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(dramatic music)

(eerie music) (people whimpering)

(eerie music)

(gun firing)

(eerie music)

[Man] Hurry up ladies.

284 columns, 18 meters high, and...

(women chattering)

[Man] (speaking in foreign language) Michelangelo

in six poses, (speaking in foreign language).

How much?

3,000, (speaking in foreign language)

It's too much, give him half, I'm an American too.

Oh, really?

Lucy, Lucy, she's American too.

Taxi, taxi!

Wait, where you going?

I'm not late?

You want the cab or not?

Go on, get in.

(woman crying)

(engine rumbles)

Anyone seen the police doctor?

Ah, yeah.

Thanks a lot.

You got through, didn't you?

Bramo, bring me over a lens will you?

Send that down to the lab

and use the same procedure on the other one.

Is that clear?

Yes.

Then go home

I'm exhausted, I'll see you tomorrow.

Ivo, give Dr. Sanna a hand.

Sure thing doc.

(equipment clattering)

Brains leave me cold, but if you're interested

in a little warm meat doc, I'd be glad to oblige.

And modestly speaking, I'm well endowed.

Let's see it.

If I like it, I'll take it home.

No, no, no, not like that.

I only got one and I'd like to keep it.

Hey doc, what do you say if I brought it over one day huh?

A little home demonstration.

(water splashing)

(saw buzzing)

Doc you oughta go home, you look dead on your feet.

Go on, do yourself a favor.

(eerie music) (people whimpering)

[Man] Careful how you extract the bullet.

We've been getting nothing

but complaints from the coroners office.

(eerie music) (people whimpering)

(man screams)

(water splashing)

Doc?

Chief wants you to take a look at this one.

Just came in.

He's an ugly looking bastard to.

You ready?

(Sanna screams)

(man laughs)

Stupid.

(engine rumbles)

Well, that was a lousy evening, wasn't it?

Why don't you forgive me?

I'll forgive you this time, but the next time I won't.

You can't play around with corpses, it's not funny.

Well I can't play around with you.

Invite me up for a drink.

I told you until I finish my internship I'm on ice.

Like scotch on the rocks.

Okay, I'm warning you though, don't wait.

Got ya.

What are you doing?

Are you crazy?

Yeah, about you.

You're delicious.

How about if I give you a ride home tomorrow?

Good night.

(car door bangs)

Hey, ice cube.

You forgot your homework.

You leave your pictures in my car,

people will think I'm a pervert or something.

Toss it.

Nice catch, good night.

(typewriter clicking)

(ominous music)

(doorbell rings)

[Sanna] Who is it?

You don't know me, could I talk to you a minute?

Hi, I know it's an awkward time to disturb someone

but I saw you out on the terrace and.

From where?

I'm up on the third floor.

Actually I wanna borrow an envelope.

Thank you.

So you live upstairs.

I must say, one of my fathers girlfriends

used to stand out like ray of sunshine.

Here it is, here's your envelope.

Orange?

Oh it'll do I guess, thanks.

But I don't know you're father, who is he?

Some divine man?

My father, he's a funny man with a weakness for Americans.

Blondes, brunettes, and red heads.

My mother was the first, American of course.

May I take?

Mhm.

Thanks.

What did you say your fathers name was?

I didn't say, but it's written

on his door in great, big, block letters.

Johnny Sanna, you're his guest didn't you know?

No, I didn't really.

Why a girlfriend gave me the key in Florence

and she just said when you go away put it under the mat.

When are you going away?

Tomorrow, home, Pennsylvania.

I've had it with camping out in strange apartments.

It stinks.

Don't tell me you get your kicks from this stuff.

My interest is purely professional.

Are you a doctor?

[Sanna] That's right.

You must be pretty smart, I wish I'd met you earlier.

Do you mind if I stay a little longer?

Maybe I ought to tell ya something?

It's sort of a secret.

I mean, you're an American aren't you?

I'm only half American.

But if I can help you...

(phone ringing)

Is that upstairs?

Sounds like it.

I'll be right back, wait for me.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Yes, it's me.

No, not now, I don't feel like it.

Ciao.

Wait.

I'll open the gate for you.

Easy boy, stop pulling.

Dangerous to go out this late Miss.

You want me to call you a cab?

No, thank you.

(gate clangs)

You get your kicks from this stuff?

Some divine man?

(picture tearing)

(ominous music)

Hey, look.

(man laughs)

You bitch.

All right then?

Of course.

(ominous music)

It's you again.

(engine rumbles)

Gonna be a son of a bitch today.

Already I can hardly breathe.

Gonna be a lot of broiled lobster on this sand.

You watch and see.

Got a fanatic over there.

Must have been here to watch the sun come up.

(eerie music)

Pistol at point blank range,

through the throat and upward.

For my money, it's a suicide.

We'll have to get an ID first.

The boys down at records couldn't help.

Could we try and get a photo for the papers?

That's your department Ivo.

Can you make her recognizable?

I can't promise a thing.

If she'd a stuck her head under a train

she would have come out looking prettier.

Oh man.

Jesus, what a waste of natural talent.

Well, another case for your thesis doc,

and she even took the trouble to be beautiful.

You think so?

I don't think so.

If she did she wouldn't have shot herself in the face.

Who is she?

Who knows?

No identification.

All she had with her was a beach bag

with a couple of flimsy dresses, no purse.

Come on, sweetheart.

Now uncle Ivo's gonna put your eye back in

and make you all beautiful again.

(ominous music)

There, that's better huh?

(water splashing)

[Woman] Good morning.

Hi.

You're already out of breath?

I'll teach you to get smart with your father.

No!

You're all wet.

(both laughing)

Ah, I thought you were the new attraction around here.

I was going to pick you up.

Ah, really?

Come on, I'll buy ya lunch.

I've got a funny feeling you're in some kind of trouble.

Who, me?

Why?

It wouldn't be the first time.

Do you realize it's been such a long time

since we've seen each other?

Where have you been, what have you been doing?

You have the inquisitive instincts of a wife.

Worse, of a mother in law.

It's a good thing you have no time for men.

I wouldn't be so sure if I were you.

I thought you had something important to tell me.

That's funny, she's late.

You're curious, aren't you?

(man chuckles)

Listen, please don't kid around, I not in the mood.

Just tell me what's so important.

I'm getting married.

Why do you look at me like that?

Don't you think I'm a pretty nice guy?

A divine man, in fact.

Some divine man.

At last I've found someone who's...

Simona, what is it?

Simona.

(speaking in foreign language)

No, go away.

Leave me alone.

It's nothing, it's too hot in here.

I'll be back in just a minute.

Ciao, Simona.

Danielle.

Are you here with you're daddy?

Well I'm here to organize my exhibition.

What the hell are you looking at?

That's a wig, isn't it?

Yes, of course, do you like it?

Have you seen Simona?

Yes, I scared her away.

I think it was my wig.

(eerie music)

(eerie music) (engine rumbles)

(eerie music)

(eerie music) (people whimpering)

Don't tell me you get your kicks with this stuff?

[Man] Dr. Sanna, what are you doing?

Mr. Silvestri.

I was trying to steal your job.

I found a red hair on the body this morning from a wig,

so I thought I'd buy one and try it.

Dr. Sanna's writing a thesis on the difference

between simulated and authentic suicides.

In this case, looks like it could

have come right out of a text book.

Yes, well we've run all the tests.

Paraffin glove, powder burns

at the point of entry, all positive.

It wasn't a suicide.

(dramatic music)

Her name was Betty Lenox.

She was 23 years old.

She came from Pennsylvania, she was murdered.

Can you prove that?

No.

Excuse me father, but what makes you so sure?

The path of the bullet, the circumstances indicate suicide.

You know your corpses but I know my souls.

I confessed this girl only minutes

before you call her suicide.

And she could not have killed herself

because I had given her absolution.

And she had returned to the grace of God.

You may have a knowledge of souls,

but that doesn't qualify you

to dispute scientific fact, Father.

Especially when the soul is a woman's.

I've known this woman's soul since she was a child.

My name's Lenox too.

I'm her brother.

(traffic rumbling)

Damn it.

Yes, Betty was wearing a wig like this the other night.

Can I ask you for a lift?

I don't know Rome very well.

Oh, if you don't mind I'd like to drive.

You seem a little nervous.

(engine rumbles)

Aren't you going too fast?

Where are you taking me?

To the scene of the crime.

(engine rumbles)

(tires screeching)

Can you show me where that girl was found dead?

Yeah, it's down there.

[Lenox] Thank You.

[Man] There's nothing to see.

It's here, it's down on the beach.

But I'm sure you know that already.

I mean, it's obvious you've been here before.

Of course I've been here before,

like everybody else who lives in Rome.

Okay, let's go.

You can go by yourself.

(engine rumbles)

(eerie music)

Simona!

Simona, up here!

To the left!

Wait for me, I'm coming down!

I've been trying to get a good shot of that dome

for two months now, but the light is never right.

You know it takes more patience

to photograph stones then corpses.

They both hold still for you, that's true.

The right light is hard to find.

It all depends on the absorption

and fraction of the various components

of the solar spectrum.

In the open air there's really a hell

of a variation from hour to hour.

I'm boring you huh?

No, not at all, it's very interesting.

I want to see my etchings?

You know, I feel just like Little Red Riding Hood.

Could you believe it?

Sure I do, and this is grandmas house.

You better watch out, Miss Hood.

People have been knocking themselves off like flies.

What's the latest on this mystery girl?

Huh?

She's not a mystery anymore.

Her name's Betty Lenox.

Her brother identified her.

Lenox, funny.

Name's familiar.

Come on, I'll show you around.

I might've been able to stop her.

You mean you knew her?

No, I only met her once.

And this is the playroom.

You're better than Cartier-Bresson.

Would you fix me a drink?

Undress me.

(dramatic music)

(Simona moaning) (dramatic music)

There's too much light.

(dramatic music)

(man screams)

No!

Oh brother, these must be worth a fortune.

If my dad ever saw them, he...

I'm sorry about before, do you forgive me?

I can't forgive your damned corpses,

they really messed you up.

I didn't know things were this bad.

Neither did I.

You know, you've got a swell house,

it's real millionaire's place.

What were you expecting, a garret?

Yes.

My favorite pass times, photography and this, car racing.

Wait a minute, Lenox,

he was a racing driver, one of the tops.

Indianapolis, Mexico, Hamasa.

He went off the track at Lemont.

And killed about a dozen people.

Some kind of record.

Look, that's the accident.

And that's Paul Lenox.

Think it's the same guy?

I don't know, I don't think so.

This man's a priest.

After the accident Paul Lenox stopped racing,

went into some kind of nuthouse.

It's a short step from the straight jacket to the dog car.

But it's been said no one is closer to God than a loony.

(engine rumbles)

Doxy, come over here.

Have you been a good dog today?

You are the nicest dog, you like to be petted, don't you?

You're a very, very good dog.

I'm very, very fond of you.

Yes I am.

Want an encore?

We like the same things, me and my dog.

The dog's only a dog, but you're a pig.

The sun's warping his mind.

Moron.

Morning.

Got you a 45 Mr. Sanna.

Just the thing when you're in an empty building

in the middle of the summer.

Believe me, Fergus would have a field day.

If I didn't have my old army pistol.

You don't mind my saying so,

but you're daughter, she seems a little jumpy too.

She's been working too hard

on her master degree, I know it's bad.

I think maybe she's scared too, all alone up there.

I have another favor to ask of you,

I'll make it worth your while, of course.

Who's there?

Stop!

(dog barking)

Get him, boy.

(dog barking)

Get him, boy.

(dog barking)

(stick thuds)

(dog barking)

I'll show you, and I'll call the cops

when I finish with you.

I'll kill you, I've already killed

a lot of people, you understand?

Do you understand?

I'll kill you too, I'll kill you!

I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!

Lenox!

Lenox!

Are you out of your mind?

(door thuds)

It's my sister's bracelet.

I found it in the cogs of one of those machines

they use to clean the beach with.

Somebody tore it off her and threw it away in the sand.

Just as this beach chair

and the bathing suit are also part of some set up

to keep her from being identified right away.

You see, whoever killed Betty didn't realize

that there was anybody in Rome that could identify her.

I mean, this gunshot too.

They tried to distort her features.

I mean, a beautiful girl doesn't kill herself like that.

You're and expert on suicides, real ones and fake ones.

You know that that's so.

Listen, Dr. Mori made some more testes on your sister

and he found traces of drugs,

that can explain a lot of things, especially in a suicide.

Betty was involved with drugs,

but she hadn't touched the stuff for years,

and I know that for a fact.

If there were any drugs found in her system,

they were forced on her.

It's your father, huh?

He's a very good looking man.

What's that apartment up stairs?

Some kind of love nest?

Interesting this bracelet, doesn't it look

like Florentine handy work to you?

I mean, like that bureau.

Or the items that your father sells

in his antique shop in Florence?

That's enough.

If you suspect somebody, why don't you go to the police?

Well, they think it was a suicide

and I don't ave enough proof to change their minds.

I mean, not yet.

Change their minds?

Isn't your name Paul?

Yes my name is Paul, so what?

You might have some trouble changing their minds,

after the massacre at Lemont, where'd you go?

You haven't been passing yourself

off as a priest for very long, have you?

I am a priest.

You hear me, I am a priest.

Why don't you try and show me some respect?

You hear me, show me some respect.

(ominous music)

(speaking in foreign language)

(dramatic music)

(car honking) (dramatic music)

They often happen, some kind of epilepsy

ever since he had an accident.

Put him on the bed.

I'll call the doctor.

(dramatic music)

(door thuds)

(phone rings)

Hello?

[Man] I'd like to speak to Johnny Sanna, who's this?

Hello, Uncle Lello.

Where the devil is your father Simona, on a safari?

There's a lot of work piled up here,

mail, problems, letters to be written.

And I think the only time he picks up

a pen is to sign a check.

I'm telling you, I'm fed up.

I was sure he was in Florence,

he hasn't been home for ages.

[Lello] All right, goodbye, Simona.

Listen do you know, if dad received

an orange envelope in the mail today?

Why?

Is it important?

[Simona] No.

I'm sorry, there's nothing like that here.

[Simona] If it comes would you put it aside please?

Nothing gets lost here, if you see

your father give him hell for me, ciao.

She would have to leave all this stuff here.

(ominous music)

(elevator clattering)

(suspenseful music)

(eerie music) (people whimpering)

(Simona banging)

(dog barking)

What the hells eating ya?

Some bitch in heat?

Well, you're staying here.

Down damn it, down.

Good boy, that's better.

(dog whining)

(ominous music)

(rumbling)

(eerie music) (dog barking)

Did I scare you, boy?

Poor thing.

(eerie music)

Dox?

(eerie music) (people whimpering)

(Simona screams)

(Simona crying)

Come on.

It's all my fault.

I shouldn't have left him alone.

He tried it once before.

He wasn't himself.

We were fighting all the time.

He even sent me away.

I'm so sorry, goodbye, Elnora.

Another suicide.

What's going on? Some kind of epidemic?

A case of collective psychosis, isn't that what people call it?

- Sunspots. - What?

That's right. Don't you think the sun's activity could influence the human mind?

Well, I do. I can feel it in myself.

With all these suicides, the new statistics went all over the edge.

Is this your father's signature?

Or are you going to tell me it's forgery?

It's quite a nice tip for a caretaker, isn't it?

How'd you get that?

I found it in the caretakers house.

I think the police would be

very interested in this, don't you?

I haven't told them yet.

Aren't you going to thank me?

Please don't start asking questions,

I don't know anything.

Taxi!

(speaking in foreign language)

I met my sister right here.

I was a couple of minutes late

and she was just about to get into a cab.

I remember every word she said.

Yes, I was going.

I'm not used to being lucky.

I was afraid.

Afraid of luck?

Or do you mean of what I represent?

No, my luck in running into you.

Usually when I've done some damnful,

done some damnful thing the only one that got hurt was me.

This time I've betrayed someone's faith,

someone that loves me.

How have you done that, Betty?

Don't ask me too many questions

or I'll lose my courage, Paul.

I was about to play a rotten trick on the poor guy.

Something really shitty.

Sorry.

I wasn't born a priest.

I know, but you put me on edge just the same.

As a matter of fact you always have but I love you anyway.

I love you too.

You're a good girl, you've always been.

No I'm not, I'm not.

You know we priests are something like magicians.

Yes, I know.

Then you know if I absolve you, your sins go away.

They disappear.

Do you really think so?

But first, I want you to tell that man everything.

The one you're hurting.

It won't be easy.

Promise me.

It was my own advice that killed her.

That's why I have to discover the truth.

You're unreasonable.

I'm sure it's because you've lost your sister.

But don't you think you should still

be under treatment, Father Lenox?

You think it's some sick fantasy

of mine that there's been two very strange deaths?

Why was the caretaker paid first

and then strangled, what do you think, I'm an idiot?

He must have seen something.

And as for your father's innocence, why is he in hiding?

My father?

My father?

You don't even know him and you think he's guilty.

You don't want the truth,

you want revenge and somebody to hate.

My father's incapable of hurting anybody, but you are.

I know I'm not worthy of the cloth I wear.

But God will help me.

If you want to know the truth, then I'll help you to.

(eerie music)

Simona dear, you have all my sympathy.

That poor super.

(Danielle laughs)

What's that mess?

I'm doing a sketch, but of course art

is definitely inferior to reality.

Even in horror and sadism.

Look at you for example, you were a monster

when you were little and found out your father liked me.

Too bad he doesn't like you anymore.

Maybe you still are a monster dear,

but you have better style now.

Is that why you came to the criminal museum,

to get ideas for your twisted little mind?

If I were you, I'd concentrate more

on your cartoons and less on the bottle.

Has somebody else been using this typewriter?

No one, Miss Sanna.

You know the place is a morgue this time of the year.

I like a winter vacation myself.

Goodbye.

Don't try to stop me.

I think I'll add another suicide to the merry-go-round.

More scientific and well planned than the others.

It seems sweet to die in August.

You'll find me in room 13.

That's my signature.

Room 13.

Firearms and suicides.

Someone's trying to drive me crazy.

(rumbling)

(eerie music) (people whimpering)

(door bangs)

Danielle, open the door!

Danielle, open the door, it's not funny!

Danielle.

Open the door.

(dramatic music)

(Simona rattling) (dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

Don't try to stop me.

Sweet to die in August, it's the same letter.

(dramatic music)

Miss Sanna, is that you in there?

(gun fires)

Open up!

(dramatic music)

(speaking in foreign language)

How's Simona?

I think she's calming down a bit.

Are you the doctor?

No, I'm just a friend of hers.

Hey I know you, you're Paul Lenox, right.

I was a great fan of yours.

Simona tell ya?

No she didn't.

What happened to her?

Danielle wouldn't tell me.

Yes, well neither can I.

Look I'd like to ask you a favor.

She's feeling pretty lousy and it'd be a good thing

if you could try to get her mind away from it.

Right.

That's what I'm here for, leave it to me.

Point one, I don't believe you're sick.

Point two, I'm racing today at Vallelonga

and I'd feel hurt if you didn't come to watch me.

You're invited to maestro.

Is there a third point?

Sure, you have to promise me and your friend

that you'll drop this ridiculous theses on suicide.

For a couple of months anyway.

Give us a breather.

Enjoy what's left of the summer.

Then, if you want, just to please you,

we'll all commit suicide, okay?

Here.

Come on, up you go.

I'm not taking no for an answer.

(engine rumbles)

It feels good to be here today.

What's the matter with you?

You've been looking at me like that all day.

And you haven't said a word.

Not playing detective again, are you?

Go ahead, what do you want to know this time?

Well I could think you really tried

to kill yourself because you found out something,

something you couldn't bear to live with.

My father.

No, I swear it.

(engine rumbles)

That's all they're waiting for,

is to watch somebody get killed.

I'm sorry, I can't take this.

(engine rumbles)

No!

(engine rumbles)

Ed, Ed.

Ed!

Don't worry, I'm okay.

What happened in there?

Nothing, just a stone.

(dramatic music) (engine rumbles)

Aunt Elvira looks after me like a prince.

Do you want me to help you?

She can't hear a word you're saying.

Poor darling's deafer than Ludwig van Beethoven.

If she weren't do you think I'd keep her around the house?

Watch.

(tray clangs)

I'm going to bed, excuse me, children.

Good night.

Good night, my love!

If I could only photograph it.

The way it is now, in this light.

With the same clarity and form.

You know you oughta put it in your thesis.

The dome?

Yeah, the architect committed suicide 300 years ago.

And in August too, if I'm not mistaken.

Francesco Borromini.

Another celebrated victim of the summer sun.

What really happened to your windshield?

Just a stone on the track.

They're like bullets at that speed.

I don't think I've ever been so afraid.

Why were you so afraid?

You care about me, my little ice cube?

I want to change.

Can you help me?

Or don't you think the art

of seduction would have any effect on me?

Paris, the city of lights, of forbidden pleasures.

What is it?

A brothel?

Are you kidding?

(speaking in foreign language)

It's extraordinary.

Look how marvelous this is, hand painted.

I would have liked to have been one of them.

Like Nana?

She used to drive the men wild.

(gentle music)

Nana, what was your secret?

[Nana] I took the initiative.

(gentle music)

(dramatic music)

(Simona laughing)

No, no, no, no!

It's ridiculous.

It's absurd, no.

(Simona crying)

We should go somewhere together, just you and me.

Maybe if we're away from here, you'd loosen up.

Maybe.

Miss, you're wanted at the bar.

Thank you.

Excuse me a moment.

Oh, the great playboy.

It must be serious, you haven't even shaved.

Do me a favor, a telephone call.

What do you want me to do?

Hang up if a man answers?

Dial a number for me and say hello.

Dad, where have you been?

I've been looking all over for you.

How'd you know I was here?

Just thought you might be.

I saw you together at Vallelonga.

Listen to me, I'm going home, I'm tired of hiding.

Will you meet me there Simona? I want to talk to you.

Make up an excuse and leave, right now.

Yeah, okay.

Johnny, do you want me to give you a ride?

No, no.

I'm in a hurry, I have a car waiting for me outside.

Thanks anyway.

(engine rumbles)

You know the way.

Now look, I told you the truth.

I was in love with your sister and I was going to marry her.

We decided in Florence.

Then she dropped out of sight

and the next time I saw her was in the papers,

in those hideous photographs.

Senior Sanna, my sister told me she felt guilty about you,

about something rotten she'd done to you.

And that's why she was killed,

and I'm absolutely certain of it.

If you're telling me the truth

I think you'd better tell me who else I should suspect.

Suspect?

I don't suspect anyone.

I think she killed herself.

You supplied the reason, remorse.

She killed herself, period.

You're frightened, I'd have to be blind not to see it.

Of whom, of what?

Father Lenox, oh bullshit.

(dramatic music)

(door clicking)

(dramatic music)

What are you doing here?

Waiting for you.

Straightening up your disorder, as usual.

I opened this, signed "Betty".

Is she the one who was in the papers recently?

Dear Johnny, I would have liked to have become your wife.

[Betty] But I betrayed your trust

and so I'd rather go away.

But before I do, I want to ask you

to forgive me for taking this way

and for taking this document from you.

I'm returning it now.

Please try not to hate me too much.

Betty.

[Lello] A letter of farewell?

No, this is a suicide note.

I was right.

This should convince that priest.

Where's the document?

That's what I was wondering.

Where's that document?

Are you mad?

You listen to me!

There was nothing else, understand?

Nothing else, I swear it.

(men yelling)

You'll pay for this, I swear to God, this time you'll pay.

[Lello] Our partnership is finished,

swindles, frauds, tricks!

The document, the document was there!

You've gone too far.

You're lying.

I won't be involved anymore, you're a failure,

You're a failure.

Thief, thief.

You... you betrayed.

(engine rumbles)

(ominous music) (Betty moaning)

Hey lady, you okay?

This is where you wanted to go, huh?

Yes.

1,005.

Thank you.

(engine rumbles)

Hey lady, you forgot your change.

Some people oughta take an ambulance, not a taxi.

(engine rumbles)

What's wrong with this thing?

(ominous music)

(eerie music) (people whimpering)

(rumbling)

(dog barking) (people whimpering)

(eerie music) (people whimpering)

(rumbling)

Simona, my poor dear.

Is he still in there?

Yes, it's terrible.

Where'd you come from?

Florence.

I just got in a few minutes ago.

That's not true.

I telephoned, you've been in Rome for two days.

Come with me please, Miss Sanna.

There are multiple fractures

and the third vertebrae is crushed.

He might pull through but I'm afraid

he'll be completely paralyzed.

Paralyzed?

Completely?

From here down, I'm sorry.

He won't even be able to talk?

(ominous music)

Dad.

(ominous music)

Simona?

(ominous music)

We don't need any priests here.

Simona, wait.

Don't you need a friend?

Hypocrite, you hated him.

I'll bet you're happy now.

Did you see him, he's a vegetable.

I've got nothing more to say to you.

(ominous music)

It's an injection all right.

And nobody realized.

You mean it wasn't suicide?

A narcotic, a drug.

That made it easier to kill her.

Set up a fake suicide.

It's for sure dad didn't do it.

He hates needles.

You're fantastic.

Doc, did anyone ever tell you you're terrific?

It's not your brains, baby, it's your body.

Move your arm.

All right.

Where do you think I should put it doll?

(both crashing)

[Simona] No!

Oh come on, stop fighting, you know you want it.

I want you.

Bastard!

Let me go you!

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

That's it, that it, don't fight it.

(man cries out)

You bastard.

I'll gouge your eyes out, I'll kill you, I'll kill you!

No, no!

No, no, no!

I'll kill you.

No.

I wouldn't have done nothing.

No, please, please no, I didn't mean it.

I'll kill you!

Stop, stop!

Calm down, baby.

That's not self defense, it's murder.

You may be an expert on corpses, fella,

but you have a lot to learn about women.

No, I won't bother no more.

Look, I give you my word.

You can't blame the poor bastard for trying.

Nothing turns on a simple clod

like that more than an icy woman.

It's the challenge.

I never saw you like that before.

You were a real hell cat.

I couldn't take it anymore.

It was worse than that.

You wanted to kill him.

I only wonder if it might've happened other times.

You suspect me?

You're God damn right.

You're capable of anything.

Look at that woman.

I don't know anyone more beautiful

and you're trying to destroy her, that's the real crime.

(gentle music)

Simona.

(Simona moaning)

(ominous music)

You're mine, mine right?

Take off your glasses and look at me.

I'm sorry about yesterday.

I no longer think you're father was...

Yesterday was a hundred years ago,

today I feel different.

I feel, you know, it's so hard to explain.

Are you really a Catholic priest?

If you are, then confess me.

There's apart of me I don't understand.

It's so violent.

It wants to kill me.

I'm afraid.

You should have confided in me sooner,

I might've been able to help you.

Confide in you?

How can I confide in you if you hate me?

I had to find somebody else

and we made love, that's not a sin.

I was really making love with you.

I love you, I'm sorry, I love you.

But I do, I love you.

Please Simona, don't hurt yourself so much.

I'm not hurting myself.

You're hurting me.

Why do you have to hide behind your cloth?

You are a man aren't you?

In my dreams you are.

I'm love with somebody else, but really was you.

What do your awful vows mean?

You were sick when you took them, they don't count!

Please Simona, don't blaspheme.

(dramatic music)

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Simona, I love you too.

I'll never give up my vows

but I love you as much as a man like me can love anyone.

I know a 16 year old kid who was paralyzed like your father.

Somebody who was hurt at Lemont?

Yes, a kid involved with my accident.

Anyway, he has this machine

with which he can express himself

with just the movement of his eyes.

I know, there's something like that

in experimental psychiatry.

I know what you mean.

You mean my dad?

You mean, you mean he can communicate with,

it could tell us everything.

Yes.

Then maybe this nightmare will be over with.

Come on.

[Doctor] Raise him a little more.

Pulse is still weak.

Prepare two and a half of the adrenaline.

[Nurse] Yes, doctor.

Plug in the monitor.

We'll start as soon as Inspector Silvestri arrives.

[Nurse] Here he is now, doctor.

We're ready, inspector.

Thank you.

I'll ask the questions.

Did you attempt suicide?

(suspenseful music)

S-I, that could be yes.

Just a moment, he's going on.

(suspenseful music)

Stop the machine.

(suspenseful music)

Lights.

(suspenseful music)

What the devil?

Which injection did You give him?

He's over reacting.

(suspenseful music)

Dad?

Get him to the reanimation unit, hurry!

It's too late for reanimation.

He's gone, we can't do anything for him now.

Don't touch anything.

Please wait outside.

No one is to leave the hospital without my permission.

I've talked to the authorities

and the police will allow you to leave

but it took the cardinal to convince them.

So I advise you to hurry things, Father Lenox,

before they change their minds.

But I haven't done anything wrong and I have my work here.

My good fellow, we've already been over that.

Look, please, Father.

Good evening, Father Lenox.

(door bangs)

Who's is that Pedro?

It's for you father.

A young lady brought it in a few minutes ago.

Well where did she go?

I don't know where she went.

I told her you were leaving and...

Excuse me.

Simona, Simona!

(dramatic music)

I'm over here.

Simona!

Well?

He's leaving.

He's checking out.

I didn't want to tell you, but it might be important.

I saw him with your father.

When?

That night, a little before he, well, you know,

before he fell out of the window.

You don't believe me?

Here's the agency number.

The car was rented by an American priest.

I just felt like checking it out.

(ominous music)

[Paul] An old bible.

(ominous music)

Ink blotted, there was some kind of a letter.

It must be pretty important to get

you out on the road over the August holidays, kinda hot.

You're right.

(ominous music)

Thank you, Mr. Sanna.

(speaking in foreign language) Sanna.

I'm going to Florence too.

Do you mind?

What do you want?

I met you at the hospital,

my name is Father Lenox, remember me?

Well, you wouldn't refuse a priest a lift, would you?

I don't think you should.

(speaking in foreign language).

(engine rumbles) (ominous music)

I'm sorry to leave you alone,

but I'm going to Froscan for the afternoon

to see my sister.

That's all right.

I'm going to sleep all day.

Thank you.

(ominous music)

You were jealous of your father, and of me.

And the janitor knew.

And what about that comedy at the criminal museum?

A clever set up to make you look innocent.

All very well thought out.

No!

(ominous music)

(water splashing)

(footsteps clicking)

Tell me Lenox, why did you want to come here?

I haven't been in Florence since the flood.

What a disaster for Florence.

But at least it was the first time in history

that youth from all over the world worked side by side

to recover and save the great works

of art that belonged to all humanity.

I was with them.

How many paintings and precious books were lost?

And then some were saved.

Like this one, perhaps you've seen it before.

It's a very rare edition,

aren't you surprised to find it in my hands?

I know nothing about it.

I imagine you have department

for book restoration in this place.

You imagine or you already know?

A mirror, I need a mirror.

(speaking in foreign language)

In my being of sound mind

and of full possession of my faculties.

And even though this cost me much pain.

A will?

Get out of here, Lenox.

I will not tolerate your insinuations of blackmail.

You won't tolerate blackmail,

but you might practice it, right?

Where did you buy it?

Look, either you're going to tell me

or I'm going to look it up in your records.

Well it's obvious you got it before the flood.

You know this area suffered a great deal

of damage didn't it?

But the Sanna brothers made

a great comeback and in record time.

Did a little bit of luck help you through the crisis?

In any case I also happen to know

that you had a fist fight with

your brother the night he fell.

It's the August holidays, nobody's here.

Where do you want me to go?

He stole my car, my gun, he's dangerous.

He's on his way to Rome, for you.

Why me?

[Lello] Probably because you're going

to be his next victim.

Anyhow I warned you.

(ominous music) (people whimpering)

Don't touch anything.

(ominous music) (people whimpering)

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Oh, it's you.

Sorry, I was on the terrace helping Aunt Elvira.

This heat is murder on the flowers.

What's the matter with you, you sound so different.

Are you frightened?

Get it off your chest, sweetheart,

that's what we're here for.

You know I'm a lot like you, Aunt Elvira.

You're patience, your attention to detail.

Even so, your life's tranquil and mine's a mess.

My money is going though a very delicate period right now.

Like your flowers in the sun, both need care.

Someone still presents a threat to my inheritance.

It's all your brother's fault.

I mean my fathers.

[Elvira] Oh, are you talking to me, Edgar?

Papa, I was talking about papa!

Oh, what a fine man, by brother was.

I'm going to take some flowers to him.

He was a hard headed fool.

And you wouldn't have take him flowers

if he hadn't broken my balls when he was still alive.

Imagine him, arranging to get his revenge from the grave.

With that stupid business of hiding

his will in a bible, Christ.

I wish I knew why the hell that priest went to Florence.

He's another stubborn fool, like his idiot sister.

Poor Betty.

You always said I was no good,

you wanted to disinherit me,

but you didn't make it, did you?

Your will is right here.

Safe and sound.

The priest and Simona are the only

ones left to give me any trouble.

Dear papa, I have to take care of them too.

(rumbling)

(elevator clattering)

(phone ringing)

Open up, it's me!

(Simona crying)

Hey, your nerves are really shot.

Come on, I'm here now.

You got anything to drink?

I've been on that scaffolding

taking pictures since this morning.

It's like an oven out there.

(dramatic music)

I must have something in the fridge.

Aren't you thirsty?

We said we'd go away somewhere together.

Why did you change your mind?

That was a mistake.

You really think that Paul Lenox

is mixed up in these killings?

I don't know.

I don't know what to think anymore,

I'm so confused.

I only know that every time something happens he's there.

He found a bible, Uncle Lello told me.

Really?

Where?

Everyone's been looking for it.

Your father, the janitor, your uncle.

But what's he gonna do with it?

There's nothing in it anymore.

You knew about it to.

I'm afraid so you see, it was mine.

I had the unfortunate idea of selling it to your father,

along with a lot of other old books

and during the restoration after the flood,

I found a will inside it disinheriting me.

Instead of giving it back like a gentleman,

he started blackmailing me.

Dishonesty, and that was where all the trouble started.

My, my father blackmailed you?

An amateur.

And a lousy shot.

Remember my windshield at Vallelonga?

That was his bullet.

Here comes our priest.

You sit there and be good, I'll go.

I can't move... I'm too weak.

I drugged your beer, I'm sorry.

But, what for?

Don't worry, it only knocks you out, it won't kill you.

Simona?

Simona?

(glass shatters)

Simona?

Simona, what's the matter?

What's the matter Simona?

You murderer!

Maniac!

The more you struggle, the quicker it'll reach your brain.

Your father knew what kind of a monster you are.

And he fell down the cellar stairs.

You see, I understood him too.

[Paul] You won't get away with this.

The hand of God reverend?

No, it's all my fault for picking

your sister as my accomplice.

Little bitch tried to back out

just when things were going fine.

Now you're gonna tell me the whole thing.

Where's the bible, where did you hide it?

Come on.

You can tell me.

Where?

In his apartment.

What?

After all you did to make him fall in love

with you so you could steal it from him?

What is it you want?

More money?

My Conscience.

I couldn't go through with it.

(dramatic music)

But look, here's the will.

You weren't planning on sending it back to him, were you?

No it's mine, that wouldn't be right, would it?

The letter, yes, I'll send it for you, I promise you that.

(gentle music)

The trouble is people are too curious.

You priest, the janitor.

And you, Simona.

I'm sorry about you, really.

A handsome couple, an impossible, tragic, love affair.

A heart rending farewell letter in your handwriting, Simona.

Your notes for your thesis came in very handy in every way.

(gentle music)

Now it's back to my racing cars and photography.

Thanks for your cooperation.

Goodbye.

(bottle shatters)

(water splashing)

(dog whining)

(dog barking)

(eerie music)

And Lazarus rose from the dead.

I underestimated you priest, you can work miracles to.

Edgar, listen to me.

I haven't come here to hurt you.

I just want you to come down with me.

Edgar, no, are you crazy?

Come with me, priest!

Don't!

No!

But you first.

Let go, priest!

No.

What are you afraid of?

In three days you'll rise again.

(men thudding)

Edgar, hold on, it'll be all right, I promise you.

Come with me, priest.

For the love of God, hold on!

Come on down.

I can't hold you, I've got to save you!

We'll die together, priest!

Edgar, please!

You're coming with me!

Come on!

I'm not the one that's crazy!

You are!

Edgar, I can't hold on!

Let's go see God, Lenox!

No!

(Edgar thuds)

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)