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Tomas!

Tomas!

What's up?

There was a massacre at the port last night...

They butchered each other like dogs. They got the Hunchback...

The Hunchback's a Marseillaise's man, isn't he?

Yeah. Before he died he said the Marseillaise is in Italy.

EMERGENCY SQUAD

Feel how soft it is...

Only Annabella is able to offer

such a wide range of furs in all sizes.

- Would you try it on please miss? - Sure.

I like it, I'll take it.

It's a sacrifice, chasing those delinquents

from morning to night, at my age...

You were saying?

...I was saying that I might not eat in the canteen tonight.

So... if you really don't mind...

...and as long as there's enough for the others,

could you leave me a nice plate of beans?

But without the rind, because it's too heavy...

...just beans... and I'll eat the rind separately!

I'll have this one...

Do you really like fairy tales?

I'm reading one now where the princess is slain by a bandit.

That's not a fairy tale, it's a horror story.

- Right... - What happens to the bandit?

I don't know... I haven't finished yet.

- How much is it? - 1,200 sir.

Turn the radio off, it's them...

Switch on the engine.

Listen to someone who knows, Petrosino.

If they don't show some spirit...

...they won't even get to the final.

Modern football is completely different today...

- Am I right, sir? - Yes of course, but watch the road.

Look, they're shooting a film!

- Watch out! - Bloody hell!

Damn it!

As if the traffic wasn't bad enough

they're ruining our lives with films too!

You idiot, that's not it!

The briefcase! Give me the briefcase!

Go, go!

Calm down, take it easy.

Yeah, but when there's a cop involved it's a mess.

- True, but at least it went well. - Yeah, but it's still a mess.

That's a lot of money!

Cranium was right, there really is a lot...

Turn left...

And now right...

Good...

All cars in the area go to Piazza Castello.

Armoured bank truck robbery.

Four individuals involved, who escaped in a blue Alfa 1750

with Pavia plates, going towards Via Cairoli.

Be alert, they're armed...

One ambulance and doctor to Piazza Castello immediately.

Act as if you're going to the gym. Relax...

You're sending him away like that, on his own?

Beppe's right. What if he makes off with all the money?

He won't. A policeman's dead...

Not a bad ruse, uh, Commissioner?

They've definitely got imagination.

Perhaps they thought it was

all part of a movie scene till the ramming...

...but by then it was too late... - Who is it?

It's Perilli from the Valuables Escort Department.

How much loot?

I don't know... Seems like maybe 200 to 220 m-million cash,

at least according to the b-bank's people...

Lavagni, have you suddenly got a stutter?

No... no, no, but these things effect you...

No, the robbers knew exactly what they were doing.

There was another bag in the van containing documents,

banker's drafts, things, stuff... er... banker's drafts...

...they didn't touch that, and then... and then...

- And then what?! - And then... Ravelli's there.

Hello Ravelli! Who supplies your radar?

A long one, eh? Military stuff...

Probably just one person was firing, in one burst.

I want to deal with this case, do you mind?

I couldn't stop you if you did...

Anyway it's technically my Murder Squad's case alone, clear?

Ravelli... don't cause me any more trouble alright?

I have enough bother myself... And remember that...

...without authorization you can't stick your nose in...

...even if you've got an Interpol card. - So what?

So nothing, but don't lose me as a friend,

seeing as you haven't got many.

- Don't you want the cartridge case? - I've got it, thanks.

- He's still got his fixation... - Yep...

To be honest, I'd do anything I could to help him...

...but what can you do? When someone's gone, they're gone.

It was five years ago, and life goes on...

- We've got work to do Lavagni. - Yes, sir.

I want a full report. Number of cartridge cases,

distances from the corpse...

...everything Lavagni, be quick. - Yes, sir.

- I'll be back for you later. - No problem sir...

- Commissioner... - No, I don't have time now, Parsotti...

We'll talk about your leave next month.

It's Mr. Speroni, he was on this morning. He's up in his office.

That's all we needed, the new Public Prosecutor's Assistant.

- Commissioner... - What?

Mr. Ravelli phoned, he left this message.

- He doesn't waste time, does he? - That's how he is...

It's a list of four film companies

who reported thefts in the last two months...

- Let's go Lavagni... - There you are sir.

Surprise! We got back early didn't we!

Here she is!

Hurry up blondie, the board meeting's waiting...

I told you to buy me a quicker car, pussycat. Mine's finished.

Easy was it, Che Guevara?

Smooth as silk...

- Let's count it. - Finally...

You'll see I was right to the lira...

They only send this amount to the 15th Branch once a month.

Money's better than pussy, right Cranium?

You cretin. There's more to life than sex...

But with money you get women too!

There's so much!

210 million and 130 grand in small change...

What a sight, partners!

- And what a smell! - When Stalin...

...robbed a post office wagon, he got 300,000 roubles,

at least 600 million today.

- Oh really? - Really. In Tbilisi, Georgia.

Fuck-a-doodle-doo...

On 12 June 1907, to be exact...

What are we doing now, talking politics?

Let's talk about women instead!

Yes, pussy cat!

Tell us about that Swedish girl on the train

who fiddled about inside your pants...

Go make some coffee!

- You've got a really bad cough! - Shut up... So, what do we do?

We stay here nice and quiet till the heat dies down.

Why, what have we got to be scared of?

Who'll find us here?

At the end of the day the Tunisian�s expecting us, isn't he?

Well? I can finally go on a cruise with some dough!

Let's split it up, so if something goes wrong,

everyone's on their own... but with their own money!

Don't make me regret I'm working with amateurs.

I'll be an amateur... but I stole the takings from

from the Serbia Cinema in Ljubljana last year, on my own.

That's why I'm called 'Serbia'.

That's 212 million... the extra 12's for Cranium.

But why?

That's a fucking stupid question...

That's right!

I was the bank clerk... I gave you all the info...

And if it wasn't for me,

you lot wouldn't have enough to buy a coffee!

200 million split 5 ways. Martha's included...

So you and the blonde get 80 as a couple?

My name's Martha, Martha Hayworth...

And we get 80 as a couple...

Unless I got it wrong, we decided that...

I decide and that's it!

And no more shit from you.

Relax Marseillaise, are we going to argue among ourselves?

That's all we need...

Beppe's right. First we split the money,

then if turns sour, everyone's on their own.

Five shares, 40 million a head.

Ravelli? Isn't he the Inspector who was transferred

right after the Caradori brothers murders?

Yes, that's him...

- That was a terrible day. - Then they sent him abroad...

...to Interpol's Italian section, but he didn't change...

- He's a great guy. - A great bastard, I'd say!

Remember the Mahler case?

Of course, I was on it too...

The fact is that Ravelli delivers the goods...

...straight to the mortuary.

He's definitely no good for the police's reputation.

But not everyone's got his intuition.

It's not a question of intuition,

it's an awareness of your duties.

A good policeman doesn't go round

dressed like a beggar and without any sense of discipline.

Well sir, maybe you're right,

Ravelli doesn't really care for formalities.

But at least he's not one to waste time sitting on his arse.

I don't want him under my feet!

You tell him that, if you can...

Brigadier, Interpol's not interested in this theft,

...so Ravelli's got no official powers.

Official powers?! What official powers...

What do you mean?!

I mean that when someone's wife is killed...

What?

It was in Marseilles, five years ago, some escaping robbers.

Seems like whoever did the job today

knows a lot about the Marseilles crime.

Poor woman...

- They'd only been married a year. - I didn't know.

- There's a lot you don't know... - Brigadier!

No, I meant..."there's a lot to learn".

And when you find out you say "If only I'd known that before"...

Come on girls, come on... Take a shot, Gaetano!

Come on, change, change pose, quickly, take a shot!

Come on girls, don't pull those faces...

...gimme an intense expression, please... more involvement...

Take a shot... Good, good. Fine...

Turn around quickly. Ecstasy, girls, ecstasy...

This isn't a Dracula comic,

it's Don Giovanni and the Three Graces!

Go on, change... That's great.

Come on Ornella, come on. Closer, closer girls, closer.

Take a shot. Good, fine, come on, next...

Good.

Good, so great... That's enough now.

Now Olga on the sofa, Ornella in front and Diletta to one side.

No, no, no, Olga's better, Olga's best to the side.

Shot Gaetano. More enthusiasm girls, more enthusiasm...

...gimme more... no, it's not working. No girls, we'll end up...

...in jail.

Hello...

Who... who let you in?

Get out, out, out, or I'll call the police...

There's no need for that, they're already here.

- I don't understand. - No problem...

But what... what do you want? I'm totally legal.

I know, I know... but there are laws

which aren't legal, understand?

- This is Virgo Film, right? - Yes sir.

It's a legally established company,

a member of the Chamber of Commerce with judicial authorization.

Everything's legal.

You reported the theft of a movie camera, didn't you?

Certainly sir! Now I understand!

Come with me, come to the office Inspector!

Yes, a brand new camera disappeared,

and it must have been Berlotti, because he disappeared too.

He wanted to be my partner, can you imagine that?

A Neapolitan!

Hello...

- I don't like Neapolitans, so... - I see.

- Let's recap... Berlotti vanished. - Yes.

You don't like Neapolitans...

And?

It would be nice if you'd tell me a bit more tomorrow

about possessives... And it would be good if

you revised the 5th lesson too,

learning at least 10 new words, alright?

- Yes, miss. - Alright.

I don't really believe you.

I think you'll turn out to be blockheads in two languages.

Bilingual blockheads!

Have we got to prepare a dictation as well, miss?

Of course... if your brain's not too tired from chewing gum.

- Good bye. - Good bye.

- 3,000 lire an hour. - Not that expensive...

...but I won't be coming to any lessons!

What are you doing in the area?

Nothing, I was just passing by and... you know.

- Is the boss in? - The boss?

- Are you in Interpol too, Lavagni? - I wish!

- Take a seat... - Thanks.

The fact is that in 8 months, 3 days and 11 hours

I will no longer be a member of the police force, my dear!

Pensioned-off... even getting to that point is a big deal.

He's always been the boss for me.

Always, for me and the guys in the Emergency Squad.

- A vermouth, sir? - I always drink when I'm on duty.

Are you on duty now?

In a sense... Of course I'd have liked to...

No, I thought... because of the bank truck theft, you know?

I thought it'd be a good idea to have a chat with the boss...

Is my brother-in-law personally involved with the theft?

No, it's our problem at headquarters and...

And, you see miss, when I arrived at the scene the boss,

meaning your brother-in-law, was already there...

So if I don't lose touch with him...

Ravelli knows where to look for things, but...

If I keep in touch with him it's useful for me too.

Why don't you just reach retirement the easy way?

You've only got 8 months to go, right?

And 3 days, 11 hours!

But it would be better to retire as a Marshall, wouldn't it?

Yes...

If I stick close to the boss, maybe I can look out for him,

and he needs someone to protect him.

Yes, he need that.

Having a friend's never a bad thing.

- Good luck... - Thank you.

...Marshal! - Cheers!

Why don't you quit smoking? You know it's bad for you...

How are the guests?

Fine... as long as they don't get scared.

Pathetic, aren't they?

When it's all over... I'll breathe a deep sigh of relief.

Are you sure about the Tunisian?

If he said he'll wait, he'll wait.

And you trust Cranium, do you?

I trust no-one.

But Rino's very smart, he reads all those big books!

I like him, and he's so intelligent.

You're not jealous, are you?

He told me that with the money he's going to publish

some kind of newspaper... something political.

He's an idiot, then!

You have to enjoy your money...

And we'll enjoy it, won't we, Marseillaise?

I hope so...

Are you worried about the policeman?

When you rub one out they get a high fever right away...

And they get angry...

So you think I should leave early?

Maybe...

Be ready for it.

You've got the chalet keys?

Yes...

Are you sure about doing it?

Beppe and Serbia worry me.

You don't leave the chalet for any reason,

and stick close to the phone... understand?

Yes...

Oh pussycat, I can't wait until it's all over!

I want to invest all my money, I've got lots of ideas...

I want to be a big actress, make a film...

Who knows how much it costs to make a film?

But it doesn't matter, because we'll go far away, ain't it?

Nowhere's that far away.

Come on, get dressed and go buy the evening papers.

What's he doing, Brigadier? Arresting me?

Can't you even play a game of rummy these days?

Who said you can't play? Of course you can play...

I'll send some cards to your cell tomorrow.

Bye, Fishbone, bye...

Well?

Brigadier, the others are okay,

Bonanni got Fishbone, and I've got this one...

I'll have a coffee and I'll be right with you.

- What's your name? - It's written there, can't you read?

No... we can't read.

Didn't you know that if we aren't illiterate they reject us?

Go...

Hey you, stop it! Touch me, eh? Go touch up your sister!

I'm an only child! You, get in...

This is yours...

And this... this is the bullet that killed Perilli.

- I want the photo. - Wait.

I'll make you a copy.

But I didn't see you put it in your pocket, alright?

Say you lost it.

Lots of things get lost...

The important thing's to keep your head screwed on.

You can't afford lose to it.

Take this, develop and print it.

- The MS3 only fires 45s, right? - Right.

Here...

You recognize it, don't you?

The person who shot Perilli used one of these.

I think so...

They murdered my wife, with a weapon like this...

The photo's ready.

You're sure it's the same weapon?

I've been working in forensics for eight years...

...and I'm 90% certain. - I see.

Listen Ravelli, don't say anything to Cal�,

or he'll eat me alive.

In my opinion you're right...

The bullet that killed your wife and this one...

...came from the same weapon... right?

Look, pussycat, look at the big headlines!

"Robbery"...oh, they haven't even mentioned me!

I thought so... like the Cola di Rienzo job,

instead of 100 million it was just a couple of dozen watches.

- Remember Serbia? - Sure, of course I remember.

Rino...

- What are you up to? - I'm making a call...

- To who? - To the group...

Everything's got to look normal, hasn't it?

- What group? - Mine. It'd be hard to explain it to you.

Why?

What are we, half-wits?

Try to explain... and maybe he'll understand.

I'm supposed to go to a meeting tonight.

If they don't hear from me, who knows what they'll think.

I'll call them now, so they won't get nervous.

Are you crazy?! Put the phone down!

He wants to put us all in jail...

Forget the phone kid, listen to Cranium...

Your group won't worry about you anyway.

And if you touch that thing again, I'll kick your arse.

That's enough... No-one calls, and no-one leaves.

Don't make me have to repeat myself.

I want my share. I'm out...

What's he on about?

If you need a driver, you know where to find me.

The fare's the same as always... What's shown on the meter

divided by the number of passengers.

He's cracked his head open...

Rino! Answer me Rino!

Please Rino... Rino...

No-one opens their trap from now on...

If not someone else will die, and I'll be the one to kill them.

Oh pussycat, what'll we do now?

We'll change our plans...

- Bye love... - Good night, aunt Fede.

- Fede... - Yes?

It's him, there's no doubt any more.

Tomas...

I'm a bit scared... of what's eating you up inside.

You've got to forget it.

We've all got to forget it...

If it's true he organized

the bank job in Marseilles five years ago...

...then he's the one who carried out the job this morning.

- Because it was the same weapon? - The same hand.

They used a mortuary van in Marseilles

and here they used one equipped for film-making.

Tomas, it's been five years...

You've been looking at that photo

every night for the last five years.

It seems like yesterday to me...

I've got to catch him.

Yes... then maybe you'll find peace again.

I do understand...

Andrea needs you... he needs a father.

I know... and I'll never be able to thank you enough.

Forget it, it's my responsibility.

Well, don't trust me, because I'll take advantage of you.

Talking of which, how are you fixed since you left the school?

Fine. Mornings in the furrier's shop,

private lessons in the afternoons...

I'm rich!

Lavagni came here today...

What did he want?

He didn't say much,

but he must have had an order to stick close to you...

It was obvious...

- Hello? - Lavagni here...

In an apartment...

At 10, Via Monza, some unusual activities are happening.

Go there right away, and I'll be there with Cal�, understand?

I've got to go...

Who was it?

A friend.

Good evening brothers and sisters...

Whose apartment is this?

I said whose fucking apartment is this?!

What do you care?

Mine, yours, ours, the people's...

I get it...

Listen, do we pay the rent as a co-op,

or is there some piece of shit who pays it for us?

- Well? - My fascist of a father pays.

So we're sorted then.

Want a toke?

If I have to choose between Indian and Scottish drugs,

I prefer this. Then I have no problems with the law.

What do you care about the law?

But I do care about the law.

See what a coward I am?

Who's he?

He's the poor man's James Bond.

Brothers and sisters, can you hear sirens?

Cool! Yeah, I can hear them...

Yes it's true, because I can hear them too.

And when I can hear them, it means bad news,

because they're dreadful sirens coming right here.

- But we... - But you should leave it alone kids.

In any case I'm not here for you...

...you don't interest me.

Give me all that stinking stuff.

Alright?

Everything's alright...

- Ravelli, you're here! - No...

Who are these people?

They're young scientists, Commissioner.

Oh, come on Ravelli, please!

Commissioner, lower your voice. There's no need to shout here.

They're just scholars who are trying

to show society that alcohol's bad for you...

And they succeeded...

See their faces?

They're all blasted.

Cheers, Commissioner...

- Everything's clear? - Yeah...

- Tell me again... - Well, I get a hire car...

...and go to the chalet. - And you do nothing.

- And I do nothing... - Martha? Martha Hayworth!

Remember the money's ours too...

We'll meet up with you in a couple of days, alright?

- Bye, pussycat... - Bye.

Wait...

Go...

Now we've got to get back the note you left in the kid's house.

Shit!

How was I to know it would end up like this?

He was never at home, so I left him a note.

What kind of note did you leave him?

I wrote it on a restaurant bill... Il Grappolo d'Oro.

I wrote about meeting in the billiards hall that evening,

that a car was needed...

How were we to do the job, with a kids' scooter?

How will we get the note back?

There's his mother...

Money solves all problems...

...well, almost all. - That's right!

Brothers... let's take the habit.

Dad, do you know where Aunt Fede's taking me today?

Hmm, let's see... to the zoo.

The zoo at my age?!

I'm sorry... Where are you taking him?

To see one of those films full of sex and violence.

- Get out or you'll be late... - Bye dad!

Bye, chubby-chops. Bye...

- Tomas? - Yes?

Are you coming to lunch today?

- I don't know, but I'll call you. - Be careful...

- Why? - Just be careful...

Call me as often as you can.

Please don't leave me in limbo.

- Okay. - Bye.

Hello boss...

What are you doing here?

I've decided to go to primary school.

No, actually the Commissioner told me to stay close to you,

and I've obeyed...

Just think, he even gave me a car...

Save the state some money and get in.

- Where are we going? - What do you care?

Alright!

They told me that you lot in Interpol go on fantastic journeys

like Los Angeles and Hong Kong, eh?

- Today's Thursday, isn't it? - Yeah.

There's racing today.

Shall we go?

Leonardi!

What if the Commissioner gets pissed off?

The bank truck robbery's his baby...

Let him get pissed off...

I'll put Mario Berlotti's a.k.a. Cranium's balls

on a plate for him...

Who's he?

I think he's the guy who stole

the movie camera for the performance...

He's an ex-doorman at the bank...

Enough for you?

Too bloody right it's enough!

Leonardi?

Sir! It's been a long time!

Come back to work in Italy?

Who was the biker?

Who, Richetto? He's no-one...

He was really brilliant before the accident, you know.

Old times, sir...

I toe the line now...

I'm a sales rep.

- The Brigadier'll tell you... - For Peroni beer.

Who's the best at the wheel on the market today?

How would I know? I'm out of it...

You've got to be believe me, sir...

Does your wife still work at the Idroscalo, Leonardi?

And what'll you do, if Vice

put her away for six months or a year?

With that leg of yours

you couldn't even be a lookout any more...

What do you want from me?

I'll give you a few names, and you'll tell me

if you know something, alright?

May I?

Slowly, eh? Don't say the names all at once...

Let's see if I remember them...

Toselli... Marino...

No, Marino's too old...

Giannantoni... Folliana... Mastrostefano...

Folliana? Mastrostefano? Who are they?

Giannantoni, yes. He's seen a bit of action, but small stuff...

Sir... I don't think those people were involved in the robbery.

Maybe they're from out of town, or even foreigners.

- What about the new draft? - Who sees them?

My dear Leonardi...

You know what I've got to say to you?

That you're breaking my balls,

and if you haven't sung me the whole story

within one minute... see this?

I'll call Gervasi in Vice...

He's got me to thank for becoming an Inspector...

And I assure you that your wife

will be locked away before nightfall...

Have a smoke...

Well?

There are two... no, I mean, three...

One's called Zorro... another's Dario Crostarosa...

And one's called the Philosopher. He's new, I don't know him.

The Philosopher?

Perhaps he's the friend of one Berlotti, known as... Cranium?

Could be...

Understand Watson?

Could be...

Yeah, it could be...

- Who are you looking for? - Excuse me madam...

Are you Rino Micheli's mother?

Yes... I am. What do you want?

I need to talk to you madam. May I come in?

Nice to meet you.

- Thanks, madam... - You know my son?

Yes, for a while...

Even though it must seem strange, given what I'm wearing...

- Well? - It's a delicate matter.

Make yourself comfortable...

I'm sorry madam, but I wanted to ask you

if anyone's come looking for Rino?

- Perhaps the police? - No, not recently...

...someone from the Political Police came,

but that was six months ago, when that man,

that president, visited Italy.

Ah, yes, I see. Politics, politics!

And... where's Rino now? Is he in town?

He told me he was going to Florence for a few days.

You know what youngsters are like... his girlfriend's there.

Oh, right... It's not a bad thing.

Listen madam, I want to tell you something...

Get rid of all this stuff, the notes and posters...

What's happened?! Has my son done something?

After the university incidents he promised me he wouldn't...

It's nothing madam, don't worry...

But it's advisable not to leave things around... not a thing.

Let's hope he found the note.

There he is...

If we don't find the note... we're ruined.

I was right, see?

My leg may be wooden, but my head isn't!

But this is money! How much is there? There's...

Eh, there's...

There's more or less 5 million.

5 million... what's this, an aperitif?

If your brain works, then lunch is on its way too.

And Rino?

Have I ever cheated your son?

No... So why worry?

Who got him out of trouble when he threw those Molotovs...

...at the Embassy? - But what's he done this time?

Nothing... He drove a car for some scoundrels.

Who'd have thought we'd see Marseillaise again?

With Ravelli on the scene, the millions don't count.

Finders keepers.

Do you have any ideas?

Yes, a nice, lovely one that pays.

I got the idea this morning, after speaking to two people

who think I'm an idiot.

5 million... that's just an aperitif!

Take my word for it, I'm right.

Hello? It's Leonardi, get me Berto...

Nothing'll happen to your son...

It's the others, who'll have to give up their cuts.

Hello, who's this?

Ah, Leonardi!

Haven't seen you for a while...

No, I'm not doing anything at the moment.

Fancy making a bit of money?

Why not? I always like making some bread.

Tell me all about it...

Yes...

Yes...

I get it...

Where's the parcel to be collected from?

No problem...

Relax...

And if it was madness?

What?

Giving the bread to that old woman...

If she spends it, someone could ask where it all came from.

Don't worry, there's more than enough money.

There's even an extra share to split between us now.

If Rino's dead, it's not our fault, is it?

Watch out, a road block!

Let's not lose our heads.

- You don't open your mouth. - Alright, alright...

- Let the boss talk. - Alright...

Good morning. Documents please...

Alright.

Good morning.

I'm sorry Your Eminence, your documents please...

[speaks in German]

Oh, don't worry. Please drive on... Goodbye...

Goodbye...

The priest's habits always work, who knows why?

Why? Because they're all bastard sons of cardinals...

Whereas we're all sons of bitches...

The first 60 kilometres are paid by the firm,

the rest cost 45 lire a kilometre.

I took you out a weekly insurance, so you'd save money.

Oh, thank you! It's never a bad idea to save money!

Be careful, the clutch is sensitive.

Oh yes, there's a clutch too, isn't there?

- Have a nice trip madam... - Thank you!

I'll be right with you...

When you see such God-given beauty...

This God-given beauty... ...you must never lose sight of it.

Keep the change...

- Good day sir. - Good day.

Any news Cal�?

News, news... we've done roundup after roundup

but we've only caught small fish.

Truth is, we don't know which way to turn.

Is Ravelli still sticking his nose into the investigation?

Yes, yes... But I've put Lavagni on him.

How come he's in town?

His son's here...

And he's here for Interpol about some currency smuggling.

I couldn't send him away even if I wanted to.

Excuse me...

Commissioner Cal�.

Yes?

- Don't move, I'll be right there! - What's going on?

They'll be here in 10 minutes.

So, according to you, they read the papers

and in the excitement, the boy fell over and died...

And the others ran off because they were scared...

Is that right, Leonardi?

No, sir... you see, I knew that Martha...

I knew she lived here.

I just wanted to talk to her so I could be useful later on...

By connecting Rino with Berlotti, the one known as Cranium.

And I connect you with an armed robbery and two deaths.

Leonardi... who is this Marseillaise guy?

I don't know... I don't know!

Maybe he's Martha's friend... and I want a lawyer!

Lavagni... he wants a lawyer.

Of course... it's his right.

Sure... Of course it's his right.

But first I want him to be a good boy.

Leonardi... come on, don't be a wanker.

Come on, the sooner you talk, the better, get it?

Tell me who the Marseillaise is...

Otherwise, the next interrogation will be in the hospital...

Talk and I'll get you a lawyer, come on.

You could even kill me...

...but for me, the Marseillaise is just a name...

Get it over with...

Can you give me a packet of Gauloises, please?

- I'm sorry Father... - You son of a bitch!

You all watch out or I'll kill you all!

Hurry up! Hurry up!

You piece of shit! Couldn't you have thought

of taking the bracelet off earlier?!

Apart from which it makes you look queer.

- You're crazy! - How was I to know?!

Serbia, you've caused a load of bother.

You concentrate on driving!

Exit at the first tollbooth.

I've always dreamt of one like that.

And I haven't?

They make them really light these days... all aluminium.

What are you talking about?!

The bike... Look at that frame.

Yeah, and I've got the right pump for it!

Attention all cars in service on the motorway.

Intercept and stop a black Mercedes

with Vatican plates and 4 people.

Attention, they are armed and dangerous.

In the case of interception attempt to

force them onto secondary roads.

Intervene directly only in the case of extreme necessity.

Smash through the barrier!

Smash it!

Come on, faster!

They're right behind us!

Come on!

Do you think a helicopter's lent to just anyone?

You're getting me in trouble.

Listen, let's get things clear...

You're the youngest Lieutenant in the street squad, right?

You know it's true...

And I know something else...

That you were promoted with special merit for the case of...

...the case of...

- Alright, alright, I understand... - Good.

...but Colonel Bianchi will have a heart attack.

Good for you... you'll make Captain even sooner...

That's a bit too much...

Be careful!

Come on, come on!

Shit!

Keep it straight... I'll try and stop them.

Don't shoot them, Marseillaise, don't shoot!

Come on boss. Let's try and hang on to our loot!

We all want to live to spend it!

No, don't do it, don't do it!

Marseillaise, don't shoot! Please!

- We did it, for the moment... - We did it!

What happened?

Eh?

- Serbia... - He's dead.

There you go... He's reached the end of the line too.

Dead?

And the pot's got bigger...

Slow down now...

Police helicopter!

A helicopter... Then we're screwed Marseillaise!

Cut the crap! Shut up!

Shut up!

Shit, we didn't need this!

They'll kill us!

Fuck them!

Damn it! They want to rub us out!

Cranium, did they get you?

Mother... they got me...

It's everyone's turn sooner or later...

Lavagni's car respond... Lavagni's car... over.

Lavagni here...

I haven't managed to establish the fugitives' position yet.

The Mercedes is now going through the habitation of Borgorese,

provincial road 62, heading East.

Good. I'm on it too, so I should run into them soon.

We're following closely, so they can't stop.

Proceed with caution.

There it is, it's leaving the built-up area...

Understood. Over and out.

Come on, pedal to the metal.

Wait here...

Another one...

That's two...

And this one can't talk either...

Meanwhile, let's wait for the traffic police.

We won't catch them, then...

We'll catch them, we'll catch them...

Anyway I only want one... and I want him alive.

Behave yourself and everything will be fine.

Sometimes you have nasty encounters in tunnels...

...but then you forget about them.

Where are we?

- He asked you where we were! - We're... on the road to Rovigo.

You live in this area, don't you?

Yes.

Good...

So let's go home...

But minor roads only...

There's no rush.

We're having a lot of fun...

Wasn't it supposed to be an easy job?!

Simple, smooth as silk!

- But we're screwed! - Hey stop it, for God's sake...

I'm hungry!

Go and cook something, go on.

You bloody...

What's all this?

She was turning the light on and off!

She was signaling, the bitch!

No it's the bulb, it always does like that, I swear!

You know I don't like smart fuckers... daddy.

No!

What are you doing?

You care about your holy family?

Right, daddy?

- No, no! - I beg you!

I'll do whatever you want, but leave her alone.

Calm down. I didn't do anything... for now.

Now you've all got to promise you'll behave...

Alright, I'll do whatever you want but I beg you,

please leave my daughter alone.

For God's sake don't touch my little girl!

Good.

Very good, daddy...

Christ...

But it's nothing Tomas... just a normal toothache.

He hasn't got a fever...

I've already given him a painkiller.

He's here, playing...

It's not the boy who worries me, Tomas, you know that...

Lavagni's with you?

Please... don't take any risks... promise to me, I beg you...

Tomas... think of Andrea... and me.

Let's go.

- Inspector, what's up? - Nothing.

But shouldn't we wait for the Commissioner?

Do you want to be a Marshal or not?

- Yes. - So?

Let's go...

Mr. Antonio!

Mr. Antonio!

It's Gigi... there's some mail!

Good morning...

Isn't Mr. Antonio in?

Hello... they're having a family meeting...

He's with the notary.

So he's decided to sell Le Gerre... about time!

I told him do it before they build the power station.

I'm clever, I am!

I've got to deliver this package.

They're seed samples, grapefruit seeds...

Everyone's got grapefruit on the brain these days!

For my part I'm sure I'll die without

ever having tasted two things...

Coca Cola and grapefruit! Am I right?!

- Right. Stick to the wine. - Yes.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

It should have been simple, a really easy job, smooth as silk...

But three are dead!

Shut the fuck up...

Fuck you...

Play...

Hi, Gigi!

Good morning, notary...

Where are you going?

Outside, to see what's going on.

Play...

Can't you see you've made poker?

Play!

Beppe... I'm going to the toilet.

Yes Martha, everything's fine...

Listen, I'll meet you at the chalet tomorrow evening.

Don't worry...

There's only two of them left...

Yes...

No, they don't suspect a thing. It'll be easy...

No...

No...

No...

No... Marseillaise...

No... no...

No!

Stay there! Don't move!

Marseillaise!

What happened?

He lost his head, he wanted to take off...

Son of a bitch...

- Good morning, how's it going? - Well, fine...

So, we'll leave tomorrow morning.

Good...

Half up front as usual, and the rest afterwards, agreed?

Deal.

How many of you?

Me and the woman.

And the first half?

Tomorrow morning.

Shouldn't there have been some others?

Right. There was an accident...

A road accident.

You've definitely got to be careful on the roads.

The sea's better.

It's best not to have an accident!

Bye...

- What do you want? - Can I... make the coffee?

Yes... make it strong.

I like it strong...

- Did he kill him? - Who, the Marseillaise?

Who knows where he is now, the bastard...

Listen... come here.

And... what do you care about the Marseillaise?

Try to be nice...

Mum!

Bloody...

Come here! Where are you going?

I'll kill you all!

My darling, darling! What did they do to you?

Be calm, it's all over...

It's from the same weapon.

He can't be far...

Right...

- Where's the phone? - Over there.

He will come here, you'll see...

Well of course he'll come, and when he's here...

Bang!

We'll see...

- Where's the "Mizar" from? - Tunis.

From Tunis, eh?

I see...

How come a foreign boat...

...didn't stop at the coast and came all the way here?

They came up the river on the high tide 15 days ago,

and then, they stopped here for repairs...

What repairs?

To the radio. They're waiting for the spares to arrive.

Commander...

...have you noticed anything strange? - No... why?

Just asking...

- How many men onboard? - Two.

So it's a completely normal boat to you...

...just like all the others.

Yes, but there's nothing unusual here, Inspector...

Many boats, including foreign ones, like to come inland.

This is the second time the Mizar's anchored here.

After all, this is a small quiet marina.

But I don't think it'll stay that way for long...

What are you doing?

Can't you see? I'm making myself beautiful.

You've made a mistake, blondie.

You haven't been invited to any party...

It's a business meeting.

Oh no... it's always party-time for Martha!

Do you like me?

Of course I like you...

If you weren't the Marseillaise's woman...

Want to kill him? Why don't you take the money and run?

Are you scared?

I'm not scared of anything or anyone,

and definitely not of your Marseillaise!

Get the bag, quick...

Marseillaise!

You did it...

...policeman.

That's where you're wrong...

I'm not a policeman anymore.

What are you doing?!