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Look, you can level with me.

I had a bad scene, huh?

- You're missing your cues, that's all.

You gotta follow me.

Don't hastle yourself, mirko.

Everything is okay.

We're so far out, who's gonna notice?

- Thanks, man.

- Yeah. - See you.

Son of a bitch.

Hey.

- What do you want?

Take your hands off me.

- That's cute?

What the hell do you want?

You've been following me for maybe a week now.

I'm sick of seeing your stupid face.

Now what are you after?

- Are you crazy?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I've never followed anybody.

- What are you after, man?

What's your trip?

- Lay off me, will you?

Lay off!

I'm not fooling, see.

I'm warning you.

Are you still awake?

- Yes.

- Good night, good morning.

Whatever the case may be.

- Who was it?

- Nobody.

Never said anything.

The victim had no ID and was stabbed to death

Bye, bye.

- Goodbye, ma'am.

And don't make the same mistake again.

I'd like to see you in my shoes,

- hi. - Hi, Maria.

What's happening?

- Oh, that nitwit

he's always making mistakes.

Sometimes it's really embarrassing.

Keeps giving me that old cripple's mail orders.

You know what kind of mail rambaldi gets?

Swedish pornography.

You wouldn't believe some of the positions.

Italian identity card issued to Mr. Carlo marosi

Hey, Roberto.

What are you doing?

- Nothing.

Why don't you come over here with us?

- Yes, tonight. - Okay, listen.

I gotta tell you what I saw.

- What's that? - An execution

- it sounds gory.

- They're still chopping off the heads there

this poor guy got his hands tied behind his back

and they forced him onto his knees

in the center of this enormous square.

Then, the executioner arrives.

He's got this huge sword in his right hand,

first, he takes the stiletto and jabs it as hard as he can

into the nape of the guy's neck.

The whole body jerks rigid and before you know it,

the executioner's raised his sword,

the neck's stiff, a nice clean cut

oh my god, how horrible.

Who brought him here?

Why don't you tell us what you've been writing lately?

- Alright.

Here's a fascinating story,

something right up mirko's alley.

It's about the funeral of a famous French chef.

The service is attended by cooks from all over the world.

It's a beautiful and moving ceremony.

Just as the coffin is about to be closed,

the mourners sprinkled parsley and paprika

Well, at least that isn't as gory.

I could kill you now,

who is going to help you?

The police perhaps?

You can't ask anyone.

- Nothing.

I couldn't sleep.

- I heard noises.

- I said it was nothing.

- No.

There's something wrong.

You've been acting so strange.

Something is wrong.

These last few days-

- I told you, it was nothing.

A couple of days ago I killed a man.

- What does he want from you?

- I don't know.

That's what's so crazy.

He's never asked for money,

but he threatens me, phone calls, letters, photos,

and tonight he nearly killed me.

I have everything right here.

It's all gone.

That's why he came.

- Are you sure that guy is really dead?

- I stabbed him, didn't I?

Besides it was in the papers the next day.

- Did they give his full name?

- Well, no it-

it just said an unidentified body.

- Maybe it's all a bad dream.

You've been working awfully hard lately.

Tomorrow we can go see enrico.

He's a good friend.

- Yeah?

He's a shrink, too

you think I'm crazy, huh?

- Yeah, okay. Okay. Go to bed.

What was the name of the man you killed?

- This must be his.

- Where did you find it?

On my dresser.

- What are we gonna do?

I can't go to the police.

I can't tell anyone.

What are we gonna do?

- Let's run away.

Let's get away from here.

It's the only way.

Do you know where god is?

- You surprise me, brother.

God is here,

he is there,

and he's everywhere.

And he's fishing down by the river.

Hey, buddy.

You got a 100 lira to spare?

- I've got 50.

- It ain't much but it'll do.

- God.

J“ hallelujah, hallelujah j'

- oh, for Christ sakes, Godfrey.

Godfrey, not god.

What the hell is wrong with Godfrey?

Think of something else to call me,

something less appropriate.

If you're gonna call me god,

at least you can call me god almighty?

- God almighty?

- What do you want?

- Just slumming.

- Slumming my ass.

Mmm, come on.

- How many did you catch?

- Four.

Nowadays the water's so polluted,

they're too pitiful to eat.

You catch them, all you wanna do is

put them in the bed and call the doctor.

Hey, jerk off!

- What I do?

- No, not you.

Not you.

The parrot.

That's my food, jerk off.

That's why he's called jerk off.

No kidding.

Somebody gave him to me.

Said that was the name he was born with,

so I couldn't really change it.

Still, I guess it's not very elegant.

We'll never crash high society

"my dear, I'd like you to meet jerk off."

You've got a problem.

- I'll say.

- You see, I killed this guy and now someone's after me.

- Is that all?

- No games.

- Okay, what happened?

- Put it in your mouth and eat it.

- It's raw?

- It's good for you

higher quantities of phosphorus, protein and all that crap.

- I'm not much for microbiotics.

- Just as I suspected.

The typical victim of the consumer society.

I killed this guy, I didn't even know him.

The police don't know about it,

but somebody else does.

Took pictures of me killing him.

Now they're blackmailing me.

It isn't just anyone.

It's someone who knows me pretty well.

One night some friends were at the house

and I found one of those damned photos

half an hour before it wasn't there,

one of them must have put it there.

- You gonna pay up?

- I got no money.

- What about your wife, you said her family's got money.

- He's not after money.

He's just making my life a hell and I don't know why.

- Nasty business.

Now, take god's advice.

First, get yourself a private investigator

dy

Tail you. Protect you, too.

'Cause if I'm not mistaken, and I'm not,

your life is in danger.

Arrosio is a good private dick.

A bit eccentric, but he's smart and cheap.

Second, get the professor to watch your house.

- The professor?

He's always lying around here in the hammock

we call him professor because of his elegant ways.

He kisses the ladies' hands,

he don't pick his nose in public-

-and I know 1,280 verses from the Bible by heart.

- Let's say, for a thou,

okay, a thou-five a day.

I want you to keep an eye on the house of my friend here.

He's a great musician.

- Hey, you're blushing?

- Who's blushing?

- You're turning red, ain't he professor?

As red as the kremlin.

- If you see anything strange,

like blackmailers, murderers, or the like-

- I step in, right?

- Wrong, you tell us.

- Oh.

- Huh?

- Can I have a fish.

- Oh.

- You, bastard, you!

What do you want from me?

What do you want?

Special delivery.

- Eh?

- I've got a special delivery letter.

I never-

- I'm sorry, I thought you-

- what do you want from me now?

- Nothing.

You mugged me, you tried to kill me.

You nearly strangled me.

What's everyone got against mailmen, huh?

- I'm no fool.

Besides, all the evidence I've got here,

I saw you.

That's right.

Yes, exactly.

In cash.

Look, I don't care why you're doing it,

I'm only interested in the money.

And don't try any funny business or I'll go to the police.

You know the playground in the park?

I'll be waiting for you there.

If you get hit once,

you hit back twice.

Stop acting like a baby.

Stop crying.

I never wanna see you cry.

Amelia.

Help. Help!

- Hey, there's someone in there.

- What's the matter? - Help me.

I'm locked in and someone,

someone is following me.

- Don't worry, I'll climb over.

Hurry, hurry.

It's too high, lady.

I'll go over to the main gate.

No, please don't leave me.

They're going to kill me.

- Nothing is gonna happen. - Yes, it will!

Oh, please!

Oh my god, no!

- Hi, Roberto. - Hi, Dalia.

How come... my little cousin

is taking a vacation.

She's going to be staying with us for a while.

- Look, if I'm a nuisance, I'll go.

- Don't be stupid.

I'm delighted.

- Dalia, come and listen to this story

it's called "the rape of Frankenstein" or

- why right now?

- She just showed up.

Would you rather I send her home?

- Yes.

No, it's okay.

Keep dropping in without warning.

What's more, the maid's disappeared.

I haven't seen her since this morning.

- This Austrian psychiatrist is giving the baron a low down

on why his monster's so bloodthirsty.

It's cause he's got no sex life.

Consequent homicidal impulse.

The baron figured this head shrinker

knows what he's talking about,

this time his monster's gonna have, uh, sex appeal.

Unfortunately the baron overdoes it,

and the first thing the monster does is try to rape him.

The baron escapes in the Nick of time,

but he is bugged by the thought that

maybe his monster is queer.

No way.

Down in the village the word is out.

The Frankenstein monster will rape anything in sight.

The local farmers scour the country side,

and so does the local schoolmarm,

not a day over 70,

she rip off her bra and panties and rushes out.

More willing than able

to sacrifice herself for the sake of science.

That's ridiculous.

- What's with you lately?

- Nothing, why?

- Come on, Roberto.

Something's wrong.

You didn't even show up for rehearsal today.

- I was busy.

Yes, that's right.

Yes, I see.

Yes, certainly.

It was the police.

They found the maid with her throat cut.

They said

Tomorrow I've got to go to the police station.

- I'm scared.

They're out to get us.

They want to kill us.

I don't know how you can stand living here,

knowing that there's somebody coming

and going to do whatever they want.

Spying on you, following you,

just waiting to kill you.

- What can I do?

- You've got to make up your mind.

Either we leave here, or you tell the police everything.

- You just remember one thing,

as frightening as it sounds, you think about it.

I'll get 15 years.

- Hey.

See you at my place, huh?

Yeah, well, I think you will be there.

I'm pretty fed up with things, see.

I read the newspapers too, you know.

This time someone really got killed, right?

I wanted a son, not a weakling like you.

What have you done now?

You'll end up in an asylum.

Asylum!

- Did they steal your cat?

- Yeah. - So it's true.

Last night I saw someone run across your garden

with a cat wrapped in blanket.

A black figure.

Look what I got to remember him by.

I tried to stop him and woke up 15 minutes later.

- Hmm?

Hey.

- This way.

Look, the bread we agreed on,

I decided it ain't enough.

And here, you can have your toy back.

I've had it, see.

First, I've got to play dead.

Okay.

Then I got to risk my neck with this nightly visits.

And to top it off, that disgusting business with the cat.

But now, the real killing,

okay, so she found out.

Did you have to kill her?

We made a deal, sure.

Nobody said anything about murder.

Ni

- Oh.

Can I help you?

- No.

I guess I made a mistake.

I was looking for arrosio, private investigator.

- No, no, wait.

Private investigator.

- Oh.

You see,

well look, never mind.

- No, no.

Don't go.

I'm waiting.

- But it's a bit risky.

- Oh, yes.

And you're thinking,

this fairy is gonna jump on a chair and scream bloody murder

if he sees a mouse.

Huh, right?

- Yes, that's what I thought.

- Oh, you heterosexuals.

I don't suppose you've ever had a homosexual experience?

- Let's forget it, man.

- Yes.

We're men, too, you know?

- That's very comforting. - Mm-hmm.

Who's paying?

You?

- A steak, three sandwiches, two eggs and a bottle of beer.

- Guess he wasn't hungry.

- Thank you.

- I'm not sure I believe you.

Your story is awfully shallow.

- I can't think of a better one.

- You know, this case is a real challenge.

Fortunately, the odds are in our favor.

- The odds? - Exactly.

You see before you a fully fledged

highly qualified private investigator

with an extensive knowledge of modern science

at his very fingertips.

And in spite of this,

in three years of honest practice,

I haven't solved a single case.

- Not even one?

- Not even one.

Interesting, isn't it?

- I suppose so, but it might mean-

- it means this.

Statistically speaking,

one of the most impressive records of failure

A record like that couldn't possibly last.

I could just sit in my office and wait

for the criminal to show up.

- Please, don't do that.

- Oh, no.

I'll take a very personal interest

in your case.

- What do you want?

- Please, inform the mailman

not to leave any more of this filth at my house!

- Had any trouble with your wife?

Other women, maybe?

- No.

- Oh.

Any money in your family?

- No, nothing.

- Your wife, maybe?

- Well, she was left a fairly large inheritance.

- Oh, haha.

- What do you mean "oh, haha"?

- Oh, nothing.

Just "oh".

- Look, you don't think...

What have you written there?

- Nothing, just notes.

Okay, let me off here.

I'll contact you by phone.

They've been in there half an hour.

"Get thee out of thy country."

Genesis, 12:1.

- Commissioner, leave me with my husband?

I'm going with them.

They showed me pictures of the body.

- Mrs. Tobias. - It's all right, I'm coming.

Listen, you can stay here if you want,

but I can't take it anymore.

I'm not coming back to this house.

I've got to get away.

- I've made a decision, too.

Sticking this out is better than going to prison,

so I'm gonna stay here.

But you're right.

It's better for you to go.

Visit your relatives for a while

but give me a call now and again, huh?

- Whatcha standing there for, huh? Oh, no. I quit.

- I'm leaving tonight.

Why didn't you go with Nina?

- None of your business.

- Don't get excited

it will all work out, you'll see.

- All what?

- Nina told me the whole story.

Everything.

Don't worry, you know you can trust me.

- Sure.

- Besides, Nina was so upset, she needed someone to talk to.

- Okay, so, now you know everything.

Have any bright ideas?

- Yes, first thing is a nice hot bath,

to relax you.

Then you can think about it.

- Don't miss your train, Dalia.

- Oh, come on.

I've got some relaxing bath salts.

- I don't want a bath.

- My god!

You really gave me a fright.

I'm soaked through.

Come on.

Sit up, and I'll massage your back.

No, stop it, please.

It's out of the question.

You know it.

You know, besides being cousins,

Nina and I are very good friends,

but I'm not sorry we're making love.

Kinda sick, don't you think?

Like letters, things sent by the the blackmailer.

Photos of you, your family, friends, addresses,

anything you can find.

- Everything is right here.

- Oh.

About 100 photos.

- The whole works. - Thank you.

Oh, the missus, I suppose.

- No, she's a friend,

- good evening. - Good evening.

I've got the wallet.

Right over here.

- Nothing, just a nightmare.

You missed your train.

- I have an idea it's not the only one I'll miss.

- No, it's impossible.

Psychopath with probable split personality

behaves in a perfectly normal way in everyday life

suspects: Mirko, professional envy; Andrea ;

No, no, no.

- Hello? - It's me, arrosio.

No real news, but I was studying the photographs

and I've noticed a strange physical resemblance.

Well, it may be a red herring.

I'll tell you another time.

Oh, by the way,

I wanted to let you know you may not hear from me

for a few days.

- Okay, bye. - Oh, hold it a minute.

Sorry.

Does this name ring a bell?

- No, never heard the name before?

- Okay, bye. - Why?

- Yes, it was a form of paranoia.

In its early stages,

it was characterized by violent outbursts.

I would definitely described it

the patient was here for three years.

After the father died, all symptoms

of emotional disturbance disappeared.

It was our opinion that the patient was completely cured.

However, there is one important point

I would like to emphasize.

We suspected that the man was not the patient's real father.

- Oh.

- Roberto, telephone.

- Hi, honey.

Okay.

No, no news.

No, I'm not leaving.

I've already told you.

Looking for something?

- Oh, hello.

I was looking for you.

- Yes.

- I immediately thought

I need to rent the place to carry on

but nobody else ever comes.

- No. - Really.

- Is that so?

- I'd hardly tell you a lie.

- Oh, no.

I believe you.

- Hold on.

Our friend's leaving.

- Thanks for everything.

- Don't mention it.

Telephone me sometime?

- Okay.

Excuse me.

Sorry.

- Pardon me, sorry, excuse me.

Excuse me, thank you.

Congratulations.

You guessed right.

- I was right.

- And I've actually established

that in 4000 years of civilization,

there have been only had 230 years of peace.

Incredible, isn't it?

- Look, Andrea.

I'm just not in the mood.

What did you want to see me about?

Nina telephoned me.

She pleaded with me to convince you to join her.

- I see.

- Hold on and listen for a minute, will you?

I don't know why, but she's terribly worried about you.

Why don't you do what she says?

- No, not exactly.

- You want your marriage to break up?

You wanna see Nina to end up like Maria?

Ll

Well, she wouldn't want me to tell you,

but the fact is, Maria is in love with you.

Has been for years.

She never got married, never bothered with other men.

She waits, in silent adoration

like a little dog.

The victim's name was Gianni arrosio,

police are probing into the man's "particular friendships."

- Ladies and gentlemen,

note the beautifully finished interior.

None of that cheap old-fashioned satin.

No, siree.

Nothing but the best.

And I'm happy to announce our special offer to any person,

god forbidding, who should pass away

during the period of the exhibition,

we have a discount of 25%.

- Make it 50 and we got a deal.

- Some place you picked to meet.

- I did it deliberately

seeing all these worms make a living out of death.

It kinda knocks the fear out of you, right?

Let's face it,

everyone has to die.

That's the commercial necessity.

- Excuse me.

Could I have a light?

Thank you.

- And if that's not enough,

I keep having this dream about an execution.

The strange thing is during the dream,

it's as if I were living it.

- Very kind.

- Like maybe its a premonition.

Or an omen.

Can that sort of thing happen

or you think I'm crackin' up?

In a night vision."

- Exactly.

Take my advice.

Things are really serious, more serious than we imagined.

You should go to the police.

- Sure, then I'll go to prison for the rest of my life.

Step right here.

Let's try for size.

Is that alright?

- It's a bit narrow.

- Oh, I can assure you none of our customers

have ever come back with a complaint about

- it's a bit gaudy.

Someone obviously suffering from paranoia

is playing a game with you.

I can't figure out why.

I think someone is trying to drive you crazy

before finally killing you.

-Another charming idea, but what about the other murders?

- Something must have fouled things up.

Someone probably caught on,

realized who was persecuting you,

and that's why they got murdered.

The murderer began to enjoy killing.

He probably thrives on the blood,

the torture of a human being.

The killer is a homicidal paranoid.

Cases like that commit the most horrendous crimes

for what appear to be most insignificant reasons.

Why don't you try taking your wife's advice and clear out

- where to?

You think that would solve anything?

- I don't know, it's worth a try.

You'll end up in an asylum.

I wanted a son, not a weakling like you.

If you get hit once,

you hit back twice.

No, not at the moment.

No, it's impossible.

Is it important?

Okay, I'll tell him to call you at home.

- Okay, play it back.

- A girl phoned before.

She says it's important you telephone her at home.

Mrs. Tobias.

- Yes? - Excuse me.

We intend to carry out series of tests on the victim.

I was wondering if a member

of family would like to be present.

Her parents hardly seem in the condition-

speak to my husband.

- Won't you come this way, please?

- I want to have a test performed on the girl's eyes.

It's been recently discovered

that the last image seen by the victim before death

is retained for several hours on the retina.

It's a very difficult procedure

but it is possible to photograph this image.

Experiments carried out in Germany,

United States, and more recently in Italy

have had surprisingly good results.

In some cases it's even been possible

to distinguish the murderer's face

at the very moment he committed the crime.

What are they?

- They look like flies.

- Yes, you're right.

That's exactly what they look like.

- Yeah, that's one solution, but don't leave the house.

You choose your own territory,

lock yourself in and hold out.

Sooner or later, he'll show up,

and you'll be ready and waiting.

But it's gonna take a lotta guts.

You got guts?

- I guess I'll find out.

- Okay.

I'll keep in touch.

- Hello? - Yeah.

How's it going?

- So far, so good.

Nothing's happened.

Do you want me to come over?

It might be easier if-

What are you doing?

You scared me with that gun?

What are you doing here in the dark?

- For a second I thought...

God, Nina, you showed up at the right moment.

Why didn't-

- quick, you got to get out of here.

Now, right away.

- Listen, I decided that I was wrong.

Somebody has to stay here with you.

- But not now.

Look, I can't explain.

You got to get out of here, understand?

In the morning, Nina,

come back in the morning!

What's happening?

I'm waiting for someone.

Now you go out that door and you run,

you run to my car.

It's parked at front.

Now here's the keys.

Ll

You got in that car and you drive.

You just drive.

Just go, okay?

Now go.

Go, I say!

They look like flies.

- I'm a goddamn fool.

I sure didn't have to look far, did I?

- What are you doing?

You're crazy.

- Take your hands off me.

All of a sudden, you're so clever.

Who'd have expected it?

I want you there.

I want so badly see you die slowly,

- Why?

- Why?

Because you're so much like him.

First shot got your arm.

I've suffered, too.

My pig father!

Did you know?

He brought me up as a boy.

He felt cheated because he'd had a girl.

He dressed me like a boy.

He did all kinds of things to me,

for years and years.

But I disappointed him.

Because I never reacted like a man would.

He said I was crazy.

And my mother,

she died in an asylum.

He put me there too.

Three long years.

Do you know what the doctors said?

They said I was deranged!

How could they know

I didn't have time to get my...

To get my revenge, because he died on his own!

He died before I could get him,

I had to find someone else who could pay in his place.

Pay for everything he had done to me.

I had to get my revenge!

When I met you.

I,

You look just like him.

I knew I'd kill you!

- Stop!

- I came here as quickly as I could.

- She's crazy.