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A four minute wait isn't
actually very long...

It usually takes at least ten.
-Well? What are you doing here?

If you're waiting for the machine to give
you a blowjob too, you'll be waiting a while.

This is an old model.
-This is a broken model...

I selected 'very sweet' and the
stupid machine made it bitter.

We consume too many calories,
why do you need sugar?

What is this experiment?

Those?

They're usually very peaceful in their
area when they have enough space...

They follow their natural leader,
without resorting to violence.

He's coming to do his inspections...

Son of Frankenstein.

Giacomo Boata, do you know this morning
your amount of mistakes is equal to 30%?

What are we going to do, blonde nipper?
There are two options...

Either you're on drugs or
you're whacking off too much.

Watch out, otherwise I'll thrust
you into the test department.

And I'll break my balls.
-Break them...

I want to see who breaks them better.
Look there.

He's breaking.

I break.
You break,...

...he breaks.
We break...

If I broke, then you'd break,...

...they break.
I'd break...

I will break.
We'll be broken.

Holy cow.
What have you done?

I told you, didn't I?
-I'm sorry, I just didn't believe it.

Did you see which one started it?

No, I wasn't paying attention.

There's always one who
starts biting the others...

Sometimes immediately and sometimes after
an hour or two, according to the type...

It would be interesting to know
who, and why they start biting...

May this happen to people as well?

Who knows...if someone puts them
in a cage.

A tough kick! This way!

Come on!

A tough kick! Come on! Go!

A tough kick for me, come on!

I go.
-Go and make a tough kick, go!

Watch this pass.
-Go and make a gol!

Gol!
-What a fucked gol!

My car?
-Are you sure it was here?

Yes, in front of the sign.
-I'm coming.

It was here.
Hey, listen...

What's wrong?
-What happened to my car?

Who's seen your car? -I'll smash
your face in, you got your 300 Lire.

Cut it out.
-Take your 300 Lire and go to hell.

Look at that son of a...
-Leave him, what can you do?

He's not worth it.
-That scum.

Cool! Where did you get it?
-Let's not make bullshits!

Get in, you bloody Southerner.
-Do you want to walk back?

Get in, come on.

We're trapped.
-Yes?

Throw away that Lancia!

Stop.
-Look what they've done.

Open your door.
-Why? - Open it!

Come on, girls.
Try to be more careful...

Where were you looking?

Who gave you the driving license?
-You smashed up our door.

Come on, let's pick it up,
help me.

Did you hurt yourself?
Nothing broken, I hope.

Fuck you! -You fuck off!
-Come on!

My bike!
-Hey, wait for me.

My bike!
-You can keep the Ferrari.

Stop! -You've got the car.
Now, where are you going to stick it?

In your ass!

And now let's analyse a problem
before getting on a practical...

...example of settings in Cobol
language, ok?

A set of rules called A to solve
the problems of C...

...is a solving algorithm...

...if, for every D with A, the rules
in question describe clearly...

...and unambiguously the first
step to complete.

And they go on to say, after M steps,
which is the N plus 1 step to make...

...and the last step furnishes
an element of R plus B.

Precisely the result we are
looking for to resolve the problem.

Clear?

What is he saying?

It's our horoscope.
He said we'll all go home soon...

...and they're using the machines.
-What, machines!? And us?

Do you still believe in horoscopes?

I'd like to know if
you have any questions?

Excuse me, engineer...
-Please.

I'd like to know if the rules for A can
be combined with a series of dates...

Where A is equal to 1, 2 and T...

Would it affect the problem
surrounding P-T, or not?

Very good, commissioner Santag�.
I admire your perspicacity...

Very good.

But the commissioner's question is a bit
premature, we'll discuss it next time.

It's only going to be you
and him in the next lesson...

No one understands a fucking thing.
-Thank you gentlemen, till tomorrow.

Goodbye and thank you.

Liste, excuse me, do you know...

...how long does this course normally last?
-Twenty days, usually...

But with you police...
I don't know.

We'll see.

Thanks.
-You're welcome.

Mr Mainardi, we've solved the
robbery of your Mini Morris.

Have you found it?
-That's right.

Magnificent, and they say the
police is always sleeping...

Well, you've got that electronic brain.
-This time it was easy.

It was in the square, when everyone
left it was the only one there...

Exactly where you left it.

You don't say.
-I'm telling you.

You know, in all that chaos.
-It was a bad day at the stadium...

Forty injured, one dead
and three serious injuries.

I left earlier.

You know these supporters running amok.
-I don't think it's the fans...

Today, football matches have become
an excuse to vent, shout and raise hell...

Not the adversary, but their own bad luck.
-That's a very interesting theory.

However, we only went for the match.

Is my car still at the stadium?
-Sure, don't worry...

It's locked.
-Thanks.

See you tomorrow.
-Goodbye.

What are people thinking sometimes.

Right...
Who knows what they're thinking.

Wait for me.

Listen, Mainardi.
There's a meeting later, remember?

It's important no one is missing.
-What meeting?

The meeting of the syndicate to discuss
the renewal of our contracts.

There are enough of you.
What have I got to do with it?

What are you saying?
You've been acting strange lately...

What's wrong?
Are you sick?

That's it.
You need brains for this job.

We're always under pressure.
-It may be the stress, the exploitation...

...but I don't want to stay
here a moment longer...

I don't give a fuck about the contract.
It's enough that I work here...

Any more and I'd blow the place up.
-Forget that bullshit...

The syndicate has very different ways of
fight to impose the worker's rights.

You know, you're really pissing me off.
-Listen, don't play smart with me...

If you want to go your own way,
that's your own damned business...

Remember, I never liked your type.
Understood?

Forty injured, one dead and
three seriously injured...

Not bad.

I'm not interested in this case at all,
but you know how the boss is...

When he gives you a case,
there's nothing you can do.

He's stubborn, his arteriosclerosis
worsens. Then I know these delinquents,...

...these sons of a bitch who play with
provoking people, I know them well!

If you know them then
there's no problem anymore.

Look, if you take someone from that
scum, you're always right!

I just need 24 hours and I'm going
to lock in all the three of them!

Who tells they were three?

It's written here on the report.

I've been already digging around...

Immigrants, Southerners.
The cancer of Turin.

Bravo, little commissioner.
Dig, dig.

Tell me, smart ass...

Why did they kick you
out of the flying squad?

Because I use my brain.

Look, we've got grey
matter in the North as well.

No, I meant the electronic brain.
The one at the station.

What else did you think?

Bloody Southerner! There's nothing
to do...

Sorry.

It's nothing.

Bastard!

I'll kill you!

Let's follow them, he'll kill
him if he catches up with him.

He won't kill him.
-Where are the traffic police?

They're busy with their shoes.
-Their shoes?

They only supply them
with the uniform...

If they don't buy their
shoes they go barefoot.

Let's go.

Tell me, smart ass...

Why did they kick you
out of the flying squad?

Stop.
I surrender.

Excuse me...

Were you here when they
stole the Ferrari yesterday?

Was it your car?
You don't look like the type...

Don't be offended.
I'm just saying.

Don't be offended.
-Cigarette?

No thanks, I don't smoke.
-Just take one, come on.

I've never smoked.

If you insist.
-What were they like?

Who?
-The ones who stole the Ferrari.

I've never seen those three before.
It's chaos here on Sundays...

When they open the gates they all
come running out amok like lunatics.

Were there three of them?
-Three...

...hundred thousand.
Don't you read the papers?

There were a hundred thousand.

I'm coming.

50 Lire?
You gave me 50 Lire...

What am I going to do with 50 Lire?
Stop.

Thief.

Is this yours? - Sure, come on,
get in.

Hi Vito.

What's under my cheeks is mine,
isn't it?

In my opinion there's only one way:
to blow the factory up.

Look, I spent all day between finance
and PS. My balls are about to explode.

You should see their faces...

It's a gallery of smart asses!

Who are you telling? This morning, that
asshole of director said to me:

"Giacomo Boata, do you know what
the machine's saying about you today?"

"That your mistakes are equal to 30%. Look,
I'll thrust you into the test department".

Watch out!

Learn to use your brakes, idiot!

Come on! Get in! Let's go away!

Close that door!

He would've killed all three of us.
-But I'm the one who killed him.

No...

All three of us killed him.

Dario.
Three drinks.

Hi, honey.
-Hi.

If you're here it means I'm late.

Roast's in the fridge.
I'll see you tomorrow.

Listen, they won't fire you if you
don't go to work to the hospital today.

No, but they'll lower my grades.
I've got exams in October, you know.

I know.
I'm glad it's Sunday tomorrow...

...so we can be together for a while.

I'm sorry, my love.
I've got a shift tomorrow.

Fine.

Listen, did you get the car?
Is everything okay?

You're okay, right?
-All okay, naturally.

God, it's late.
See you in the morning.

Alba.
-Yes?

When are you doctors on strike?
-Next week, I think...why?

To screw.

Phew.

Phew...

Mr Santag�.
Are you still here?

Listen, did they give
you the truck driver case?

Yes, and I have to say I'm enjoying it.
-Why?

It's obvious it was politically motivated.

The deceased had quite an
ambiguous past, so to say.

Excuse me, but didn't they kill
him because he didn't give way?

Appearances.
Only appearances...

In the meanwhile, I'm digging.

In my opinion you're in the wrong job.
-Me? Why?

You should've been a gravedigger.
-Fuck off.

What did they write?
-Let me read it!

According to what some passers told
the license started with Turin R6 or R86...

Opinions are divided over the
make and colour of the car.

He tried to kill us.
Even if the police get us...

In your dreams! If you kill someone
brutally you're a monster, don't you know?

If they catch us they'll pin
all their unsolved cases on us.

Look at that idiot.

I've read everything...

What do you say?
Are we in trouble?

We don't have to worry
about the license plate...

The newspaper says R6 or
R86, but yours is L96.

Do you still believe the newspapers
at your age, greenhorn?

It might be a trick by the police.

Wake up, mugs.

I'll see you later.

Bye, greenhorn.

What? Are you still here?
And the terminal...

It's better that way...

I'll scourge you this time.
I'm going to report you severely...

I want to see if the factory
council will oppose...

I'm sorry, I made a false step.
-I'll scourge you indeed!

I'll show you who I am.
Got that?

Good morning, commissioner.

My dear friend.
How are you?

I'm sorry, I asked the director to
let me disturb you for a moment.

If I can help in any way.

This is the 158, right?

Yes, it's written there.
-Sure, I see it.

It's nothing important.
A little experiment to keep in practice.

The course is going so quickly,
and we have exams soon.

What do you care?
You'll all pass anyway.

Yes, but it's not that...

I like to understand everything.
Always going deeper into things...

You understand?
-Sure, I understand.

I was wondering if this machine could
tell me exactly within how many weeks...

...number 42 will be drawn at
lottery wheel in Palermo.

I'm an old player.
What can you do?

I've been trying for three months.

I have all the relevant data,
I hope it's not too much trouble?

I'll get in a lot of trouble if I do this
-Why?

The machine's in operation.

No, there are still two
megabytes of memory free.

Okay.
Let's try.

Thank you.
You're very kind.

I always thought cops
only knew how to shoot,...

...use thruncheons and read giallo
novels.

You know what they say back home?

When you get to the top, enjoy it.

By the way, they finally caught them.

Who?
-The car thieves.

My car wasn't stolen.
You heard the brigadier.

Right... Not your one.
They stole a Ferrari and a motorbike...

There were three of them.
-Three?

Who were they?

Scum. The usual immigrants.

I always said it.
-What?

We have the most efficient
police force in the world.

Thank you. I'll let your compliments
be know.

What does the computer say?

"Go fuck yourself"

What's that?
Is it speaking in dialect?

No, it's in place of...

...saying data incomplete, or program
incorrect, I taught it myself...

Don't you find it amusing?

Very amusing.

It breaks the monotony.

Right.

The monotony, sure.

Do you think I go to work for
the city cash?

It says no parking, what are you doing?
Do you conciliate? -My ass!

Mind how you talk to me, kid.

If you saw me coming why didn't you
tell me? This is the third in four days.

Look.
You can't wait here...

Want me to call the tow truck?
-Call who the hell you want.

He doesn't care.
Very well.

Who are you?

Here's your cousin, who married that
widow called Donna Angela...

Here're some relatives, your third
cousin...

Didn't you promise to me that anybody
would have come here, did you?

Who are all of these ones? That's
impossible!

Here's Giovanni.
-Nice to meet you.

Here're other relatives, all of them.
-What? Still other people?

Relatives from my grandmother's side,
be patient until they find a job...

A house is as large as a master
wants!- That's true.

It's large but it's cold here, there's
no sun, it's always raining!

Why did you come?
-My dear, to eat!

They have to find their own way.

Ok, let me have a rest for a while
on my bed.

Here're some other friends.
-What!? On my own bed!

That's crazy after 8 hours
of work!

I've to go out.

What? I wanted to tell you about
when we were kids...

Good night.
Don't forget the light, boy.

You're a pig! That's what you're!
Also Giulia saw you getting out of...

...that bitch's house!
-You're crazy! I was going elsewhere.

That's not true, I've got the proof.
I can't stand people laughing at me!

You're a pig! I've married a pig.
-And I married a sow!

What are you hinting at? -When I
married you, your pussy was so wide!

Beast...

You're a beast.
-Shut up, assholes!

The light, boy.

Evening.

What are we doing tonight?
-I'd say a good pizza and good night.

What a great thought!
Pizza and mandolin.

Stop it. -Look, to have fun tonight I'd
have to blow the Mole up at least!

Look over there.
Not bad.

Being so cold she'll be frozen inside
for sure, you'll need an ice pick.

You just don't want to pay.
-Hey, I've got the money.

What are you doing?
Paying for women?

A hooker.
-Women are just women...

You just need to know how.

Hi.

Discounts for groups.
-Sure, sure.

You don't want to burn my top.
Only 20,000 Lire for all three of you,...

...it's against inflation, as government
wants, but show me some money first.

We'll show you something.

Get your hands off, you rude.

What's going on?

We're trying to work here.
Get out of my balls, you stupid!

Run away!

Got it?

Come on!

Clear off.

That one, my friend...

You're going to stick it in your
own balls!

Help!

One ZY at the municipal square...

I say again, one ZY at the municipal
square...

Roger. Two minutes for Gamma 3.

Roger, Gamma 3. Affirmative.

Santag�, what are
you doing around here?

Did you hang him up yourself?

Yes.
Do you like it?

This time the political
motives are clear, right?

In what sense? -Libel and offence to
the sacred traces of the Nation, right?

You joker.

Have you finished taking photos?

Call the station.
You, get to work.

Which direction are you digging now?

I'd dig a grave for you.
-Good, good.

I want to know which stores
closed last this evening...

Find out, quickly.
Let's get a move on.

Hello.

Hello.

What kind of animals are we?
-I don't know...

You won't believe this,
but I feel a bit strange today...

Don't you?

We left a lot of traces everywhere.
-Who cares?

They don't have us on file.

I really feel different today; yet I
was expecting to feel some little remorse...

Especially for the hooker, poor thing...

Don't you?

No.

Pity.

What do you mean, strange? They've
just settled the scores, as usual.

They don't usually hang them
in the piazza, they hide them.

Delinquents.
Mentally sick...

Santag�, we're trying to work.
Why the hell are you getting involved?

Do you have any suspects?
Any clues?

We've arrested twenty people.
-But no trace of the killers, right?

Listen, we don't care if they're
killing each other.

What do you mean, each other?
What if this was the so called...

...educated blameless people on
a killing spree?

Excuse me, Santag�...

You don't think you've been pressing
too many buttons on the computer?

Who knows?
Anything's possible.

Anything's possible, eh?
-Excuse me.

For me, look, the petrol should
cost 1000 Lire for private journeys...

This way, you can finally
promote the public transport.

Clear roads and health for everyone.

We can't go on like this, we
can't walk anymore...

Have you seen?

I'm completely crazy by the
time I get home in the evening.

Do you want to go swimming?

No...
We want you to have a swim.

Outside.
-Get out or I'll kill you.

What are you doing?
-Run away, have a nice walk...

Have a nice walk.
-No, stop!

That's my taxi!

People are so strange nowadays.

They're certainly quite nervous.

Luckily, we know how to respond.

Let's hope we find one.
-They've been waiting half an hour for us.

Here's one. Taxi.
-Oh my God, how late it is.

Thank God.

Good evening.
-Good evening.

Via Silvio Pellico, thank you.
Five.

What's happening.
-Don't move or I'll shoot.

Is this a kidnapping?

No madam, it's a lay.

With a pistol?
-Shut your beak!

I'm scared.

Don't put up a struggle.
It's not worth it.

So?
Do you want to play a little?

Come on...

Let's see what you're capable of.

Come on.

Be brave.

Go on.

Help.

Stop!

Help!

Help!

Stop it! Have pity!

Oh my God!

Good evening.

Are you looking for someone?

No?

Well?

Come on, help me.

Wait.

Nothing in here.
-Look here.

Here's something.
-Give me.

It's his pistol license.
-Where's the pistol?

I don't know, perhaps the killer took it?

Michele Correnti, he was a taxi driver.

They even stole his car.
-Maybe.

Hold on to me, commissioner.

Thank you.

Something tells me the
worst is yet to come.

Listen, Santag�...
-Yes?

Who forces you to do it?

What?

You're paid to work seven
hours in an office...

...from 8 am till 3 pm.

But you're always around.
-Am I disturbing you as well now?

No, what's that got to do with it?

If I were you I'd be at
home under a hot duvet...

Preferably in good company.
Don't move, you. - Ok.

You know, when you get old...

...you need a lot of other things.
You sleep less, as well.

Anyway, call the station, Tamarolli.
Alert the magistrate as well.

Yes, sir.

They're reporting a serious incident
in a construction site close to here...

Sounds like some people have been killed.
-Looks like you've struck lucky...

If that's the case, let's partner
next time you play the lottery. - Sure!

Hello, central station, point out
the area.

Did you see their faces or not?
-Sure, I saw them well commissioner...

They were standing in front of me.
Two young bad guys...

One of them had dark hair.
Dark curly hair...

...and the other one was blonde,
with straight hair.

Straight, like a goat, I mean the
blonde one.

You stupid, do you know who one
of those woman was?

A politician's wife.
-Poor thing.

My condolences to the politician.
-Let's continue.

So, we said...
Look here.

The mouth was oval, like this.
-Yes.

These were the eyes.

Yes.
-And the hair.

Perfect, perfect.
-The moustache was...

Look at this.
This?

No, no.
-Very well...

Let's try this.
-No, no.

No.

This one, perhaps?

My grandfather had one like that.
He was always stroking it, commissioner.

Okay, okay.
Let's continue...

Look at this one.

Like this?
-No.

What the hell did it look like?
-I didn't mention a moustache...

I've always had a moustache.
For twenty years, look...

Let me show you...
-What an idiot!

I've had it for twenty years.

Look at him.

He's unrecognizable.

I didn't recognize you in your glasses.
-Have you read the papers?

We've got Lazio on Sunday.
We'll teach them another lesson.

Look, if we win 3-0 like last time,
I promise you we'll all get laid...

Smile.

Have you seen the headlines?

The kindest one says: "The police
are incapable." And they're right...

Public opinion is upset and now
we've got a politician's wife...

I want the killers.
Immediately.

We have the identikits, and we're
checking political ties to the underworld.

We've got two thousand agents
searching the entire city.

We're showing the witness photos of
suspects with previous convictions.

The usual bullshit...

Can't you do anything else?
Don't you have any new ideas?

I've got an idea. -You're still
here, so you didn't leave.

What is this idea?
Without wasting time, naturally.

It came to me while I was
pressing some buttons.

Nothing...
"Ecological", so to say, crimes.

I like that one.

Here...

Listen closely.

These are just a few examples
I collected from the archives...

"For a quarrel about a parking lot,
shot dead as he leaves the cinema."

This happened in Milan
four months ago...

"A supporter killed by a bullet
in his mouth after a match".

I haven't finished...

"Man hacked to death by a machete in an
argument over who had the right of way."

There's another one.
Listen to this...

"Criticised for slapping a student..."

"A teacher has killed a headmaster
with seven shots from a revolver."

Will you please get to the point?

It's a question of us
obstinately believing...

...that a crime must have a motive:
Jealousy, money, business...

These were all people who had no interest,
or intention of killing so far...

We've arrived at a point where just one
wrong word, a poking, a stare, a snub...

...and we can all become murderers.
-Ecologically speaking,...

Who have you killed apart from that kid?
-No one else, for now.

It's bullshit.
You're wasting time.

I'm the one who's wasting
his time talking to you.

Watch what you say.
You might get caught once again!

More than that?
No...

Do you think you're better off than me?
You know very well how hot that seat is...

...with all this going on.
-I forbid you...

You're so scared you're
crapping your pants...

Why don't you admit
you're crapping your pants?

Are you crapping your pants or not?
-Stop busting my balls!

Get out!

Get your butts off those seats.
Come on, to work...

Make yourselves useful,
I want these killers, and soon.

Shall we grab a coffee?

Yes?
-Is that you Santag�?

Yes, it's me.
-Listen, I'm sorry for before...

I was thinking...
Nothing official, naturally...

I can't replace Tamarolli on the case
unfortunately... -Of course.

If you might happen to feel like...

...work in parallel to him at all.

If you could come to a rapid
and clean solution...

Something that will hush the press
up, as well some higher names...

Then this thing could be official.
You could avoid the transfer...

...and you could join
the flying squad again.

What is it for?

What is this thing?

I don't know.
You'll have to ask my wife.

Ovidio, there's a note here.
-Yes, it's hers...

It says the roast's in the
fridge and she's on night shift.

And little kisses.
Did you read it earlier?

No, I know it off by heart.

That asshole always writes the same
things and she doesn't even realize.

Phew...

You look like death warmed up.
-It's easy for you to be happy...

Your photo isn't in the paper.

I'll smash your face in so you
don't look the same anymore.

Look.

This...

...is me.

Don't you see it's me?
Your don't look like it so much...

...but this is me!
-Fuck off, Peppe.

There are lots of bloody Southerner
faces like yours in Turin...

Who's going to think it's you?

There was no need for it.

A politician's wife.

You screwed the brunette as well.
-We were only meant to fuck though.

Ok, guys.
Whatever happens, I'll take the blame.

Look, you immigrant, I don't give
a fuck about anything.

My ass! Either we're all in,
or we're all out.

Well, seeing as Peppe
is shitting himself,...

Let's just go back to the usual
pizza and nothing else.

Why? What happened?
-Nothing in particular...

Can I talk to him for a moment?
-Sure...

...but watch out, commissioner.
-Why?

He's very unpredictable.
-Very well, thank you.

Good morning, Mainardi.

Can I talk to you for a moment?

I've done some great work, but I
can't finish it without your help.

Tell me.
What is it about?

Aren't you feeling well?
-No...Why?

As well as I can be stuck in here.

Here...

It's all in here...
All the winning numbers since the start.

This time the machine
won't tell me to go to hell.

The lottery.

Sure, why else would I come here?

As long as you won't
get into trouble over it.

Of course not.
We're not slaves.

Excuse me.
-Go on.

It's you dear, why are you calling?
Has there been a strike?

No, you fool.
Listen, something serious...

The head physician has invited us over.
-No? The head physician?

What is he serving for lunch?

A neoplastic tit stuffed with balls
affected by orchitis?

My wife's a doctor.
Don't get the wrong impression.

Stop kidding. You know very well
this is a very important thing.

These ones, doctor?
-Yes, those.

Something important?
What is it?

Take them to the lobby.
I'll be right there.

Well?

It's for the exam as an deputy
head physician.

You want to knock him out, it's not
enough for you to win by a split decision.

Come on, stop it and listen. We've
been invited for a hunting on Sunday...

...in his estate and please don't tell
me there's the match of Turin soccer team...

...because that's my career now. It's time
you make some sacrifices, don't you?

Aren't you enough for mr head
physician?

Listen, given that there will be the other
candidates with their wifes this Sunday,...

...I'll go there together with my
husband, that's that.

Agreed. Understood. Don't get
worked up. That's that.

Don't you find women a real
pain in the ass nowadays?

No...

I've always found them sweet,
adorable and well disposed.

Where did you work before?
In the vice squad?

An old policeman has seen a lot.

Excuse me, professor.
-Please, dear.

Did you notice the difference
between what the x-ray's showed...

...and what we found inside the patient?

Yes, I saw it professor.

Technological aids are supposed
to facilitate all the surgeons' work...

...but too often they
lead us abtray.

That aorta appeared small,
well delineated in its limits...

Instead, what do we find but an aneurism.
-Yes, but it was in the posterior wall.

A pneumomediastinum would
have put it in evidence...

...but these things ought to have done
before operating a heart.

Knowing it was you who
was going to operate...

...they didn't feel such
precautions were necessary.

Instead, the operation lasted
longer...than expected.

Have you worked here long?
-Four years.

How do you find it?

Divine. Did you see the nice colours
upstairs in the engine room?

It's all sky blue.
You can see it from all the windows...

It's makes me feel like
shitting on everything.

Why?
What's missing?

Space, freedom, air...

I feel like I'm in a cage sometimes.

You're not the only one.

I'm different.
-How?

Very different.

I won't resign myself,
like you commissioner...

...to stay here and press buttons.

Mine's an old story, someone has
to get the dirty end of the stick.

All that could change though,
If I get my hands on...

...those two sons of
bitches I'm talking about.

I'd go back to the flying squad.
Shit, I'd go straight back...

Even with this damned leg injury.
-Who would these two men be?

Strange types...

People who kill for no reason.

Two monsters.

You think so as well.
-This society produces everything...

Why shouldn't it
produce monsters as well?

Right...

Why not?

A cigarette?
-Yes, thanks.

Very nice.

It's silver.

The purest.

Thanks.

Mr head physician first.
-Thanks.

Shall we have a little competition?

Just to liven our hunting up.

Such as? Professor.
-Timing and a steady hand...

...are the best skills for
both a surgeon and a hunter.

Let's split up.
We'll meet back here in an hour...

Whoever gets the most pheasants wins.
-Wins what? Professor.

There's only one thing you can win...

The satisfaction of being
better than the others.

To our health, my dear.
-To yours, professor.

I tell you I saw them.
-Who? Alba?

I was opening wide the door
of the death chamber...

She was on her knees in front of the
catafalque. -That's how she rises the score.

Hey, damned murderers!

Help!

I said get undressed.

Come on, get undressed or I'll kill you.

Help!

Help me! Murderers!
Someone's shooting at me.

Someone's shooting at me.
I can't go on. -Let us see.

Did you really shoot him in the ass?
-Yes, you should've seen him.

What a satisfaction.

I think you're insane.

We're all insane.
They'll get us.

You look a little down, Southerner.

Hello, what a bizarre return.

Good evening.
-Are these your fellows?

Why?
Don't you like them?

We're leaving.

No, why? My wife will tell
us the rest of the story now.

If they find out it was you,
you were better off killing him.

A crime of passion. You'd have got
not a little exposure!

Good evening, lady.
-Good evening.

See you tomorrow.
-Bye, Ovidio.

Why did you do it?
Tell me.

Just to ruin my career?
-No, it was a joke...

If I ruined anything it was
the professor's backside...

I did it on the spur of the moment.

The spur of the moment?
You're insane...

Completely insane.
How?

I've been working my guts out for
ten years to improve our situation...

To me it was worth all that work
as long as I could at least have...

...some of the things other people have.
I want those luxuries...

...and you risked it all
over a stupid stunt like that?

A pathetic joke.
An insane joke.

What pleasure did you get shooting
him in his bum? Tell me!

I don't really know.
-You couldn't care less...

About me, or my career.
Our life.

I don't give a damn.
-Sure...

Sure, you don't care...

You've spent the last four years pressing
buttons in that damned factory of numbers.

I like numbers.
-I don't want to see you again...

You've ruined my life.
You've ruined my entire life...

I can't take it anymore.

Are you working tonight?

No.

Pity...

It had to be tonight.
-Why?

I'm indisposed.

Joker.

How old is he?

Sixty one, I think.

He's really got you under his thumb.

Listen, I'm not under anyone's thumb.
Sure, I've slept with the professor...

...but it's normal.
My career depends on him.

If that's why you shot at him,
you're a real fool.

And they say you women are
held back in your careers.

Yes, it's true.
That can make things easier.

This is your third and final warning.
-Where can I go?

You've got eight days to leave.
-No, I've been here for twenty years...

...and I have the right to a home.
-I'm not interested.

If you're still here in eight
days we'll have to use force.

They stated the building may collapse.
-The owner never spent any money on it.

Listen to what he has to say.
-Are you Giuseppe Nania?

Peppe?

I'm talking to you.
Are you Giuseppe Nania?

Don't move!

Peppe!

What are you doing?
Why are you running away? Stop!

Stop him. Stop!

Stop him!
Watch out, he's over here!

Talk!

Come on, talk!

You've got a clean record...

Whatever you've done,
If you talk you'll get off lightly.

Why did you try to run away?

Say something!
Lie to me but say something!

Talk, bloody Southerner!
What have you done?

Bag snatching?
A little robbery?

A little kidnapping?

Try to remember.
If you talk now we'll go easy on you.

I guarantee it.

Come on! Anyway we'll come to
know it sooner or later.

Do you know that we'll come to know?

But it'll be worse later! Right!
Because you won't even have...

...the extenuating circumstances
due to a confession! understood?

So you'd better talk, right now!

Take him away!

Wait for a while!

It's you, isn't it?

It's you, isn't it kid?
Come on, confess.

This is why you ran; you've got
those two women on your conscience.

Santag�, will you stop bugging?

I only need a few hours.
Try to keep him here, if you can.

You come with me.
-On your command, commissioner.

Well, lieutenant?
Shall we keep him here?

Take him away!

Hey, what are you doing?
-He's feeling ill. Walk! Come on!

Be quick! Open that door!

He's really insane! Did he run away
from a mental house?

Look at him.
He's out of it.

Open it, quickly.

Bless his soul.
He killed himself.

It was him.
-Yes, it was him...

He was shorter than the other one,
the black haired one.

One of the raping murderers hangs himself in prison
Here you are, sir. -Thanks.

For my wife. She's a deputy head
physician from today on, you know.

Congratulations.

He did it for us.
So he wouldn't betray us.

He did it so he didn't have to
pay the bill, and he succeeded...

If he was alive they would've
interrogated, charged and sentenced him...

They can't touch him if he's dead.
-Where are we going?

I'm going to celebrate
my wife, you go to work.

Didn't you read the papers?
That guard can identify us.

What do you care?
He didn't see you.

I always said it: everything or nothing.
Peppe's gone, now it's our turn...

If this is the last day then
I'm going out like a lion, holy cow!

Look, that kind of talk has always
been had by who could afford...

...hundred years like a lion!
It's true, I'm telling you.

Okay, I can go back to work.
But you?

What will you do?
I...

I've run out of cigarettes...

Do you mind?

Two packs.

What time is it?

Is it evening already?
-No, dear...

It's only ten in the morning.
It's a splendid day.

Congratulations, deputy head physician.

Trifle, my favourite.

I prepared a surprise for you
to celebrate as well.

Yes?
What?

I'm not on night shift anymore.
-That's splendid.

Yes, Mr husband...

Do you know what my little salary is now?
-No, how much?

It's a lovely little sum.

700,000 Lire.

We're almost disgustingly wealthy.

Hello?
This is Ovidio Mainardi, Via Zara, 16.

I called earlier.

We can finally move house,
buy a Mercedes...

There's a new model out.
-Magnificent, dear.

Yes, it's for my wife.

For me?
What is it?

Don't worry about the price,
I want the best you've got.

What is it?

One moment.
What size are you?

42.

Yes...

Yes, of course.
The interior must be satin-lined...

...and a mink border.
Great.

Yes, very elegant.

It's a fur coat.
You're such a treasure.

By the way, the head physician has invited
us to his villa at Cortina for New Year eve.

Yes, of course...
The exterior in very light walnut.

My wife was the deputy head physician
at the Villa Christina hospital...

Yes, it only seems right.

It amply reflects her prestige.

Arsenic.
-Yes, of course, you'll like it.

Sorry, what did you say?
Lined with zinc?

He says it's better.
Much better...

Do you mind it lined with zinc?
This way the worms won't get in.

...in the cake.

Some rat poison too.

Yes, a lot of flowers as well...

Red roses, she liked them a lot.

For the inscription, write...

"Doctor Alba Severini in Mainardi,
a woman of great virtue..."

"An unforgettable companion.
Chaste and faithful."

"Great scientist."

"She lived in the city but she
always loved the country... "

"Her inconsolable husband."

Good morning, sir.

Had a good rest?

What are you doing?
Did you forget the highway code?

Shall we see if there're some articles
you've been not infringed so far?

Parked illegally on the pavement...

Blocking traffic,
occupying a public space...

It's 40,000 Lire in total.
But for you...

Let's make it 35.
What do you do?

Do you conciliate?
-Yes, of course.

One of the raping murderers
hangs himself in prison

Alert the central station to send
someone to her address right away.

I told you that kid was a bit strange,
you should've arrested him before.

We're a little strange today.
Let's go. Come with me. -Go.

Can you give me something please?

Life's very hard, isn't it?

Help!

Let go of me!

Move! Walk!
-What do you want from me?

Get out of here!
The director's working today!

Call someone!

Stop or I'll shoot!

Come on, touch this cable.

Go on, touch it!

No!

I said touch it!
Go on, touch it shithead!

Touch it!
-No!

Drop the gun or I'll shoot.

Bravo, commissioner.
You took your time...

...but you got there in the end.
-Drop the gun, this game's over.

Not even in my dreams.
-I said drop the gun.

Go on, shoot!
It's your job, cop, isn't it?

Great...

You hit the jackpot.

Son of a bitch.

The patient investigation
carried out by me and my colleagues...

...has been crowned a success.
Please.

Thank you.

We can now consider this
case definitively resolved.

Why did you shoot him?
Couldn't you have arrested him?

I'm not at liberty to discuss the case further
due to the secret of investigation, as you can guess.

I don't think we have any more to say.
Thank you and good work to everyone.

What do you usually do in the evening?

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