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WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO YOUR DAUGHTERS?

(♪ Music over dialogue)

EVERY DAY, CRUEL AND APPARENTLY INEXPLICABLE THINGS HAPPEN.

ONLY THROUGH A FAITHFUL RECONSTRUCTION OF THESE INCIDENTS

IS IT POSSIBLE TO UNDERSTAND

THEIR DRAMATIC AND DISTURBING SIGNIFICANCE.

(Banging on door)

(Gasping)

Alright, let's get on with it.

One for the wagon.

Sergeant, take these down.

A bag of school books, one sweater, white blouse,

pants.

And white nylon panties.

- And black leather lace-up boots. - The Assistant DA's here.

Show him in.

- Well? - He's a lady.

Good morning.

Good morning.

She's so young.

Fifteen or even less.

(Doctor) As far as I can see, her neck isn't broken.

She didn't get enough force when she dropped.

Do you know her name?

Not yet. There's nothing to identify her.

It was probably in the school books, but the pages are ripped out.

- Who owns this place? - It seems it was a sublet.

We're checking it out now.

Who knows why she did it.

The door was bolted from the inside.

What made her undress?

What makes a young girl like that commit suicide?

That's what I'd like to know.

How did you know she was here?

An anonymous phone call. A man's voice.

Said someone had hanged himself here.

- Is it alright if we take away the body now? - Yes.

And, Inspector, I'd like your report as quickly as possible.

Yes, ma'am.

Sergeant, cut her down.

If she's a runaway, sir, it will turn up if the parents reported it.

- We're still checking. - 'But the police haven't identified her?'

No, we're hoping the photo will give us a lead on that, too.

If we're lucky, she'll be recognized and someone will phone in.

Come in.

Oh, yes, right.

Well, I've only been here four days, but I'm getting the feeling of it.

Yes, right, sir. I'll keep you informed.

Have you seen this?

Why couldn't the papers have printed just a face shot? This is unnecessary.

I know, I've seen it. But in this kind of a case the press has a field day.

- What have you got there? - The results of the autopsy.

As we thought, she's no more than 15.

She'd had extensive sexual relations just before her death.

The report's very specific. No prophylactic was used.

There were traces of sperm in the vagina, the anus and the stomach.

The time of death has been determined as yesterday afternoon

between five and six.

And also she was pregnant.

- Did you say she was pregnant? - About two months.

Was it you who called the police, ma'am?

Yes, it's her. It's Sylvia. Oh, it's terrible.

I recognized her picture at once.

Oh.

- Know where her parents are? - In Africa.

You see, they have a business down there.

Mr. Polvesi's nearly always there.

When did you miss her? What's her name? Sylvia?

Yes. She didn't come home on Monday.

Why didn't you call the police, missing persons?

Well, she'd done it before when she was left alone.

She's stayed out all night before, is that what you're saying?

Yes.

When her father's away, well, Sylvia...

Well, it wasn't her fault.

She could always twist her mother around her little finger.

How old was she? 15?

Yes.

What about her friends, her school friends?

Would she go to study?

Do you know anything about that?

She used to tell me things when she was little,

but that stopped when she was...

When she was about 13. You know.

(Phone rings)

Yeah? Hello?

(Caller hangs up)

I've been getting calls like that every day.

I'm so scared.

Oh, my God!

How am I gonna tell her parents?

We'll take care of that for you.

What did she use this for?

I don't know. She wore that pouch around her neck,

I guess until about a week ago.

(Sobbing)

(Man's voice) This is the stuff we shot during that big demonstration the other day

in the center of town.

Watch carefully here.

Those are the ones we're especially interested in.

Let's see that again.

Stop there. That's Mario Fellici.

- Student? - He might have been a student once.

Now he's a professional agitator.

Alright. Please go on.

(Russo) Here comes the next one.

Roberto Cecchi. He's been inside a couple of times for assault.

Now he's a political extremist.

Tough and violent.

(Stori) Go on, please.

Excuse me, ma'am. I was at the girl's house...

We'll talk later. I wanna see the rest of this.

(Russo) The last one's coming up now.

Giovanni Vicci, 19 years old.

- May I have a look at the scene before? - Let's see it again.

(Stori) Stop here.

Can she be enlarged?

Valentini...

Yes, I'm right. That's the girl who committed suicide.

- Russo, when was this film shot? - On Tuesday.

- That'd be right. At what hour? - I'd say around 5 or 5:30.

The building she went into was staked out until midnight.

Nobody went out. I was there.

You know what that means, Valentini?

You didn't see Sylvia?

- No one came out while you were there? - No one.

She'd already hanged herself by six.

No, Valentini.

Sylvia didn't hang herself at all. She was killed.

Wait here, Patricia.

- Hello, Valentini. - Good to see you.

- They give you my report? - Got it right here. Thank you.

I read it last night. Gave me nightmares.

Yeah, I'm not sorry that it got turned over to you guys at Homicide.

Seemed like it was suicide at first, but now it's a clear-cut case of murder.

During the night, the murderer apparently shifted her body from where he killed her...

- Papa? - ...over to that attic.

- Hi, Patricia. - Morning. Are you going to take me or not?

Why don't you wait for me in the car? I won't be a minute.

Hey, you know something, Silvestri?

I guess in a way I am sorry to have to give the case to somebody else,

because that poor girl was the same age as my daughter.

I get it. Don't worry.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Let's go, Giardina.

- Did you get the doctor? - Yeah, he's meeting us at the attic.

(Siren wails)

There, Silvestri. That's where the body was, over here.

We realize now that the killer went out of his way to fool us.

He not only strangled her and strung up her body on that beam,

to make it look like the real thing he grabbed her by the legs

and pulled down with all his force.

That's why several of her vertebrae are dislocated.

Luckily for us, there was no way he could get rid of the bruises.

- So as soon as the autopsy... - Nobody move.

I said nobody move, for Christ's sake!

- But it's the District Attorney. - Well, that goes for him, too.

There's someone on the roof of the building opposite.

Looks like he's trying to take shots of this place with a telephoto lens.

Giardina?

I'm the Assistant District Attorney assigned to this case.

Are you Inspector Silvestri?

I'm sorry.

Don't worry about your language, Silvestri. I may be a woman,

but I've been working around men long enough not to let it bother me.

I see.

Look, Inspector, what are you trying to tell me?

That I'm a criminal because I carry a camera around?

Photography's my recreation.

- I didn't say that. - Well then.

What made you pick that particular place as your target for today?

Oh, come on. You make it sound like a weapon of assassination.

Here are the prints from his film, sir.

(Silvestri) Alright, Mr. Paglia, you listen to me.

This girl didn't commit suicide. She was killed.

And I suggest you cooperate with us now.

Yes, but listen, I took...

I took those photos by sheer chance.

I mean, as soon as I realized a terrible thing had happened...

You telephoned the police.

Right. You see? I've already helped you.

And this one? And this one here? Were all these taken by mere chance?

Oh, come on now, let's get this straight. Am I free or have I broken some law?

Yes, you've broken some law.

And no, you're not a free man. Better find yourself a lawyer.

(Silvestri) These are some of the shots that he took, damn peeping Tom.

Still, maybe we should thank him.

God knows, we wouldn't have a lead without Paglia.

The same boy's in each shot,

even though they were taken over a three-week period.

I can't believe he killed her.

They look so happy together.

You know what they say about love and hate.

Just two young kids.

(Silvestri) Yeah, two young kids.

Were you doing that at that age?

A check at the school should give us his identity.

- Hi. - Hello.

Listen, they told me that I'd find this guy up here.

- Yeah, right. That's Marcello. - Uh-huh? Where is he?

- He's underground. - Underground?

In that hole there, 300 feet down.

That's interesting. How long's he been there?

For four days.

Huh.

- Tell him to come up. - Why?

Because I wanna talk to him, that's why.

What did he do, rob a bank?

Don't be a wise-ass. Just get him up here.

Fabio, get Marcello up here.

- Tell him we're gonna get him up. - Marcello?

Yeah, we found him, but he's got an alibi.

He's been underground since Sunday.

(Stori) 'Underground? What do you mean?'

He's a spelunker. That's what you call them, I think.

'But according to the autopsy she had intercourse just before she died.

- 'And that was on Tuesday.' - That's right.

That means she had another lover somewhere, then.

That's the way it adds up.

What the hell do you want from me?

You know damn well I didn't murder her, so come on!

I've told you all I know.

Anyhow, whatever I say won't bring her to life again.

No, Marcello, but we can't just drop it.

Don't you want her murderer brought to justice?

Look, we need you to help us find him.

You must have known she was a minor.

You know what that means for you?

When was the first time you went to bed with her?

When we met three months ago.

By chance.

- We just flipped over each other. - And the attic?

That was Sylvia's surprise.

'I didn't know much about her family

'but I realized they were well-off.

'She always had plenty of money and the freedom to spend it.

'She certainly had a lot more than me,

'and somehow she managed to spend it on both of us

'without making me feel inadequate.

'She rented the attic as our hideaway.

'It was so many flights up

'that she used to say it was our private little nest.'

- Is that where she was killed? - No, we're pretty sure not.

Was she a virgin?

- What kind of question is that? - Were you the first?

No.

(Mrs. Polvesi) Sylvia!

(Mrs. Polvesi sobs)

Sign, please, sir.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

We think we found the apartment where the girl was killed,

but we need your authorization to break in.

- You have it. - Alright, go ahead.

- You're not sure, though? - Well, we're acting on a tipoff.

We only got as far as finding out who rents it.

Then If you've found out who rents it, I don't see why you need...

To break in? Because although he pays on time every month,

happens he's been dead for three years.

(Banging)

Get these stains analyzed, Sergeant.

(Silvestri) It's a formality.

I don't need anybody to tell me that that's blood and saliva.

I'm willing to bet the girl was killed here and then taken to the attic.

Alright, see what you can turn up.

Looks like this has been pulled out of the wall.

Naturally, there are no tapes

and I'll bet the lab boys won't find one fingerprint that's any good.

Inspector? Inspector, I think you'd better take a look at this.

My God, it's awful.

Well, that's two dead now,

always assuming that this isn't chicken blood.

- Alright, sign here, Paglia. - What do you mean, "sign here"?

- Mr. Paglia, will you sign this, please? - Shall I?

- Sure, go ahead. - Only 'cause you said "please", Sergeant.

- What is this? - Well, his lawyer...

I'll tell you what it is, Inspector.

It's an order from the court that frees my client till you specify a charge.

Is it, now?

Sorry, but you gotta keep up with the times, Inspector.

The law's set him free and unless you can prove him guilty,

my client's innocent.

If I know anything about peeping Toms,

he'd be a lot safer in here than on the outside.

So you got a court order? Well, we'll keep an eye on you.

- Come on, let's go. - I should be grateful, I guess!

Yeah, come on.

Hi, Inspector. What are the latest developments?

We got a job to do. At least give us something.

- Do you have any leads yet? - At what stage is the investigation?

Inspector Silvestri, why have the police kept the lid on this new killing for over 24 hours?

Because the lab boys haven't finished yet. It isn't established it was human blood.

But if it is, then in investigating one homicide you've come across another.

Was there a link?

Have you ascertained whether Sylvia Polvesi was killed in the same apartment?

Gentlemen, would you ask one question at a time, please?

- I don't think you've got a thing to go on. - There's still a lot of groundwork to do.

You ask the questions for all of them.

Alright, Inspector. Let's assume two people were murdered in the same apartment.

Would it be fair to draw the conclusion that there's a mad killer around, a maniac?

Of course not, not till we have more facts.

Look, I know it's just conjecture, but you gotta admit it's not a bad theory.

Everything points towards it.

I won't comment until we identify the second victim.

I'm sorry to insist, Inspector,

but don't you think the second victim might be another young girl?

If it is, the maniac theory might well be right.

It's impossible to guess whether it's a girl or not,

and I'm not going to play at theorizing.

You love the idea of a maniac, don't you?

Sensational headlines, right? Why don't you go ahead and publish it?

If it turns out you're wrong, see how the public reacts.

We'll worry about public opinion, you worry about finding a murderer.

We'll find him alright, if you don't break our balls.

(All shout at once)

It's a disgrace, Inspector.

Lovers, drugs, double life.

She was only a child.

How can they be permitted to...

How can they be permitted to print such trash?

You're right, sir, but the press is the press.

And I'm sorry, but I have little control over them.

The important thing is to catch Sylvia's killer

and I'm going to need your help for that.

Alright. In what way can I help you?

Did you have Sylvia's confidence?

- She adored me. - Yes, but did she confide in you?

No.

With me she was contrary.

But she adored her father.

But neither of us could communicate with her very much.

Maybe...

What?

Go on.

It was about six months ago

that I found the pills she was taking.

I should have stopped her then.

And what happened?

Did you talk to her?

The day I discovered them I talked to her.

They were in her coat pocket.

'I didn't wanna believe

'that my 15-year-old daughter was no longer a virgin.'

- Hi, Mama. - Sylvia?

Sylvia!

What is it?

Sylvia!

Where did you get these?

Oh, those? In a pharmacy. Where else?

But... Sylvia, you mean... You mean you're...

Oh, Mama, please. You're so dramatic.

How can you talk like that? You're still a child.

Sure, I know I'm still a child,

but I'd rather not have a kid every nine months.

You little slut.

I'm gonna tell your father about this. Your father will know what to do.

If you tell my father, I'll kill myself.

And she meant it.

She convinced me, anyway.

"If you tell my father I'll kill myself."

And so I never told my husband about it in case she committed suicide.

But I hired a detective.

I don't really know why. I was desperate, I guess.

- A private detective. - What's his name?

His name was Talenti.

At first he seemed very efficient.

Then after a couple of days at the most, he told me he was too busy,

that he had to drop the case.

Actually, I wasn't really worried because Sylvia seemed to be behaving better.

- You said he's called Talenti? - Yes, Ruggero Talenti.

"Ruggero Talenti, aged 34.

"Licensed for private investigation. Deployed concealed weapon.

"Married. Research pending."

(Silvestri) Giardina?

Well? How far have you got?

His office is closed so I punched out an information request. Here.

So he's got a wife. Have you tried to find her?

No. I thought they'd been separated two years...

Well, find her. Come on! She may know where he is.

Ask her if he's got a girlfriend.

Use your initiative.

As her father, I must admit, I've been rather lax.

To tell you the truth, I...

I never seemed to have very much time for Sylvia.

Although I think it was during the summer

that I did happen to notice a change in her personality.

She was usually so happy and I saw her suffering.

So I took her to Dr. Beltrame. You know Beltrame I imagine?

By reputation. What did he say?

That it was a normal phase for girls of that age.

She'd get over it and that I shouldn't worry.

I think I'll talk to the doctor if you don't mind.

Why?

Do you think that I'm hiding something?

No, but a detail you've forgotten or considered unimportant

might give us a lead,

and he might have records that could help.

Sylvia Polvesi.

Here we are.

No, sorry, there's nothing down here that I haven't already told you.

I can only confirm to you that...

when I saw Sylvia Polvesi, I got...

the distinct impression that she was very sensitive for her age

and somewhat frustrated.

- Frustrated? - Juveniles are, you know?

It's a stage.

You realize that nearly all girls of that age

are an awful problem to their parents these days.

You can see here the records of other girls...

...with problems that could easily turn into tragedy.

Thank you for your help, Doctor.

If necessary, you'll be called for the hearing.

We may need your expert testimony.

I understand. I'm at your complete disposition.

- Bye. I wish I had the afternoon free! - Bye.

Mrs. Talenti? Is this your husband?

Yeah, maybe it is. What's this about?

- Know where he is? - Don't ask me about him. I know nothing.

- A detective, right? - Yeah, a detective.

Have you any idea where we might find him?

No, and I don't care.

- Go ask his bitch of a secretary. - Who's that?

His latest lay, a real little hustler.

- Where do I find her? - In a clinic. Had a car accident.

I wish they'd both broken their necks.

Alright, let's check the clinics.

I tell you one thing,

I don't blame Talenti for leaving that girl. She's scary.

How did you manage to find me here?

- What do you want from me? - (Silvestri) We want to talk to Talenti.

And as you're his secretary, I figured you could tell me where he is.

That his photograph?

(Silvestri) Well?

- Yes. - When did you last see him, Rosa?

I'm sorry, are you a cop too, or...?

- No, I'm an assistant district attorney. - (Giardina) Inspector?

We've found Talenti's car. Can you come now?

- Can you manage alone? - (Stori) Yes, of course.

Well?

It's two days since I last saw him.

And he hasn't even called me either.

He's not normally like that.

(Siren wailing)

(Giardina) I sent the number to Car Registry.

It's Talenti's alright.

Apparently it's been here two or three days.

It's locked.

Can you force a lock? If not, we'll break a window.

Open the trunk.

Now we know who was cut up in the bathroom.

(Sobbing)

(Silvestri) I'm sorry, Rosa, but I must ask you some questions.

(Sobbing continues)

Did Talenti ever talk about a new important client he had?

- Did he ever mention Sylvia Polvesi? - No.

Come on, now, Rosa. Answer me!

I've got to know.

Oh, please! I don't know anything.

You worked in his office for over a year. It's impossible you know nothing.

It's two months since I've been in the office now.

Ever since the accident.

You've had three operations.

He paid for those operations!

Where did he get the money?

How would I know? I thought he borrowed it.

He didn't borrow it. You know he didn't. Rosa?

He needed a lot of money and he got it from somewhere.

How? Blackmail? You know the answer, so you tell me.

He had the goods on someone. He was squeezing them.

And that's why your boyfriend was murdered.

Leave me alone.

Inspector Silvestri!

If the rules forbid me to say anything else or ask her anything else,

how am I supposed to solve this case?

It's your method I disagree with, not the results, Inspector.

But I can tell she's hiding something.

If you give me a chance to wring it out of her, we might catch a man

who's already murdered two people.

Silvestri?

Silvestri!

I'm sorry.

It's not important.

What?

(Doctor) An ax or something like it.

And I guess he was alive when they started.

What makes you think so?

(Doctor) Blood flow, muscle contraction. He moved a lot during the first cuts.

Ready for the identification? Cover him before she comes in.

Mrs. Talenti, is that your husband?

All you have to do when they pull back the sheet is look at the face.

I wanna see it all.

It's not necessary. Just look at the face.

No, I wanna see the whole thing.

I wanna see how the bastard ended up.

(Screams)

(Receptionist) 'Yes? Can I help you?'

Oh, please, would you...

Would you call the police for me, please?

'The police? Is something wrong, Miss?'

Yes, and I wanna talk to... to Inspector Silvestri, please.

It's important.

'Alright, hold the line. I'll try to find him.'

Yes, put her through.

Yes, that's right. Tell me what's wrong, Rosa.

Can you get over to see me?

There's something I didn't tell you when you were here,

but I wanna help you now.

I think it's something important.

Try not to be too long.

I'm so frightened.

Please don't be too long.

Don't worry, Rosa. Look, I'll be there in ten minutes.

Thank you.

You come with me, Napoli.

(Siren wailing)

(Siren wailing)

(Groans with frustration)

What do you think you're doing?

Let's get you into bed.

Now, then, easy does it.

Where were you trying to go?

Just press the bell if you want anything.

There.

Sit.

There we are.

Now the legs.

There, that's better.

I'll ask the night doctor to give you something to make you sleep.

No. No, I don't want anything.

I don't want anything.

(Brakes screeching)

(Siren wailing)

If you need anything, just press the buzzer.

(Screaming)

I'll cut you into little pieces like I cut up your friend.

Just tell me where he hid everything.

Come on, tell me!

(Screams)

Get after him, Napoli.

Rosa? Rosa!

- Stay with her, please. - Yes.

(Screams)

(Screams)

Get moving.

(Siren wails)

All available cars to converge on this area.

I repeat, all available cars to converge on this area.

(Silvestri) 'We're just coming into Central Zone A. Over.'

I got you, Inspector.

Cars 3 and 6, cars 3 and 6, proceed at once to Central Zone A. Over.

(Siren wails)

Car 1 to Control, we're following suspect along Via Taro, heading east. Over.

(Brakes screech)

Control. He's turned down Vicolo del Fontanone.

Block the exit. Let's go.

There he is. Run him into the wall.

I repeat, head out of town on Via Imperiali.

They're trying to force him out of the center. Over.

That you back there, Giardina?

Right here, Inspector.

If we could shoot the son of a bitch it'd be a hell of a lot easier.

It might be easier, but we'd end up in jail instead of him.

Better that than letting him get away.

(Silvestri) 'We're on the road to Sacrosole.

- 'Get a car to intercept.' - Got you, Inspector.

If you can stay with him, you'll drive him into a road block in the next town.

We got two cars there.

We're about a mile into the tunnels.

Better tell that road block to get ready.

(Control) 'Got you, Inspector.'

(Train's whistle)

(Train's whistle)

I want every available patrol we've got brought into this area.

I don't care how long it takes. Just bring that rotten son of a bitch in.

Is she gonna make it, Doctor?

What do you want to tell me, Rosa?

What did he want from you?

- Hello, Silvestri. - Morning.

Well! So she was hiding something. You were right.

We got a break.

We'll just transcribe the sections that are understandable.

(Man) 'Come in. Come in, please.'

(Girl) 'Good morning.'

(Man) 'Hello, dear.

'Let's have a look at you.

'Why, you know, you're really very attractive.

'I'm a very lucky man.

'Have you ever been here before?'

(Girl) 'No, this is the first time.'

(Man) 'Well, don't be so shy.

'There's nothing to be afraid of.

'Come here. I'm not going to hurt you.'

(Girl) 'What do you want me to do?'

(Man) 'Oh, relax. Don't be in such a hurry.

'I'll tell you all in good time.'

(Girl) 'But I have to get home.'

(Man) 'I know, I know, you're expected at home right after you get out of school,

'but I'm sure you can think of a good excuse for being an hour late.

'Can't you?

'Well, let's get started, then.

'Take off your clothes.

'First the tunic.

'Like that.

'Now, the... the blouse.

'There.

'You're scared?

'Come on, now.

- (Man) 'What's the matter?' - (Girl) 'But I... I...'

(Man) 'Come on, now. Come on, now. Don't be frightened.

'Oh, wait a minute. Let me take your panties off.

'Alright?'

(Man sighs)

(Man) 'You're a little jewel.

'Beautiful.

'Walk around. Yes! Yes, like that.

'Oh, you're... you're marvelous.

'Now, then...

'Uh, come over here.

'That's it.

'Here.

'Sit here.

'No, no, like this.

'Sit down on... on my knees, facing me.

'Now...

'Now, one leg on one side

'and one leg on the other side.

'Yes, like this!'

(Girl) 'No! No!

'What are you doing? Careful. You'll tear it.'

(Man) 'Shut up. Don't chatter so much.

'I paid a lot of money for you

'and they said I could do what I wanted how I wanted with the girl, they said.

'Take it off.'

(Girl) 'There. Now what?'

(Man) 'Lie face down on the bed.

'No, wait a minute.

'Put these cushions under your stomach.

'Like this.'

(Girl) 'What are you gonna do? What is that?'

(Man) 'This thing you're so frightened of is gonna give you a lot of enjoyment.

'Come on, now, open your legs.'

- (Girl) 'No, I don't want to.' - (Man) 'Shut up. Now, open your legs.'

(Girl struggles)

(Man) 'Oh, yeah. Yeah, like that.

'Don't you like it, huh?

'Don't you like it?'

(Girl) 'No! No!'

(Girl screams)

- Well? Find anything? - The tracks of the bike.

We picked a soft piece of ground, took an imprint.

- The lab boys are taking care of it. - Fine.

- And how's Napoli doing? - I guess as well as you'd expect.

Ah, good.

Here you are, Inspector. It's a cross-country tire.

A very common thread unfortunately, but mainly used in competitions.

Well, it's better than nothing. Giardina?

Make up a list of all the dealers that sell this kind of tire

and all the motorbikes that use them.

And then make a list of everybody who's bought a bike with that tire

- in the last three years. Understand? - Right.

- The hatchet? - Here.

The blood on it was Napoli's. Naturally, there are no fingerprints.

About all you have to go on is that it's a butcher's cleaver.

(Man) 'Yes, give him a kiss.

'Ooh.

'Ooh, you really know what you're doing, don't you?'

(Man sighs)

(Man) 'Ah... Wait!

'You don't wanna put me out of action yet, do you?'

(Girl) 'Oh well, I have to go soon anyway. I have to get home.'

- That's Sylvia. - (Man) 'I paid for an hour.'

Yes, I'm certain it is.

But I don't understand. What was she doing?

- Sylvia... - It sounded...

I know how unpleasant this is for you,

but Sylvia was part of a ring of young girl prostitutes, Mrs. Polvesi.

A well-organized ring.

We've got six or seven different voices of girls on this tape.

- And all of them are minors. - But my Sylvia was murdered!

Meaning that the same thing might happen to the others.

- You know, she was always so happy. - Tell me about the phone calls.

Well, I thought it was rather strange,

so I mentioned it to her mother, but she said not to worry about it.

Is there anything you can tell me in particular?

I mean, did you ever take one of her calls, for example?

Oh, no. She did everything she could to see I didn't,

but then she did an about-face.

- In what sense? - Recently she stopped picking up.

She would cry for hours on end, Inspector, and...

One day a man called and she went to the phone.

Well, I happened to overhear her.

I got the impression that she was being threatened.

She wouldn't tell me anything,

and when I questioned her, she ran from the house.

What day was that?

Monday.

The day she was killed.

"Zeno Santelli, bus driver. Annamaria Saccio, student.

"Roberto Melchiorri, butcher." Hey, hold on a moment.

(Man) 'Come in. Come in, please.'

- (Girl) 'Good morning.' - (Man) 'Hello, dear.'

- Inspector? - (Man) 'Let's have a look at you.'

(Turns tape off)

We got it. Take a look at this.

He bought that kind of bike no more than six weeks ago.

A butcher!

Track him down immediately.

In fact, you'd better take care of it yourself and let me know what you find out.

- Call me, whatever time it is. - Right.

(Turns tape on)

(Man) 'You know, you're really very attractive.

'You have a very...'

You look down. What's the matter?

That's my business.

Do you wanna know why I chose this career?

It's not really what you do that matters.

- It's whether you believe in it. - And you do?

Yes.

Of course, even though I do sometimes think I'm wrong for it.

Well...

maybe because your first assignment's such an unpleasant one.

Maybe.

I'll tell you something, Silvestri.

You know what my male colleagues say?

That a case like this is too tough for a woman to handle,

because we're weak and emotional.

At the first sight of blood, the male chauvinists come out snorting.

(Silvestri chuckles)

- You think the same thing, don't you? - Now you're fishing.

Seriously, after all that's happened

you've proved yourself as capable as any man.

Thanks, and you were right, I was fishing.

(Car phone rings)

- I'd better answer that. - See you tomorrow then.

Goodnight.

- Hello, this is Silvestri. - 'Inspector? '

What is it, Giardina?

'Sorry to bother you, but can you get back to the office?

- 'I think we got something.' - Fine. I'll be right there.

Here. His father gave me this.

Apparently, he left the house three months ago and hasn't been back since.

Which of these is he?

(Giardina) That one there.

(Silvestri) At last we know what he looks like.

Have a few dozen enlargements made up for the precincts. No...

Wait a minute.

He doesn't know he's been identified.

Instead of that put a 24-hour watch on the shop and tap his phone.

- I have. - That's good.

Huh.

Send Falcinelli up to my office, would you?

- (Girl) 'I don't want to.' - (Man) 'Shut up. Now open your legs.'

(Girl struggles)

(Man) 'Oh, yeah. There, like that.

'Don't you like it, huh?

'Don't you like it?'

(Girl) 'Oh, no!'

(Presses rewind)

(Man) 'Come in. Come in, please.'

- (Girl) 'Good morning.' - (Man) 'Hello, dear.

'Let's have a look at you.

'Why, you know, you're really very attractive.

'I'm a very lucky man.

'Have you ever been here before?'

(Girl) 'No, this is the first time.'

(Man) 'Well, don't be so shy.

'There's nothing to be afraid of.'

(Girl struggles)

(Man) 'Oh, yeah. There, like that.

'Don't you like it, huh?'

(Girl) 'Oh, no!'

(Rewinds tape)

(Man) 'Come in. Come in, please.'

(Girl) 'Good morning.'

(Man) 'Hello, dear.

'Let's have a look at you.'

(Hissing)

Oh, dammit!

Oh!

(Footsteps)

"This will be the last warning."

LAST WARNING

- (Valentini) Morning, Silvestri. - Hello.

(Patricia) Good morning.

Hey, Valentini?

Can I see you a moment?

Up in my office.

- Do you mind? - No.

- Good morning, ma'am. - Good morning, Carlo.

Did you find the letter last night?

The letter? Ah, yes, under the door.

Yes, it was very late when they brought it and rather than disturb you...

- Who brought it? - I don't know. I never saw him before.

- I see. Thank you. - You're welcome.

(Valentini) The Polvesis! What do they care?

They're rich. What do they care about us?

A man like me,

stuck in this lousy business, earning nothing but peanuts!

The only joy in my life is my daughter. She means everything to me.

My God, who are they? Where are they? The bastards!

They got to Patricia. He identified my daughter's voice.

Why does she have to be involved?

My daughter going with those bastards!

Find one of them for me, Silvestri. I wanna kill him with my bare hands.

You've got to help me, Valentini. Come on.

Go and pick up Patricia from school and we'll talk to her.

Try not to upset her.

What's the trouble?

It's alright, it's not very important.

- Did you get an anonymous letter? - Yes.

Don't worry, the last one I got threatened to blow headquarters sky high.

Fanatics love to scare you.

Papa!

Come on, sweetheart.

The papers are on our backs.

A couple of minutes ago, I got a call from the Commissioner,

and he's getting pressured by the Ministry.

Why don't those hotshot brains from Rome come and find him?

Maybe we should put his mug on TV.

- There's a chance he'll give himself up. - Television? Not a bad idea.

Send these downstairs and get bigger blow-ups, OK?

Hello? Give me the Commissioner's office.

Would you like a cigarette?

(Driver) I don't smoke.

All I wanted was a couple of minutes' screen time

to show his picture throughout the country.

I know that very well, sir, but it might have been successful.

Right.

Bastards!

They'll only put his mugshot on that idiot police documentary in three days.

Get the picture? And we've even got to say thank you!

Thank you.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight, ma'am.

Driver, I've forgotten...

Driver!

(Sighs)

(Presses button repeatedly)

(Screams)

(Screaming)

BACK STAIRS

(Screams)

Stop that! Stop that!

Ma'am? Ma'am! Are you alright?

Come on. I'll take you to your apartment.

(All talk at once)

Hey! They're bringing down the driver's body. Come on.

(TV) 'Dogs are searching the surrounding countryside.

'The man they're hunting is suspected of having committed

'two murders and one assault during the past few days

'and is possibly the same man

'who attacked the assistant DA, Vittoria Stori,

'in the underground garage of her apartment building last night.

'Ms. Stori was miraculously saved

'by the intervention of her building superintendent,

'but her driver was hacked to death by the assailant.

'Police are searching for a young butcher by the name of Roberto Melchiorri

'who they think can help them in their inquiries.

'In a moment, we will be showing you his photograph

'and the public is asked for its cooperation in locating him.

'If anyone has seen him or thinks they have seen him during the past few days,

'they're asked to contact the police immediately.

'The number to call is 113.

'I'll repeat that.

'If anyone has seen or thinks they've seen Roberto Melchiorri during the past few days,

'please call 113 immediately.'

- (Patricia sobs) - Look, Patricia.

Just tell them what you told me,

how you got mixed up in it.

But I... I only did it once. That was all.

(Silvestri) Patricia, that man who was talking to you on the tape,

- do you know his name? - No.

I saw him that once, but... I promise I've never seen him since then.

Well, can you tell me how they made the appointment?

- By telephone. - Who phoned you?

I don't know.

Bigi told me to wait in one evening for a telephone call.

What was that name? Bigi?

Giuliana, my best friend in class. You know her, don't you, Papa?

Yeah, they've known each other since they were babies.

I never liked her much.

(All talk at once)

Which one of you is Giuliana Bigi?

Why, I'm Bigi.

- You'll have to come with us. - What for, copper?

You'll find out. Come on.

- Lucia, I'll see you back at your house. - Alright, ciao.

(Ringing tone)

(Man) 'Yes?'

- It's Bruno here. They just picked up Bigi. - 'How do you know?'

Because I'm outside the school, and I just saw them take her away.

'Does she know you? Has she ever seen your face?'

No, she hasn't, but some of the others have.

'Then you've nothing to worry about, have you? Don't call me again.'

But listen, if one of them starts talking, there'll be a chain reaction

- and we'll all wind up inside. - 'On the contrary.

'If any of them, especially Bigi, talk, the whole thing will be dropped.

'Like a red-hot potato. You understand?'

- But, listen, I... - 'No, you listen to me.

'We're holding all the high cards. I forbid you to upset everything by panicking

'and doing something stupid or suspicious, like leaving town.'

We ought to quit while we're ahead. That thing with the Polvesi girl...

'Shut up, you idiot. No names.

'I'll decide if and when to suspend operations.'

Go fuck yourself.

I... I didn't want to.

I didn't want to.

Come on, calm down, Patricia.

Take her home, Valentini.

Goodnight.

(Man) 'Uh, excuse me, my dear. Sorry I'm late.'

(Bigi) 'Who cares? It just means you've only got me for half an hour.'

(Man) 'What do you mean, only half an hour?

'I paid for a full hour and that's what I intend to have.'

(Bigi) 'It's your fault if you arrive late.

'You'll have to talk to Bruno about it, not me.'

(Silvestri stops tape)

Who is this Bruno?

(Shouting) Who is he?

What a load of fuss for a few hours in bed!

Answer the question, dammit! Who's Bruno?

He calls me, that's all. I've never actually seen him.

You've never met him?

- Bigi, tell the truth. - I am.

He calls me and tells me where I have to go and at what time.

You know of other girls who might be doing it?

No, no one at all.

How were you recruited? How did it start?

It was through Bruno.

He called nearly every day.

He told me that if I wanted, I could earn a lot of extra cash.

You must know the guy, then.

No, I don't, because I never saw him.

(Doorbell rings)

- Who's there? - (Man) It's me. Come on, open the door.

- Who? - Come on, dum-dum. Open the door!

Alright! Do you wanna wake the whole building?

Control to Car 4. Can I have your report?

(Officer) 'Yes, Control. We need an ambulance here.'

Ambulance is on its way. Left ten minutes ago.

- Have you identified the body? - 'Yes. The name is Bruno Paglia.'

- (Siren wails) - 'We received identification, Inspector.

- 'His name is Bruno Paglia.' - Don't tell me it's the photographer?

- 'Could be, sir. Same name.' - Let's hope he can talk.

They'd only cut him up if they thought he was going to spill the beans.

I figured he knew more than he let on.

We had him in custody. That's enough to make you sick.

Sometimes I think all that court order hogwash is nothing but a conspiracy.

Get out of the way, lady. Get back. Get away.

Is he alive, Doc?

He's not conscious if that's what you want to know.

He'll be lucky to make it to the hospital.

He needs a lot more assistance than he's gonna get in an ambulance.

Don't let him die, goddammit!

Young man, you're not gonna help him by shouting. Just sit back.

If this man doesn't talk, I'm right back where I started, dammit.

Can't you give him a shot or something to make him conscious?

(Siren wails)

(Silvestri) Paglia, can you hear me? Paglia!

The man's in shock. You're wasting your time, Inspector.

I must have him conscious.

Sorry, I'm responsible for him, and I don't intend to kill him.

It doesn't matter a damn if he eventually dies.

What does matter is he must talk.

Go on! Come on, Paglia, talk!

(Doctor) He's dead.

- Gentlemen, the case is solved. - (Overlapping reactions)

By tomorrow morning I'll be able to give you all the particulars,

including names of the killer and his boss.

Last night, they tried to eliminate one of their accomplices,

- a certain Bruno Paglia. - Bruno Paglia?

Yes, Bruno Paglia.

He survived the attempt and has been taken to the hospital

where I've got him under close guard.

As soon as the doctors allow it, we'll set up a press conference

and he'll tell you everything he's already told me.

- Can you give us a sneak preview? - Anything at all, Inspector?

I'm sorry, but I'm not in a position to give anybody any more information.

- I just tell you, the case is resolved. - Is this for publication?

Yes, certainly.

How dare you say the case is resolved?

It's not so and you might at least have discussed it.

(Silvestri) I didn't want to involve you.

And I suppose Paglia's gonna make his statement from his coffin?

I simply didn't want his death known until tomorrow, that's all.

Come on, you know this isn't the first time something like this has been tried.

Alright, you've got until tomorrow afternoon.

I'll put off filing a report on his death until about seven.

I ask no more.

All I know is that whoever is behind this has lost his head.

Killing poor old Paglia proves it.

And using the press like this should make him play right into our hands.

Silvestri? If you're wrong, your career's down the chute.

I think it's worth the risk.

POLVESI CASE: CULPRITS' NAMES TO BE ANNOUNCED IN A FEW HOURS

CHILD SEX RING: SENSATIONAL DEVELOPMENTS IN POLVESI CASE

BRUNO PAGLIA HAS TALKED

POLVESI CRIME: SUDDEN TURNING POINT IN INVESTIGATION

Look, you know perfectly well, the fact that Beltrame took his own life

doesn't give us any real connection with this case.

I know it doesn't, and that's why I need your authorization

to begin a search of his studio.

I should be able to get it to you in about an hour.

The main thing, Silvestri, is we need the proof by tonight.

If I'm right, you'll get it sooner than that.

Did you identify all of them?

All of them except the girl, the one some way behind the others.

That's our baby and I want her. Find her and bring her to the DA's office.

- Let's go, Giardina. - Right.

- Where are we going? - To investigate our friend Beltrame.

- In the cemetery? - We've still gotta find that nut with a cleaver

and I've got a hunch that it's Beltrame who's gonna show us the way.

Did the TV shot bring anything?

About 100 calls an hour. The operator's going crazy.

- Everybody's seen him at least twice. - Not one good lead, right?

You're Laura Bellena?

Yes.

What made you go to the funeral this morning for Dr. Beltrame?

How is it that you knew him?

(Laura coughs)

I'm so frightened...

...they'll try to hurt me.

But, Laura, no one will hurt you now. Who was it?

But they warned me not to say anything to anyone.

And if I did, they'd hurt me.

There's no need to be afraid now, child.

I assure you, no one will hurt you. Because we'll protect you now, my dear.

And you're not in any trouble, I promise you.

Alright, go ahead, tell me the story.

How did you first meet Dr. Beltrame?

When did you first meet him?

The first time was with my mother.

Three years ago.

But after that I visited his office alone.

I thought he was a good doctor.

(Laura) 'He had me come to the office every week.

'He said it was necessary for a complete cure.

'I didn't even know what was wrong with me.

'But he used to give me something to take as soon as I arrived

'and I'd never remember anything clearly after that.

'Sometimes...

'Sometimes...

'I'd fall asleep.

'Then sometimes I knew he was doing things to me.

'I would try to stop him.

'I'd try, but...

'I was always too weak.

'It was awful.

'I'd try to scream but... couldn't.

(Sobs)

'One time, I remember there being another girl there.

'She was about my age.

'And she was... she was screaming

'and I was frightened

'but I couldn't move.

'Another time

'the doctor wasn't there.

'There was another man with white hair.

'He gave me a pill to take as well.

'And then... he did the same things to me

'that the doctor had done.'

Have you seen this?

Is she the one who was with you in the doctor's office that day?

Did you know her?

I'm sorry, but I don't remember really.

But I don't think so.

I'm afraid I was always so confused at the doctor's office.

I couldn't say anything for certain.

Alright, take the place apart.

Take a look at this, Giardina.

It's all here, everything we need.

Now we've got names for those voices.

- The ones on the tape? - That's right.

It's incredible. He wrote everything down.

It's horrible. Beltrame was a monster.

Completely twisted, vicious, impotent.

He's the one who recruited girls like her

and created the ring.

- He wasn't above raping them either. - I thought you said he was impotent.

He was. He used a bottle instead.

How could anyone do such a thing?

He managed to get them to do any disgusting thing he wanted.

Sometimes he persuaded them. Sometimes he offered them money.

Sometimes he'd beat them until they were bleeding.

Then he began to set up the appointments

for his filthy, vice-ridden clientele.

They're all in here, names, surnames and addresses.

My God, it's incredible.

He wrote everything down!

What's this? A pseudonym?

No.

It's the Minister.

He was a friend of Beltrame's. He went to the funeral.

The Minister was in it.

'Hello? Police.'

- Am I speaking to the police station? - 'Yes. Can I help you?'

Are you still looking for that fella who was on TV yesterday evening?

'Yes, we are. Have you seen him?'

Yeah, we saw him a little while ago, going into an underground garage.

- 'Are you sure?' - Oh, sure.

Yes, we know he's the man, and he was dressed in black, shiny leather.

- 'What's your name?' - I'm Marcia.

- 'Alright now, Marcia. Where do you live? - (Both) In Piazza Matteotti.

(District Attorney) Yes, sir.

Yes.

I'll be in Rome the day after tomorrow and I'll bring a complete report.

Don't worry. Goodbye, sir.

Hmm. I compliment you on this, Ms. Stori.

A job very well done.

And that goes for you also, Inspector.

Excuse me, sir, but the facts in our possession are clear.

We have all the names.

But is there any way to guarantee that we won't be blocked

when we try to bring them to justice?

I think you realize the position is most delicate, Ms. Stori.

You may have names, the kind of big names that we can't touch.

They can't be touched without orders from the very highest authority.

Never is what that means, as usual.

They accuse us of incompetence, inefficiency and corruption.

Then when we really pull a rabbit out of the hat, they cover it up.

Inspector, I think you still have a murderer to find.

Our friend with the meat cleaver.

You get your murderer and I'll try to convince Rome

to take this case all the way,

and I guarantee my job will be more difficult than yours.

(Giardina) Inspector?

What is it, Giardina?

We just got a call. Looks like we may have a fix on butcher boy.

- Excuse me, sir. - Go ahead.

Let's hope you're right.

- Yeah. - I wonder what she did tell them.

Control to all cars. Control to all cars.

Converge on Piazza Matteotti.

Sergeant Topi to Control. We're on Piazza Matteotti.

All four exits are blocked. I repeat.

We're on Piazza Matteotti and all four exits are now blocked.

Suspect hasn't made his move yet.

(Sergeant) 'What do we do? Flush him out?'

This is Silvestri, Sergeant. You just make sure nobody leaves that piazza

and don't let anybody in either.

Alright, get back. Alright, come on.

Come on, get back. Move out of the way. Back up.

Come on, get back. Get back. Back away.

Come on, go back. Move away, please.

What are you looking at? Get back.

(Sergeant) 'It's like we got a full house and no main attraction.'

That's why I want no shooting. Tell the men that.

- Right. What have you got there? - I'm resigning. What else?

Wait a minute. I wanna talk to you.

Well, what's the answer, sir?

(DA) I've already told you, Silvestri.

It would take months to sort out. You know that.

We've got all the names, everything, sir. Here's a list of the men we could indict.

(DA) Come on, man.

You've caught yourself a killer, broken a vice ring,

the whole city thinks you're a hero.

What more do you want? Promotion?

Well, I'll see what I can do, hmm?

What do you say?

I say, "Go fuck yourself."

And I second that.

8,000 MINORS RUN AWAY FROM HOME EVERY YEAR IN ITALY.

ONLY A SMALL PERCENTAGE RETURN TO THEIR FAMILIES.

OTHERS ARE FOUND INTOXICATED OR DEAD

BUT THE VAST MAJORITY ARE LOST WITHOUT A TRACE.

The characters, events and situations in this film are all fictional.

Any resemblance to real people or facts is purely coincidental.