Vercelli?

So, is that okay?
You come to find us here at the border.

And then, "Visiting inmates"
it is not a work of mercy?

- What beautiful cows!
- Yes, but it stinks, though.

It's the smell of manure. In other words,
it's the smell of shit. Sorry.

They have to eat. Pay attention.

Valeria, luckily you
did not contaminate the craze of cows.

Good appetite.

I'm not sleeping, don't worry.

No ... please.

You are strange.

I understand that the death of Valeria has upset you ...

but you shouldn't think about it anymore.

You know, these things happen to married people.

If maybe I had stayed with my wife
This could have happened to me too.

- Vittorio ...
- Yes ? What's the matter ?

Nothing...
I wanted to say "good night" to you.

Good night.

You treated me like
an intruder from the first moment ...

and you never stopped seeing me as such.

We have never stopped ...
during three years ?

Because you've been married for three years, right?

- Spare me your irony.
- I'm not ironic.

I am with my feet firmly on the ground
one of the few in the family.

So when I tell you that no one
considered an intruder, you have to believe me.

In the beginning maybe yes, it is true.

Fabrizio was overwhelmed by a passion of summer, in August, good!

- You have to admit it was almost ...
- I have to admit what?

You think Fabrizio got trapped

by the first girl he put in his bed?

According to you, I married him by simple calculation.

There may also be miscalculations.

I'm not saying you did.

What struck me about him was his generosity.

And he's the only one in the family
to know what it is.

He is sensitive, vulnerable ...

But you ... you never did anything to help him.

But that's what you say!
All the chances he had them all!

In the activities he controls,
the bank, the factory ...

Fabrizion had nothing to do but choose.

Choose what?
Where to run away faster?

In the bank? In the factory ?

You wanted to force it to your world
without poetry, without imagination.

But you did not succeed
he fled there with his hand.

He's not like you.
- If you say so !

Certainly I say so!

It has all the qualities to become
someone, someone worth it.

And how ? By stuffing birds?

Piero! Don't pretend you don't understand.
You have turned your back on him!

And so he took refuge in the country.
And you in the countryside you die there.

This is not true! I love the countryside
and I will never leave!

In this case, the fault is yours.

Huh, I'm sorry, when he married you,
he said he wanted to acquire ...

a new dimension outside the family.

It has never been there,
he has turned his back on us.

And for what result?
That you live like two prisoners.

And now don't come tell me too
how unhappy he is!

But he's not, I never told him!

All the same ... sometimes ...
I see him as agitated ...

as if looking for a way out,
a truth that I will never know.

- Not you ?
- For example, his research on crossbreeds ...

You see, he's doing tests
extraordinary on animals.

Valeria tries to be serious.

How can you demand that we take an interest in cows?

Valeria!

But did any of you warn the parents in Lyon?

I took care of them, they will arrive tomorrow.

- Tonight I'm calling Maria Teresa.
- What's up with Maria Teresa?

So what !
The husband is a lawyer for the curia.

I believe that an intervention of the bishop
to the examining magistrate ...

can make him understand better
To what people it has to do.

- But Mom...
- No, don't say that. It does not count.
- Thanks to God, it still matters.

I'm glad I waited
the conclusions of our meeting.

And i think i did well
to address myself to lawyer Bellini,

begging him to take care of the matter.

I did this first before
to have heard your opinion.

Because...
I was sure of the conclusions.

Officially, Piero, you will consult him.

Here is his address, do it now.

Regarding the need
to move with care ...

well, it seems to me that on this
we all agree.

Anyway, I call Maria Teresa.
Marcello is an influential man.

I will not underestimate his intervention.

- Costanza, you know, called me.
- What did she want?

It seems that Judge Marino
please sue Fabrizio ...

for intentional homicide.

He wants you to bring in the curia.

They never took care of them ...

they have always hated Valeria and Fabrizio ...

and now everything has ...
the desperate marriage is over ...

and precisely not the hand of the incompetent Fabrizio ...

I'm sure it was an accident, Marcello.

It cannot be otherwise.

Of course, of course ... to get rid of
of a woman there are a thousand ways.

And why did he have to get rid of Valeria?
They were so happy ...

Resorting to crime, you have to have plans.
But ... Fabrizio is an idiot.

But he is not stupid, on the contrary.

He wouldn't be able to kill me.

You know how much it costs me
to ask you a favor.

What am I saying to Costanza,
when she calls me back?

You don't promise anything.
If ever, I see it and I will tell you.

You say you haven't spoken to me yet.

I actually went out.

Armida?

You can get rid of.

Will you allow me, miss ...
Oh, you excuse me, ma'am!

But you know it's hard
I still can't get used to it.

You stayed for me.
The boys again ...

- Oh, what a mess ...
- For once you don't worry, Cesira.

I'll put it on later.
Then when we leave.

- Do you need something ?
- No, I don't need anything. Cesira!

- Yes Madam ?
- How do you like my husband?

Oh, a handsome man!

But I'm gonna put some order in there, huh?

- Maybe, a little too confused ...
- Huh? Yes.

- All these people ... You know, these ceremonies ...
- But yes.

But everything went very well,
Maria Teresa was really wonderful.

- You are right.
- Alright, I'll leave you now.
- Hi.

- Hi. You know I care about my cousin.
- Stay calm.

- Hi, Marcello.
- Hi.

Ah, the lawyer ...
I'm leaving, madam.

- I am a little late.
- Excuse me.
- You're welcome.

I still have to change.

I'll never be ready before you.

You will see that many other times you will have to wait for me ...

I'll always wait for you all the time.

Delay the pleasure ...
it's the art of the libertines, did you know that?

No. I don't know so many things ...

I think I have already delayed it.

A little more and I will find myself an old maid.

I would like to tell you something.

- Now ?
- Yes, I have to tell you something, Maria Teresa.

I didn't tell you about it first because ...

What a serious air!
Would that be something serious?

The simplest things
seems the most complicated.

You know ... it's a transitory situation ...

You won't believe he's so oblivious
to sacrifice a woman to such an extent?

I don't believe it, I ...
I don't understand, voil�.

If I hadn't been afraid of losing you ...

I would have waited before marrying you to be cured.

I have been taking care of a neurologist for a year.

It wasn't such a quick thing as it
seemed at first, unfortunately.

But these are temporary, nervous disturbances ...

It's only about having
a little patience, that's all.

Do you understand me, right?

I knew you were ...
that you are a superior woman ...

indeed, that's why I want you.
Tell me I love you even more ...

if it was possible.

Do you trust me You know,
as a marriage lawyer I know all about it.

Come on let's hurry
otherwise we will do it later.

Maria Teresa? You do not come
also take a shower?

Do you hear me ? Huh? Hurry up.

Come on, hurry.

Take off your clothes, what are you waiting for?

Come on, come on!

What's going on ?
Aren't you shy around your husband?

Lets' go !
Hurry!

Yeah, good, good!

Go on, soap my back.

Stronger, come on!
Don't be the little girl!

Again and again ! Courage!

In fact you know ... now that I see you
in this way, you are beautiful.

Stronger, stronger, go, go!

You're done ?

Its good...

Huh ... it's going bad ...

It's okay...

Because you never put things back together?

- Hmm?
- Hmm ...

- Are you coming downstairs to the stables with me?
- Hmm ...
- No ?

This year I will send someone to the Cremona fair.

Is that okay, Mr. Fabrizio?

Certainly he is still in leg
our old Patrick, eh?

He never loses a stroke of the tail.

I wanted to try with Patrick, because
with artificial ins�mination ...

I did not succeed in impregnating him.

Don't kid yourself, Morese.

Sooner or later this cow will end up at the slaughterhouse.
She is doomed.

And from your wedding day to this day, nothing?

And are you quiet and good?
Have you never talked about it?

- I was ashamed.
- Is this the end of the world?

That he doesn't want to talk about it, I believe you.
What do you want me to say?

- But at least between you, you discussed it.
- No never. This is never the time.

- You won't do that?
- No, no, Marcello is always nice to me.

It is inconceivable!
And you, just for good education ...

- I beg you not to scream.
- How not to scream?

You are no longer a little girl!
We are talking about your life!

How many do you think you have?
Do you have two lives?

You have two, so we laugh like a dumbass.

Yes you are right but you know it
this marriage was not just mine.

I went out ten times with
Marcello and we got engaged.

I was more flattered than in love.

At 21 it seemed abnormal to me to say no.

- And then it pleased my mother.
- Your mother liked it.

Okay, we are in Italy, where the mother is everything ...

But we are no longer in the Middle Ages!
You are completely crazy!

No, not so much, Valeria.

When I found Marcello in my arms ...

Yes, well ... I was already willing to put up with anything.

I did not do much.

And that is nothing.
There is only one step, I assure you.

You don't convince me at all.
So what is marriage?

- Tell me, you.
- I do not know. But what is certain is not that.

It's always a misfortune ...
It is another form of disgrace.

If you go to war, it's absurd to die of cancer.

What if the key to everything was in my frigidity?

Ah ... I expected it!
The fault complex!

But what is going on in your head?
Do you want me to talk about Molteni?

Ah ... am I wrong or do you like it?
Or at least did you like it?

I bet it would boost your frigidity.

- Do you like going hunting so much?
- Not a lot.

For me, after eating ...
I still fall asleep.

But when there is a guest, it's a problem ...
And so I go out and go to sleep.

- Okay, we're going out.
- That's an idea.

Well, then I'll reach the children.

No, please, Valeria, come too,
don't leave me alone with him.

- Okay.
- Cover yourself well, it's cold.

Let's go.

- Vittorio?
- Huh?

- This a 20 gauge Purdey?
- Do you like it?

- He is magnificent.
- I take care of it.

- I'll get the car.
- Okay.

Here I am.

- Let's divide. We meet at the bottom of the woods.
- Okay. I'm going over here.

- I'm going straight, then.
- Hi.

But ... my God have you gone mad?
For little you killed me!

But where is your head?

You are incapable!
They should lock you up!

Excuse me, Vittorio.

Valeria, after all, I'm still alive, right?

I know you two you had
more afraid than me.

- I am sorry.
- No big deal.

Fabrizio ... catch him.

Terenzi take note, please.
So, doctor, you exclude ...

whether it is intentional homicide? Yes.

You see, Fabrizio as a hunter is a
disaster, and you have the proof.

So why does he go hunting?

There are a lot of these things
that they do so, for no reason.

- Especially someone like Fabrizio.
- Which means ?

- You see, Fabrizio is a unique man.
- "Singular" in what sense?

It means it's an individual ...
psychically fragile?

Fabrizio had an extremely difficult childhood ...

he lost his parents at the age of six.

Under these conditions, you understand that ...

- And his wife liked to go hunting?
- In a way ...

He lived in the countryside
and in the countryside we go hunting.

No, sorry, be a little more clear.

- Does that mean Mrs. Sangermano was a conformist woman?
- Yeah.

- And ambitious.
- One and the other. But, perhaps, without knowing it.

She forced her husband.
A kind of life that her husband does not have ...

Oh no, no ...
we didn't need to impose anything.

Fabrizio did it literally
whatever Valeria said.

- Terenzi, excuse me a minute.
- Yes.

Do you realize what I
could deduce from what you said?

And what ... I would have said
so serious, sir?

In essence, this means that sir
Sangermano was his wife's succubus.

This is already a plausible motive for a murder.

Or at the limit one could suppose
in this case for which the lady herself ...

would have asked or ordered the husband to kill her.

Valeria would have committed suicide by the hand of Fabrizio?

But we're not kidding, sir.
Valeria loved life, so ...

I didn't think a judge ...

It could be more imaginative than a psychoanalyst.

Well, now you know it! It's our job,
examine all possible hypotheses!

However, for me it was an accident.
An accident pure and simple.

According to you, Ms. Sangermano
did she have relationships with other men?

- Absolutely.
- Absolutely yes or no?

Absolutely not.
It's impossible, that would have known.

Valeria wanted to be well judged
and most obviously.

You hear, Marcello,
then we can no longer go forward.

Let's go separate ways and we erase this error.

- What are you saying ?
- You understood very well.

Do we want to end up in everyone's mouth?

And out of fear of others
should I put up with this situation?

Ah, because for you
it is about supporting, it is true.

But we are not a couple
we don't live as husband and wife.

- But I love you.
- No. Yes, as we can be.

You love me your way, but yours is a
love that cannot be enough.

Did you talk to anyone about it, huh?

You got it into your head to ruin me!
Or did someone put it in your head?

Ruin you? And you ?
Haven't you ruined me?

But why did you marry me?
Huh? Why ?

The miseries of my life, only you know them.

Do you think it's strange that I don't want to lose you?

But stop that! it's ridiculous, don't do it
not so. You don't have a bit of dignity.

No no! With you, no, I don't!
Because I love you.

Stop, please ...

And also what happens and whose
you accuse me, as if it was all my fault ...

it happens to those who want it.

It's my fault, you don't mind.

If you hated me
maybe everything would be easier.

It's okay, let's not talk about it anymore.
You act like I didn't tell you anything.

And don't be afraid.
I never go back on my decisions.

Armida?

Yes, lawyer?

I can't find my blue sweater.
This one is too thick.

But the blue sweater must be there.
I took him out of the laundry yesterday.

He might be here.

Courage ... dig better.

- Voil�, it's good ...
- But lawyer, it didn't go well.

- You like that, eh? You like ...
- Yes, I like that ... yes ...

Yes, I like it ...

Go answer.

Who is it ? Yes, now I'm telling him.

Lawyer is Alfredo.
He says the car is ready.

Tell him I'm going down.
I would like a coffee before going out.

- He says he's coming down. He wants a coffee.
- I'll take one too.

Still the usual story of the sweater.

- Come on, stop ... Stop, I'm telling you!
- Come on.

- Come on, go down now ... It's down!
- Well, that's much better.

Tonight they are going out.

Hi Mom.

Renato, that young man killed his wife, didn't he?

I don't know, mom, and even though I did,
I couldn't tell you.

Strange ... a young man who belongs to such a good family ...

You will see that they will look for
To pass him off as crazy.

Of course, they requested a psychiatric examination.

- What newspaper did you read it?
- I guessed it.

But this unfortunate man, kill his wife!
And why ? Why ?

- I don't know mom.
- They didn't agree anymore! Easy !

Like I ... like when
I realized that this guy was your father ...

And on the other hand, "for you"! Finished !
I planted it ... and basta!

Because you still have to rehash
this affair with daddy?

Go! It's been so long!

Well the truth is he was going to crash me.

- But I never thought of killing him!
- He would be missing more than that.

Why ? Wasn't my marriage a bad marriage?

You know something about it, don't you?

But I found the strength to endure, to move forward.

Because I had you!
But have I not suffered? Do not you think ?

Now less, that's for sure.
I am old now.

But I did not forgive him�
and never forgive!

- Mom, come on!
- You still defend him. You didn't really know him.

Are you not giving me anything tonight?

- Why didn't you tell me before? You are hungry ?
- No, I am not hungry.

- You don't want anything?
- Give me a coffee.

- Hi, Maria Teresa!
- Hi, Valeria!

Finally !
I was afraid of not coming.

You will stay here until tomorrow.

Please don't say no.
We are with you.

- But yes. Thanks, Alfredo.
- With pleasure.

- Don't tell me you're going to town tomorrow.
- For charity!

- That means Fabrizio is going.
- No. And who will put him an armchair?

So why did you make me return the car?

Because ... it will be a pleasure for someone to take you home.

Somebody ? And that ?

Who ? Come on, Maria Teresa ...
a little imagination.

Haven't you seen his car?
There is your friend Molteni.

Rest easy, this is not an ambush.

He came for jobs that we have to do
At home. It's just a coincidence.

But what woman are you? You know
that I like to change from time to time.

- Hello Madam.
- Hello.
- Hello.

- Hi.
- As you grew up.
- This one dad gave it to me.

- It's for you.
- Come on, go play.

- Fabrizio? Fabrizio!
- Huh?

The wind brought down the creeper again.

- Why didn't you fix her better?
- It's okay, I'm going

We never end with the garden.

You never finish anything.

Madam, even today
the little one does not want to eat.

Ugh, what a mess ... These kids are killers.

They want affection for breakfast,
at snack, at lunch ...

I'll let you read a psychology book ...

so that they understand the dangers they face.

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Thank you.

Why are you so nervous?
Do you mind finding me here?

No why ? Should that?

- Maybe it won't bother you to take me home?
- Why not ?

But you didn't answer me.
You seem worried. What do you have ?

But nothing...

Or maybe so. It must be the time.

- Winter is coming to an end.
- Yes.

I don't understand this Fabrizio mania.
It's weird, don't you think?

I want to ask him to embalm me too.

- Because you want to be embalmed?
- So what ?

Ah ... what a beautiful conversation you have
done ... breakfast is ready.

I like to see people having fun ...

but it is always better to eat,
before being embalmed.

Here is your pig.
Now you have to sleep.

- What a good boy ...
- Mom, I'm not sleeping.

And what are you waiting for?
Lie down ... huh?

Lay over.
Okay ... that's it.

- Do you see that you are sleepy?
- Hi.
- Good night, sweetheart.

- Good night.
- Hi Mom.

- But what are you doing ?
- You are very beautiful.

Thanks, but he doesn't seem to have heard you hit.

Indeed I did not knock,
I was sure you ...

That I won't sleep?
You made a mistake.

- I want to talk to you Maria Teresa.
- Really now?

Yes, now and here.

Valeria told me something about your situation.

- What a situation ?
- Yours with Marcello.

- She shouldn't.
- And on the other hand she did very well to do it.

Love ... let me watch you.

How beautiful you are ... I want you.

- But I do not...
- You do not...? You do not want ?

- It is not possible.
- Why my love ?

- I love you.
- And Marcello?

Marcello?
And you don't think about yourself?

Cesare, I'll never ask
neither annulment nor divorce. Never.

My love...

Please, go away.

- Good night love.
- Good night.

It was not the thieves, I was alone,
the garage door banging ...

- Carry it in the bathroom, otherwise you will flood the room.
- Yes...

Okay ... now you're going to sleep easy, I hope.

Do you know ... do you know what time it is?
It is 4 a.m.

With these pajamas always the same
you are still ... the same man.

Molteni went to Maria Teresa's room.

- Did you see it ?
- Yes.
- Did you spy on them?
- Yes.

- Good.
- Are you a moralist now? What are you thinking about ?

Nothing. I am tired, I am sleepy.

I am completely awake
and that's because of these two.

- I am sorry.
- Me no !

Love stories from others make me feel alive.

And thank God I swear
At this hour I have not been a whore.

I'm in a tunnel, Fabrizio!
Every night, every day!

But how do others do it?

If I think my life has to pass
so, then I would rather die!

I don't want to hear you say it anymore, understand?

And you don't have to think about it anymore either.
You are beautiful, young ...

- These things are not enough.
- But what are you saying?

You have a beautiful house, the most beautiful husband in the world!

You have two children ...
What more do you want? Huh?

Fabrizio, no! No, that's not possible !

I don't know if you understand ...

I can't explain, but believe me
or not ... it doesn't solve anything.

- I don't want you like that.
- But, Valeria everything is so beautiful ...

- Beautiful ... and normal.
- So I hate normalcy.

If I knew that I would be like this
all my life I would kill myself.

- You're crazy.
- Or I'll kill you.

Would you like to kill me? Why me ?

Because you are my husband. If I am
desperately, you have to go by force.

And one day I could also convince myself ...

that it must be you who pays for me.

- The children? Let's go!
- I'm ready, Mr. Fabrizio.

"Monsieur Fabrizio"?
What is "Monsieur Fabrizio"?

We are not very intimate.

But it's been three weeks
that I deflate in front of her?

- Did I hurt him?
- No.

I am a big coward.

You think that when I was a kid
at the dentist, I never cried.

Then I had a little courage.
And then I lost it completely.

Why do you say that? Things
it is not between courage or cowardice.

The point is, I'm still scared.

Don't ask me why
because I don't know.

Do you want to know something?

When I go hunting, when
to shoot I always close my eyes.

Yes ! Don't you think so?

This is how.

Come sit here for a while and
stop doing this stuff.

Come.

You see, now, for example,
I would have a great desire to kiss you.

Yes, really, but I won't.
And why do you think I won't?

- Why am I a friend of Vittorio?
- We're not talking about Vittorio.

- Are you upset?
- No, I didn't get upset.

And what is wrong?
Is it Vittorio?

I never understood Vittorio ,,
yet I know him well enough.

He says that for 10 years he has been separated from his
wife, but he did not file for divorce.

- But what divorce? Vittorio has never been married.
- How?

No, I discovered it by chance.
He always lied to all of us. Even to me.

Well, it can happen, sometimes
lie unwittingly, and then ...

we no longer have the courage to tell the truth.

Courage ... For so many years that we live together ...

Do not Cry. You get ugly, you know?

In other words, I told him
clearly what my opinion was.

That is to say, that it is not a case of felony ...

even if there are all the elements to suspect it.

"For me", I told him ...

"it's an accident.
An accident pure and simple ".

- And him ?
- "He who ? Fabrizio?

But no, the judge!
What did he mean to Fabrizio?

He didn't say it ...
"So why did you denounce him?"

I haven't told anyone, let's be clear.

- I just did my duty.
- That's it ...

And who called the carabinieri?

It's okay, the interrogation, the judge has already done it to me ...

and what I had to say,
I told him, and then ...

You forgot the contradictions
which Fabrizio fell into?

I would like to see who wouldn't be
contradicted, at the time ...

to tell the facts by discovering
his dead wife there in front!

And what did I say to the judge?
That's what I repeated to him.

Anyway ...
is there something new?

- Has the 12 hour hypothermia been repeated?
- Yes.

I would like to take a look at it.
Are you coming with me?

There's your sister Luigina in the hallway.

I still have to register this batch of drugs.

She arrived almost a week ago.

You're great.

No woman has ever spoiled me like this,
not even my wife.

I bought them because I liked them ...

not to emphasize that
you never gave me a flower either.

Because men give flowers to women.

What did you say about your wife?

Yes my wife. I told you
that I'm married, right?

This is the first thing I say to all women.

But I am Lavinia Vittorio,
not "all women".

So why don't you tell your wife?

Is that why you wear your wedding ring?
To better catch your victims?

Lavinia, you are a smart girl ...

you are not going to start making me
jealousy scene now?

But why ?
Does this seem like a scene of jealousy?

You're wrong, it's just ...
a logical curiosity.

- Female.
- Female, if you want.

Anyway, I broke up after only a year.

Then ... it was as if I was single.

We stayed here only three
in the whole house...

me, Rosaria and the gardener.

The children are at the villa on the lake.
She brought them to Mrs. Costanza.

How to do otherwise?
The poor, they hurt ...

Especially Renzo,
he must have noticed something.

Cristina no, she is still too small.

Mrs. Costanza was here when this reporter came.

He wanted to do the interview on misfortune ... us!

But Mrs. Costanza fired him in a way ...

- Do you know where I was?
- No, where?

- I was with the judge.
- You too ?

Yes, indeed, I also saw Doctor Conte ...

when he left the judge.

Then they questioned me,
Morese and ... the tobacconist's son.

- Do you know him ?
- No. I was also summoned.

What will he want from me
I can't really imagine it.

- And what did you say to him?
- Me ?

What can I tell you again?
There were crows that were being hunted down there.

Only God, apart from them,
knows what really happened.

At home there have been no scenes in recent days.

- I told the judge.
- What about the other days?

Well ... the judge asked me if they got along.

And what do I know if they got along?

Maybe it was a couple who got along?

I can pass for one who does not know everything about everything.

Anyway, I told him everything ...

arguments and also the fact that she was hitting him.

How? Was she hitting him?

Fabrizio!

Fabrizio ... Fabrizio, please!

- Yes ?
- Come here now !
- I arrive.

- Get on your knees!
- What?
- "On your knees", I said!

- There.
- You know you got me pregnant another time?

You won't touch me anymore, I swear!
Never again, is that understood?

- Love ...
- I won't let you!

- Love, don't do that ...
- Leave me ! Leave me !

Do not touch me...

But she loved him.

She could also love him ...

even if he sent it racing without a lira in his pocket.

She knew that, didn't she? It was she who held
the cash desk, it was she who decided everything.

The truth, my dear,
is that you shouldn't get married.

It always ends badly.

But he looks rich.
Are they made to live together?

- And the poor, on their side?
- Less and less.

Many live without getting married.

So, as long as it lasts, okay.
And then ... goodbye and thank you.

She was so good Madame Valeria ...
What a misfortune it has been, what a disgrace!

How did it go, in my opinion?
I don't know, lawyer.

Armida call me madam.

Valeria's death thesis
by accident is trustworthy.

I wouldn't be so pessimistic,
in the absence of a mobile ...

Yes, yes, I know, I agree, but it's fragile.

No, no, I didn't mean to say that,
but one cancels the other.

I told him my opinion.

I know I'm a bit of a head
the stopper from going around in circles, an anxious parent.

Yes, yes, don't doubt, lawyer,
I have already spoken to one of the curia.

The bishop is indignant at human justice.

God knows, the process
which fortunately closed the doors ...

It really is to say it.
Yes, yes, let me know.

Of course. Thank you.
Goodbye.

I did all I could do.

You ask a maybe trivial question
but precisely ...

you would expect an answer
commonplace, but just as precise.

- Did you understand ?
- Yes.
- Instead, you never get it.

- Why ? I do not understand.
- I'll give you an example.

You go around to find out if the guy
play pool well or not, let's do it.

There are those who say: "Yes, he plays well"
and another says: "No" ...

and a third perhaps says: "Enough
good, but if he loses if he's nervous ".

So you must be wondering why he's nervous
and when he's nervous it's often ...

A whole series of questions that
correspond to a series of hypotheses.

For one he is nervous
because he has liver disease ...

for another no, he's nervous
because he had an argument with his brother-in-law.

Another says who's nervous because
that in the spring he is always nervous.

So there is a whole series of questions
and a series of hypotheses of answers ...

From which you must get out ...
the truth says it all.

You know, I always thought that
your profession was fascinating.

Let's not exaggerate, and then yours too, right?

Are you not interrogating your students?

No questioning,
I would say questions.

However, could we collaborate?

You too...

What do you find here at the service
judiciare which interests you so much?

There you go, because ...
because it seems meaningless.

A happy couple ...
and he kills his wife.

- So what...
- So ?

So ... it becomes a symbolic crime.

There are no valid reasons on a personal level ...

I mean on the private side of this couple ...

but there may be social reasons.

It is marriage these days that no longer makes sense.

And automatically, a crime against marriage makes sense.

- Did I scandalize you?
- No, no, you seem a little strict.

But are you sure you'll never get married?

In your place, I will ask "You are sure that
you will never want to marry me "?

Lidia, please, I was speaking generically.

I know, I know, I was joking.

You know sometimes I miss a sense of humor
and I don't even know why.

- Please...
- No.

- Why were you crying at the restaurant?
- Bah, for nothing.

It was a Mina song that was spinning
when I was in high school.

A boy was still singing it.

Ah, there was a hidden lover, then.

We did the last year,
we were in class together.

Why did you never tell me about it?

Because it's a story
that it wasn't about you or me.

- It only concerned him.
- And how did it end?

How did that end?

He didn't even finish the year and died
in an accident, just after Easter.

Okay, hi, good night.

So what ?

I was there fishing,
when I heard noises ...

I turned and there the lady was holding me in her arms.

At one point, he put it down.
I couldn't wait to watch.

But then I saw that she was covered in blood.

Then he looked at me.
I was scared and I ran away.

However I was so returned ...

and I saw, he took her under his arms ...

and afterwards he dragged it, running ...

- Did he see you?
- He looked at me, then I saw him disappear in the wood.

Do you think he walked away because he saw you?

I do not know.
Then I heard the noise of a car.

And you haven't thought of warning someone?

I told the friends at the bar,
but they all knew it already.

But the rifle and the bag when did you see them?

Going back, after a while, and then there ...

I saw the other rifle the one with the scope.

But tell me, stupid Fabrizio ...

What need did he have I wonder
go tell lawyer Bellini ...

for a conscientious collector ...

the difficulty does not remain
to embalm dead birds ...

as well as to kill them in the rule of art?

Imagine Bellini ... maybe now
he will also think that Fabrizio ....

Sorry, don't you seem to have compromised?

By the way, Maria Teresa, your husband
spoke with someone from the curia?

Yes, with the bishop, I believe.
They have known each other for a long time.

- Marcello would have been an excellent priest.
- Is that so ?

Nothing Marcello doesn't talk much
but I know he did.

As for misfortune ...

I'm safe, very safe
Fabrizio did not.

Okay, they didn't go
but what does that mean?

Who does not know beaten?
I was with Giovanni, when he was alive ...

And you, with Marcello ... how many times?

No, no, we never.

No ? You are the only ones,
you would be a perfect couple!

But ... all the others? No...

If every arguing couple has to shoot ...

there would be a civil war, don't you think?

Think that this one, the inquisitor,
he asked me to look at Piero ...

Valeria and Fabrizio, were they
happy together, do you know?

But who is happy?

Indeed it's just the misfortune to stand
close, don't you think?

Then, according to you, the one who is
really happy he does? He kills ?

- Hello.
- The train to Genoa, please.

- There's only this suitcase.
- OK sir.

I hope your mother will recover soon.

We are ahead, now we must
wait half an hour. I told you.

But you don't have to wait, you are
stay nice. And then you hate to drive.

I had to drive some days
because Alfredo took leave.

- When did this happen?
- Just yesterday.

He wants to go to work in Rome ...
What do I know about it?

Marcello, you have something to tell me, right?
Come on.

- Armida is pregnant.
- Pregnant?
- It's me.

Yes ... me.

You are surprised, of course, yet
the explanation is simple, right?

It's easier than saying it.

What you think of us
you made it clear to me, didn't you?

You were looking for a breakup and you got it.

Sometimes the meanest facts help ...

and they solve the most difficult situations.

What do you think about it ?
Do you hate me?

I don't think about anything and I hate anyone.

Maria Teresa, you may not have understood ...

or you do not assess the gravity
consequences for all of us.

Armida is expecting a child! Mine !

This child is mine and I intend to recognize him.

I'll have to ask for our marriage to be canceled.

Valence.
Valence train station.

You know, Terenzi, as it is preferable
that beautiful crimes are conceived?

I had one in Sondrio, a long time ago ...

so perfect, that we had to find a loophole

to understand the whole mechanism.

But here everything ...
everything is normal.

Everything is normal and everything ...
all guilty.

Normal that this poor girl was shot, targeted ...

Yes, targeted, because the expertise
ballistics speaks clearly, right?

A weapon that escapes and hits the ground
pull up ...

not straight, or horizontally.

What kind of accident is this?
Then we have to find a motive.

And what comes next?
Everyday life.

I can close the file
with "Mobile: life" written on it.

She was even a faithful wife.
No, there is nothing there.

That's all she was
and it's you who is right ...

maybe it's vague to get something out of it.

Maybe he's a minus habens?
No, he's a smart person.

He is a mad ? Not at all.
You understand nothing ?

You find yourself ...
facing an accident.

But it's an accident ...
Disguised as an accident.

- There is Mrs. Lavinia Gallo.
- Let her in.
- You're welcome.

- Hello Madam.
- Hello.

- Please take a seat.
- Hello.

I don't really know if I can help you

Anything I can tell you
I already told Doctor Conte.

Yes, indeed ... I already had
some talks with your husband.

Doctor Conte is not my husband ...

only in some cases
It doesn't make any difference, yes ...

whether or not you wear a wedding ring?

- Certainly.
- The point is ... we shouldn't get married.

Do you speak in general or is it an allusion
at the Sangermano wedding?

How? 'Or' What ? Ah, I ... no ... no.

I don't pay attention to my words
they are not at the right time.

- But what does he have ? You seem confused.
- I wonder what you want to know.

I will try to say it, if I know it.
But one thing I can say right away ...

Fabrizio, surely was a terribly lonely man.

And how do you know that?
Did he give it to you?

No. But a woman feels these things.

I have been four or five times
At the Sangermano villa.

- I just did.
- It's good ... why?

- But you weren't Valeria's friend?
- No.

But ... I don't believe she said
�a to pass judgment on Valeria.

It's not one, I'm sure
that Fabrizio was just ...

terribly alone because otherwise ...

In a marriage
or also in a simple union ...

loneliness ... it's the worst crime in my opinion.

My God, how many antennas ...

I did not lose a retransmission this winter.

I wonder about the scenario.
I know everything !

Judge, are you married?

No. But why do you feel so lonely?

Were you present when Fabrizio Sangermano ...

presented himself to the hospital with his wife's body?

Yes.

- Hello ! Congratulations, you are on time.
- I'm always on time!

- Today your phone call surprised me.
- Why ?

I didn't expect to see you until tonight.

I left Terenzi at the office.
He will see it, for once.

- You're okay ?
- What?

- You're giving news of the investigation, right?
- Top secret. I can't talk about it.

I know you are a very conscientious judge.
Where are you taking me?

Eat outside in the countryside.

Wow!
What are we celebrating today?

It all ends with kitchen matches ...

It's incredible, patience like that
can only be the work of a Carthusian.

- There, sir.
- Or a forest.

- You want to take two steps?
- No, sit down for a minute.

- I don't really feel.
- You ate too much, huh?

But you lack a stomach like this.

- Are you tired?
- Yes.

By the way, you wouldn't ...
How about getting some rest?

- And where?
- There are a few rooms above.

Huh?

Ah, look, I'm not resting
I really want to, but I'm fine.

Are you asking for the room?

Let's go up there.

You know, mom, you healed this year.
It's all good for us.

Really, I'm fine, in good shape.

Let's talk about you instead. I don't see you
never. How are you? What's up ?

- I decided to get married.
- To get married?

- Hello.
- Hello Madam.

Here is Doctor Angelini
and next to his sister.

Poor woman ...
She has been lame for over twenty years.

You don't ask me either
who am I getting married to, mom?

The name of the person grabbing you
is the last thing that interests me.

But what do you have ?

Do you know what we celebrated today?
My cowardice.

- Yours...?
- Yes, my cowardice.

I told my mother that I want to marry you.

To your mother? Did you tell your mother before I did?

You know my mother had a life
difficult, an unhappy marriage ...

- It happens !
- She is a poor woman, she has only me in the world.

And she doesn't want to share you with someone else.

Renato, your wedding
I don't care, you know.

I don't believe in a couple, in this reciprocal bond ...

which should reassure us until death.

It is a screen against our weaknesses, our failures.

Do you want proof? Your mother too
acted like you were a couple.

Indispensable to each other!
And you see, the result? Two victims.

It is true...
That's right, Lidia is right.

- But I love you. I love you Lidia.
- I love you too.

Do you want to marry me?

Have I been called madam?

Who are you pregnant with?

- I don't want to talk about these things.
- Who?
- The lawyer knows that.

You have to tell me.
Who then?

But did you know who your husband was?

It's impossible.
You understand ? It's impossible.

- I know that better than anyone.
- Yet it's him.

What do you have ? Are you scared ?
I won't do anything to you.

- However, tell me who you are pregnant with.
- From the lawyer.

- But the lawyer is helpless!
- Leave me, don't touch me!

Then don't cry.
I told you I wouldn't do anything to you.

Calm down, I'm not accusing you of anything at all.
I know very well that the lawyer ...

had to resort to someone else
to put you in these conditions.

- It was Alfredo, right?
- No.

What are you doing ?
Are you not undressing?

They will say that we have to do this child to the lawyer.

Do I keep it, do you think?
But what are you thinking about?

Don't be silly. It's not
the first time you get fucked.

And this time we don't even have to be careful.

Yes I'm going hunting
it's once or twice that Madame Sangermano ...

organized a hike for a group of outside friends ...

I gave him a hand, I know the
drink and I know how to denic the game.

- And haven't you heard anything?
- No.

I only saw them sink into the woods.

They had guns on their shoulders,
they were holding hands ...

- They were holding hands?
- Eh yes.

- They were a beautiful couple, young, rich ...
- Lover.

Ah, that's another speech,
I don't know anything about that.

- Ah! I sprained an ankle! Fabrizio!
- I arrive !

- Take me in Your arms.
- There ...

Are you okay? Huh?

You're tickling me...

- Do you like that?
- Yes.
- I want to make love here.

- Come on ...
- Yes...
- Let's go to the cabin.

- I want to make love here!
- Listen, I'll drop you off.

- Yes, now here ... I want you ...
- Valeria ...

I want you, Fabrizio ...
Here ... Fabrizio ...

Valeria!
But are you crazy? What are you doing ?

I want you ... I want you ...

But what is it ?

Crush it! Crush him Fabrizio!
Kill him !

- It's nothing Valeria.
- Kill him !

- Come on, buddy, go.
- Do not touch me !

- But, Valeria it's only a toad.
- Don't touch me anymore!

- Don't touch me anymore, understand?
- Valeria ...
- You disgust me!

But why are you doing this, Valeria? First
you want me and then you escape ... why?

Why ?
Because I am desperate!

Me too...

- No, no, not here ... excuse me. Are you okay?
- Yes Yes thanks.

- You're welcome.
- Thank you.

Terenzi leaves the typewriter.
You verbalize by hand.

So, Mr. Sangermano,
as it can be seen, I pleased you.

We are here, at your home.

Now please answer
"yes" or "no" to my questions.

Mr. Sangermano, please cooperate.

- Did you love your wife?
- Yes.

- And your wife loved you?
- Yes, I'm sure.

- Did your wife harbor some grudge against you?
- No.

Or ... maybe yes, I don't know.
After all, it's the same thing, right?

No it's not the same if you say so,
I must think it's "yes" ...

which can be interpreted
like a "no", should I explain?

No.

You had intimate relationships
satisfying with your wife?

- I think so ... I don't know if the others ...
- "The others" who?

- Well, the things other couples do.
- Ah ...

- Did you love another woman?
- No.

Were you loyal to your wife?

But not at the start. Because
I was not available, that's all.

- And you wanted to be?
- It's possible.

You judge your life ... doomed?

No no. Before Valeria, yes.

My life ... it was very sad.

Mr. Sangermano ...

you realize that you could be
charged with premeditated murder?

But that doesn't make sense.

Which does make sense, though.
The blow went straight.

- Who said that?
- The gun said so.

- What a fool ...
- Sorry ?

No nothing. I was talking to the gun.

you find something biased or
little clear in my questioning?

- Yes.
- What?

I was not asked for example,
not once if I suffer without Valeria.

But, my God, Mr. Sangermano ...

we can't demand that I
treats you like ... like a widower!

It's a premeditated homicide,
until proven otherwise.

Anyway ... are you in pain?

I don't know anymore. I know I miss her.
I miss her terribly.

- My life is over without Valeria.
- How do you expect to survive?

- But I don't think I can survive.
- What does that mean? Thinking of suicide?

Oh, no ... I won't have the courage.

- You want to know what am I continually thinking?
- Hmm?

I'm looking for someone to talk to me about her.
I still think about it.

You don't want to collaborate, Mr. Sangermano.

This is not the case, my client is still
in shock for the misfortune ...

- What would you do in my place?
- Me ?

I could never be in your place. It's impossible.

If we make a mistake, it will be only my fault. You see ?

But of course.

Monsieur Fabrizio did whatever he wanted ...

lately he had moved
in one of the guest rooms.

He was sleeping there ...

and it seems he held
his promise not to touch her again.

Or at least he ... went out of his way to hold her.

Rosaria says you haven't always been successful.

One night I saw him that he was looking for
To enter his wife's room.

However, she did not open the door to him.

Valeria ... open ... Valeria?

On the bedside table I always leave a glass of water ...

because if I wake up and I'm thirsty ...

But this time I had forgotten it.

It's hot, eh?
This summer never ends.

I have a thirst to go mad.
It must be something I ate.

Certainly there is not
the slightest draft this night.

On the other hand, it's his time ...

Come.

- No.
- Why ?

It is not possible tonight, there is a storm.

- What happened? They quarreled?
- Almost.

The lady no longer wants to be touched ...

Ah really?
You are not like the lady ...

Yes...

I have met her twice, yes.

I find Marianna a fascinating girl.

- I am convinced that you will be happy with her.
- You think ?

- Thank you.
- She'll be a great wife for you.

You know, 9a was something ...
a sudden decision.

And I too will take the big step.

It's funny ...

I was about to ask you to go
a few days in Portofino ...

You noticed that the seasons now
It's going to come, don't you think?

There is one that no longer comes.
For a few years, there has been no more autumn.

- You're waiting for me in the car, Terenzsi.
- Yes sir.

- Daddy, hi!
- Renato!

- How are you ?
- Good. Yesterday I saw your mother.

- And you didn't say hello.
- No, no, she was in a fabric store

I had stopped looking at the windows.
You know I've always liked that.

You like it because there are mirrors in the windows.

Tell me the truth, Renato.
Do you find me a little old?

You are still a handsome man,
if that's what you want to know.

Your mother is severely reduced with this evil,
it's a shriveled old woman ...

You know, the years that go by
are even more terrible.

You made a good choice.
And try to stay with Lidia always.

If you grow old together ...

you will not run the risk
to make one of those dirty discoveries.

- Hi Dad.
- Hi, Renato.

But what is Bellini's lawyer supposed to do?

Certainly more than prosecutor Testa did.

I didn't want to ask him anything.

I would have guessed it.

You see, Maria Teresa,
I don't think there is any need to tell you ...

how close we are all right now.

We fully understand your feelings.

However for me,
I would like to add that maybe ...

if you had confided before,
today we would not be at this point.

And you that you persisted in saying that yours,
your marriage was perfect ... the only one ...

Indeed.

Well, maybe the fault is ours,
we wanted to believe it ...

also knowing that ...
there are no perfect marriages ...

it is a contradiction of terms.

We say finally, that the couple is mortal ...

perfectly deadly.

Sure you couldn't choose
a worse time, eh?

First poor Valeria,
and then Fabrizio in prison ...

now you put us too ...

It was Marcello who requested the cancellation, not me.

Indeed.

He added an insult to the offense he did to you ...

and it will continue to do it day after day.

It was just what you could
expect a lawyer from the curia.

And you now ... what are you going to do?

It's something that you don't have
never asked until now.

I have plans, but I believe
that I will keep them jealously for myself alone.

I'm sorry, Judge Marino would like to see you.

- You want me to come with you ?
- No no.

What do you think he came to do?

- There may be something new in sight.
- I do not believe.
- We would have known.

Hello.

- Hello, Judge.
- Hello.

Sorry if I insisted on seeing you,
but I thought you might be interested ...

- What is that ?
- This.

Did you come personally to give me this?

I thought long before I knew it
officially, tell you that unfortunately ...

Unfortunately this death results
of a particularly complicated case.

Do you know any simple ones?

I wrote the sentence of instruction and
I forwarded it to the public ministry.

Probably ... we'll go to trial.

That way, for now
you are out of this business.

- For the moment.
- Good.

This allows me to ask you for your opinion.

I do not know.

I don't know, I think
than anyone, not your grandson ...

could explain what really happened.

How it is possible ?

I mean what may have been ...

a voluntary act
or something similar to a stroke of madness.

these are contradictory hypotheses, Mr. Justice.

I know it, I know it
if that can comfort you ...

these are the exact terms that appear
in the acts that I have transmitted.

Where do you think it will end?

I can't imagine it.

They'll try to ...
to establish ...

to expose the truth.

In the meantime my grandson must remain in prison ...

while you search for the truth.

It is also likely
may your grandson be guilty.

What the sentence will be, I don't know.
The court will decide.

- Do you believe in God, Judge?
- No no.

- Are you married?
- Not yet.

The world should only be inhabited by the old.

How much less fatigue ...

Excuse me if I don't take you home,
Mister the judge. Thank you.