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THE KILLER IS STILL AMONG US

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- Hey, I think I saw someone.
- Relax, there's nobody.

You're always seeing things.

Besides, I'm here
to protect you.

- Come on, let's make love.
- OK.

- Hello?
- Cristiana?

- Hi, Chiara. What time is it?
- It's eight.

- The killer struck again last night.
- What?

Probably the same guy from that double
murder you're doing your dissertation on.

It's another couple
killed while making love.

- I'm sure it's the same maniac.
- Hold on a second, I'm still half-asleep.

- Another murdered couple, you said?
- Yeah, my dad is already on the scene.

Some police guy hauled
him out of bed.

I'll give you the location.

All right, I'm on my way.
Thank you.

Come on.

Come on, search. Good dog.

I have to tell Chiara to stop
babbling everything to you.

Me and Chiara are good
friends, Professor.

Besides, you know I've been studying
the 1974 case for my dissertation.

I must know if we're
dealing with my killer.

"Your killer"?

You'd throw your dissertation away if
you had seen these two poor bodies.

I'd never expect you to
talk like this, Professor.

You taught me a criminologist
must study a murder in depth.

That's what it takes to understand
and prevent further crimes.

Yes, yes, naturally you have reason.

It's just that I don't think it's a good
idea to study this case for your degree.

- Professor?
- Yes?

We found this.

Ah yes, a common medication used to
restore the balance of the nervous system

Anything you might want to note down
on the killer's psychological profile?

Of course, Inspector. Allow me to introduce
you my best student, Cristiana Marelli.

- Pleased to meet you.
- Charmed.

- Where are they taking them?
- Forensic science laboratories.

Doctor Alex, please show her the
two bodies from last night.

A pretty girl like yourself
is interested in the dead?

Standard training for a surgeon.

Pretty much the same for
an aspiring criminologist.

- Follow me.
- Yeah.

- Where are the bodies from last night?
- Drawer two and three.

- Seen enough?
- Yes.

- I looked like a fool.
- Oh no, don't worry about that.

Just imagine the number of
bodies I see every day.

But the state those two kids were in,
well, it almost made me puke my guts out.

- Hey, you like gialli?
- Yeah.

I got two tickets for tonight.

Before we take this any further,
you must meet my parents first.

Well, if you put it
like that, I give in.

Good, I'm counting on it.

My mom will find you adorable.

We could always go to my place,
considering I'm an orphan!

All right, I'll come. Mothers usually
find me pretty likable, you know?

Good.

- Where are your parents?
- They live in Rome.

It's my first time
with a doctor.

I mean, you guys sure know
how to use your hands.

- I like you a lot.
- I like you too.

But those murders, love. ..
please forget about them.

What does it matter now?

You know my dissertation
revolves around murder.

Cristiana, listen to me.

You better change your
subject, trust me.

I don't see why I should. The
murders took place in this city.

Let me do my work
in peace, got it?

I must go to an appointment now.

- See you later. Bye.
- Bye.

- Let me show you something.
- Yes.

The exact same marks.

Every gun leaves a
mark on the casing.

It's just like a fingerprint.

You can't find two
identical ones.

This is one of the bullets that
killed the couple in 1974,

and this is one
recovered yesterday.

Then I was right,
it's the same killer.

The same gun, at least.

UNIVERSITY OF FLORENCE -
CRIMINOLOGY INSTITUTE

The bullet entered here, under
the right shoulder blade.

Then it destroyed the heart.

The girl was hit in the chest.

Seven bullets, all on target.

Two in the heart, four in the
lungs, and one in the liver.

Each would have been fatal.

He must be an
outstanding marksman.

He fired basically point blank.

A few centimeters
from the victims.

This guy seems to know the
human body very well.

I've heard this joke
of yours before.

Did your cop friends
find out anything?

That the killer is just one.

Like I said, there can't
be two identical maniacs.

- Ready to go?
- Yeah.

How do you do?

- Hello Cristiana, hello Chiara.
- Good morning, Professor.

"Our killer is probably an average
man living a normal life.

Someone of great moral standing, whose
skills with blades, or actually scalpels,

seem to point our suspects towards
someone in the medical field,

or perhaps an engraver, a
butcher, or a tannery worker."

- As you wrote it.
- Don't you agree with me?

You forgot to
include boy scouts.

Those lads are good with knives.

Seriously though, the
killer could be anyone.

The victims didn't have enemies.

No betrayed husbands nor
jealous lovers involved.

Our culprit is a homicidal
maniac who'll strike again.

The rest of your paper
is just bad literature.

- See you tomorrow, Cristiana.
- Bye.

- Mom's waiting home for you, Chiara.
- Bye.

Not here, for god's sake.

- He practically destroyed my work.
- No, he's just a bit grumpy.

You know how my dad is, some
student probably drove him mad.

Don't worry, everything
will be fine.

- Thanks. Talk soon, Chiara.
- Yeah, bye.

Yes, hello?

- Hello?
- Drop it...

Who's speaking?

- Hello?
- Drop it.

Who's speaking?

Hello?

Why are you so sure the call had something
to do with your work on the murders?

I don't see what else I could
be threatened to drop.

Maybe it was a prank, or somebody
who got the wrong number.

Would you have listened to that threat if
you hadn't been working on the murders?

I guess you're right. Sorry
for bothering you, then.

- It would make sense, to be honest.
- Excuse me?

Dropping your research, I mean.
Choose another subject.

Leave the investigation
to us professionals.

Oh I see, you really
want me to drop it.

Aye aye, commissioner.

Excuse me.

- Hands off, for god's sake!
- Move it!

Who's that guy?

A pig with two degrees, one who gets off
watching couples make out in their cars.

A voyeur? Perhaps...

No, no way, we're not going out
looking for peeping toms.

Come on, I can't do
that all by myself!

I know they hold meetings
in this weirdly-named bar.

The Devil's Tavern.

- Drop it.
- Say that again.

Drop it!

So it was you behind
that stupid phone call?

Just stop it!

DOCTOR FRANCO M. BENINCASA
- GYNECOLOGIST

My name's Cristiana Marelli, I'm here
for the four o'clock appointment.

Thank you.

The doctor's ready to see you, Mr.
Vicini.

Are you sure about this Dr.
Benincasa being a voyeur?

Yeah, a policeman told me.

I thought gynecologists only saw women.

DR. BENINCASA - POSTGRADUATE
DEGREE IN PSYCHIATRY, UNIV. OF FLORENCE

This way, Miss.

I think the man who went in is another
perv, and he still hasn't come out!

Excuse me, is the older gentleman
who went in still with the doctor?

- He used another door. Follow me, please.
- Yes.

- Miss Marelli, I presume?
- Yes.

Have we already met before?

No, I don't think so. I...

I've found your name
in the yellow pages.

Oh, I see. Wise choice, then.

You can undress, if you please.

You can do it in the back, unless
you need to use the bathroom first.

I... I've come for psychiatric reasons.

Ah, I understand.

It's odd, seeing the yellow pages only
list me under the gynecologists directory.

Well, that's my
problem, you see.

I say a lot of things that turn
out to be nothing but lies.

- Are you married?
- No.

I live alone with my mother.

I don't have time to waste.

Why did you come here?

Now I remember where we saw each other.
It was at the police station.

Correct. I'm writing a
criminology dissertation.

I'd like to hear your opinion on
the couples-murdering maniac.

Get out!

Out!

Your friend left, she
wasn't feeling too well.

Yeah, I had to go to the pharmacy to
get something for my stomach cramps.

- Didn't that creep's nurse tell you?
- Yeah, she did.

- How did the visit go?
- Badly.

He became suspicious right away.

Hey, would you like to come with me
to the voyeur bar tonight?

Gee, I can't tonight.

What about tomorrow?

Sure. See you tomorrow, then.
Bye.

THE DEVIL'S TAVERN

- I have a two and five.. .
- Sweep.

Got some good cards tonight...

Eyes on the cards, you chump.

- What'd you like to drink?
- A coke.

You new 'round here?

- Who sent you?
- Benincasa.

- Benincasa is driven.
- By what?

Gee, you're clueless.

A driven guy is someone who pays a
scout to take him to the juiciest cars.

- I'm not talking about Indian scouts,
ya know. - Yeah, that I figured.

Hey, Birri, this lady was
sent by one of your clients!

I have no clients.

Who's that guy?

Why do you care? He's
not in the mood anyway.

Come back later for this
kind of information, doll.

My shift ends at one.

I know everything
about everyone.

There's gonna be a general
strike tomorrow. I'm free.

What do you say?

Yeah, good. One of these nights.

Why don't you act as my
scout, you up for it?

Three hundred thousand lire.

I only have one
hundred thousand.

I didn't imagine it'd
be so expensive.

Deal, but only because you're new and I'm
fed up of being the only woman around.

Keep quiet.

We're here.

You guys ready?

Almost. Gimme a second.

Well?

Just a second.

Ok.

Listen.

Let's go.

Go on, have a look.

Come on, let's go.

Off my bike, bitch.

Don't come here again or
there's gonna be trouble.

Oddly enough, it feels like I'm
hearing what you told me...

You won't believe me, but I've been on
the verge of doing this so many times.

On the verge of telling you the truth.
My relationship with Bob, everything.

No! No! Help!

I want the money back at once.

What's the point of being rich
when you're old and ugly?

I didn't want to wake
you up when I got back.

It's almost nine now, aren't
you going to university this morning?

Oh, crap.

I had to meet my
psychology teacher.

Guess who I saw leaving that voyeur bar?

Professor Leonardi himself.

Chiara's father.

If only that poor girl knew...

Guess he was on a research
trip just like you.

You were both there at the
same time, after all.

I never thought of it like that.

We were probably following
the same trail.

Do you use your left
hand for everything?

- Bringing work home, huh?
- No, I forgot to throw them away.

I had an autopsy on a
poisoning victim last night.

Bad mushrooms, they said.

Turns out it was strychnine.

Did you read the
news, Cristiana?

- What do you think?
- About what?

Look, two more victims.

It says he mutilated
her body with a knife.

I don't understand why they
haven't caught the killer yet.

He must have had blood all
over him, like a butcher.

What's wrong, Cristiana?

I must know.

I have a terrible feeling.

Cristiana?

Hello?

Who?

Ah, right, of course I remember.

It'll be my pleasure, doll.

Come tonight and I'll
spill the beans.

- Good. See you tonight, then.
- See you tonight.

Hey.

There's a classic horror on the
telly tonight, I can't miss it.

Have to go back to the
lab real quick first.

Set the table while I'm out.

By the way, I lost the house keys,
can I have yours to make a copy?

Sure.

Here's the chicken. It only
needs to be heated up.

I didn't know you were free tonight,
I have an appointment later.

It's a friend of
Professor Leonardi.

A big shot psychoanalyst.

- He's got a theory on the killer.
- On who?

The couple-killing maniac.

The people call him the monster.

The people, right...

The monster! Enough already
with this dreadful story!

Everybody's obsessed about finding
out his identity and his motives.

And why he killed those
girls instead of...

But what monster?! This guy is
just a deranged maniac, dangerous.

Somebody who needs to be
locked up as fast as possible.

Without all this sordid
publicity surrounding him.

Only if a candidate fails to get the
majority of votes in the first round.

Let's now move to the
events of the day.

Police have been questioning
the man for six hours,

though they have yet to charge him.
This is his picture, his name is Birri.

It's him.

It's him. It's Birri, the
man I saw last night.

...and with other voyeurs...

Yes, he knew that girl I met.

...the man is an
ambulance driver...

- It's him, it's him !
- Him who?

Don't you get it, love? He's the
murderer we're all looking for!

It's the end of this nightmare.

I knew the culprit had to be among
the customers of that place.

I was getting a bit too
paranoid, you know.

I was starting to
suspect everyone.

Benincasa, Leonardi...

I even suspected you.

But the TV just said this guy
hasn't been charged yet.

Well, yeah, that's
what the TV says.

I mean, they must have caught
him for a reason, right?

I'm meeting that creepy place's bartender
tonight, not the psychoanalyst.

I'm going later, after the film.

Why don't you come with me?

The killer's been caught,
what's the point now?

Come on, I could always use some extra
material for my dissertation.

And we can go after
the movie, after all.

- Ok, I'll come with you but I won't go in.
- Ok.

I must go to the lab now.

- I'll be back in half an hour.
- Yes.

It was three men. Are you able
to describe them, Michael?

Yes, of course.

Of course I can.

Tell us what they looked like.

You remember their
faces, don't you?

Yes, naturally.

Go on, give us
their description.

Well, right now I can't...

I can't remember.

Alex?

You better hurry, the
film's already started.

I'm sorry, but you'll have to
resume your questioning later.

- As soon as he'll be able to remember.
- Who knows when.

I'm sure this man will be able to
give us a description, though.

- What about his eyes?
- He'll remain partially blind.

- How long will it take?
- About two months.

We'll resume the courtroom
hearing in ten minutes.

Your Honor, I...

Help!

Help me! Help!

Help! Help!

Help me!

Cristiana, open up!

We didn't kiss any more.

Cristiana, it's Alex!

You know what I did?

Why didn't you open it?

How? Did you forget I
gave you the keys?

I was so scared I took
this before going out...

Crap, the film's
already started!

You'll see, dear, I'll make
you forget everything.

Half an hour, you said.

Don't you worry about the
money, I'll take care of it...

Some things take a damn
long time, you know.

Have you ever been here?

No. At least, I don't think so.

- You really want to go in?
- Yes.

I want to learn something
else about this Birri.

Anyone there?

Who's there?

Hello? Is anyone there?

Anyone there?

- How's your hand doing?
- It's fine.

You did a great job, by the way.

I don't think the killer is that
poor ambulance driver they arrested.

Your psychological profile points to a
totally different individual, after all.

A monster with that modus operandi is
someone who feels above common morals.

A remorseless individual who deems himself
a god, unleashing punishment upon people.

He seems to be inspired by
certain ancient Mediterranean,

pre-Christian sacrificial rituals
found in agricultural societies.

I also felt a vague, let's say,
female signature in the killings.

Have you ever considered that
the killer may be a woman?

A witch, perhaps.

Anyway, I did suggest you to
change your dissertation subject.

There's no way this story will
end with that ambulance driver.

We'll learn it soon. The real killer,
whoever it is, will strike again and again.

Each new murder at
shorter intervals.

Oh, go to the devil...

Cristiana, over here!

What a bastard! It looked like
he wanted to run you over!

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, it's nothing, I'm fine.

- Here.
- Thanks.

Come on, let's go.

We're running late,
Antonella's waiting for us.

- Here's the bride!
- Finally!

- So, how do I look?
- You look gorgeous!

- And you look so white!
- Turn around!

- You look fabulous!
- Thanks!

Is Antonella ready?

The first duty of a man is to
learn how to wait patiently!

I know too well about that!

Did you guys already have sex? It's the
only wait to avoid unpleasant surprises!

Yeah, just not in a bed. It was
worth it, even if we did it in a car!

Alex?

Alex?

I guess I'm destined
to frighten you.

I didn't expect to find one
of my wannabe patients here.

Who were you expecting to find?

Doctor Alex, of course.

Since I had to come here for work I
brought him two boxes of Norzetam.

What's that for?

It's something used to
balance the nervous system.

When you're in constant contact
with the dead, it's a necessity.

Doctor Alex isn't here.

He decided to leave since
he wasn't feeling too well.

I saw his car parked outside.

That isn't faring too well
either: the battery is dead.

- Alex left on foot?
- No, he took one of the ambulances.

Don't mention it
to anyone, please.

Two of your esteemed citizens are
pressuring me not to take this case...

Alex?

Yes, Your Honor, those two.

I won't stand for that.

Alex?

I really won't, is that clear?

Crystal.

The hearing will take place tomorrow
morning at nine o'clock sharp.

What's the rush?

Because it's always
been like this.

Got any more questions?

Alex?

Why is everyone so keen on
sending that man to prison?

He and his family have never
been part of this town.

- They never integrated.
- That's not a crime, as you know.

It's up to me to decide.

What about our man's
two brothers?

I object, the question
is not pertinent.

Besides, there's still much to
prove about our defendants.

Objection sustained.

Alex?

Alex, you here?

Hello?

Hello?

Alex, is that you?

Who is this? Alex?

- You invited your uncle to the wedding?
- Yeah, he's a good man.

I can already picture
the gift he'll give us!

Come here.

She was so happy...

It's just not fair.

It's not fair at all.

BIRRI RELEASED

Leonardi was right, Birri
wasn't the killer.

You weren't home last
night, but the TV was on.

I was sick.

I had a massive headache.

Every time it happens,
I have to walk it off.

With an ambulance.

You're a talented sleuth!

Yes, I took the
ambulance to go home.

Then I went out for a two-hours stroll
since I wasn't feeling any better.

Satisfied with my alibi?

Why are you taking Norzetam?

I... Hey, how do you
know about that?

I stumbled upon Doctor
Benincasa, your creepy friend.

You know, the guy who once
threatened me with a letter opener.

Your obsession has become
a little pathological.

Do you still think I
could be the murderer?

You actually believe I could
be such a grisly killer?

Oh no.

Would I sleep with you if I did?

Who knows.

You. .. do you believe in seances?

I don't. Why?

Is this your new obsession?

Chiara believes in
them, you know.

She's organized a seance to
summon Antonella's spirit,

and have her tell us the
identity of her killer.

Chiara means serious business.

The deputy DA will
attend it as well.

What a load of bull.

That poor girl was sitting in a car
at night, what could have she seen?

Nothing more than the flash
of the killer's gun.

- Perhaps not even that.
- It's possible.

Maybe the dead can see what
they couldn't when they lived.

I'm going. Will
you come with me?

- When?
- Tonight.

We were supposed to go to
that Hitchcock screening!

Talk about obsessions.

You're prioritizing a stupid
movie over Antonella's death!

No! Not her death, but over this
ridiculous seance of yours!

I don't think it'll
be ridiculous at all.

I'm still going, no matter what.

- You're not coming?
- No, I'm not.

Antonella...

Antonella...

Can you hear me?

Paolo?

Antonella?

Antonella?

Antonella...

Paolo!

The girl...

The girl!

The girl!

The girl!

He's using a scalpel!

He's left-handed! He's using a
scalpel with his left hand!

Alex...

Alex...

Did your hear him, attorney?

It sounded like a new murder.

I also sensed a tent...

He's been murdering
them right as we speak.

He's killed two more victims.

Cristiana, where are you going?

Did you go to the
museum this morning?

I did, twenty minutes
after the heist.

They robbed the main hall.

I think the robbers were after
something in particular.

Looks like a theft for hire.

I am sure it was an inside job.

Someone who knows the
museum perfectly.

Who do you think
could have done it?

I had the same question for you.

Got any ideas?

No, I'm still in the dark.
For now, at least.

If they want to sell the items,
they'll ask you for an estimate.

You better be real careful.

Wise words. I've never
been a rat, though.

They left a dead man
in their tracks.

A dead man?

Nobody told me about that!

Well, I'm telling you now.

They offed the watchman.

All for a few antiques.

They'll have a hard time
trying to sell those.

I can't believe it.

The world is going to shit.

It really is.

I'm glad I was able to leave
town while I still could.

Excuse me.

THE KILLER IS STILL AMONG US.

THIS FILM WAS MADE AS A
WARNING TO YOUNG PEOPLE,

AND WITH THE HOPE IT WILL HELP POLICE
CATCHING THESE BRUTAL MURDERERS.

ANY SIMILARITY WITH REAL EVENTS OR
PERSONS IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.

Subtitled by Francesco Massaccesi