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'Cynic, krysa a p�s� '

To je piaty alebo �iesty dnes pre�.

Hej, Tanzi, ako to m� niekto ako ty odobrali v�etko, aby upravili zlo�inn� rom�ny?

Doesn't it get to you every time you hear a siren?

Listen, you've been asking me for six months...

Aren't you tired of asking me the same question?

Screw you, jerk!

So you figured out who the killer was this time...

You must have been a real hotshot Inspector.

Come on, I'll give you a ride.

No, thanks, I'd rather walk, and get some fresh air...

Even if the air in this city stinks so bad it hurts.

- Did you repair the light? - I forgot, I'll take care of it tomorrow...

- Don't worry. - Sure you will...

That damned light has been broken for three months.

I'll call the electrician this time... I promise.

I hope so.

'15th October 1976, announcing the murder of Leonardo Tanzi, son of a bitch and cop'

'15th October 1976, confirming the escape of prisoner Maietto, Luigi; alias The Chinaman...'

'The incident occurred at 22:00 local time during a TV show yesterday, 14th October'

- Atelex, Commissioner. - Thanks.

Call Tanzi immediately... 631-499

- Hello, this is Astalli - I knew you were going to call.

Then you also know the Chinaman escaped yesterday...

Listen, Tanzi, there have already been two robberies in the city...

There's a protest in the city so I can't send anyone to protect you...

It would be better for everyone if you took a break for a while.

You have a great gift, Astalli, you speak your mind...

It's no skin off your back, the Chinaman isn't after you...

He got a life sentence because of my testimony.

Don't take it like that, I'm just saying a rest might be a good idea...

Hello? Hello, Tanzi?

Find out what's happening.

Don't move.

The Chinaman sent me, he doesn't get his hands dirty for an asshole like you.

Go to hell!

What's going on? Someone call the police!

'Former Inspector Tanzi murdered by two hitmen'

'Morgue'

- Any new leads in the case, Inspector? - No, nothing.

- One more question, when's the funeral? - There won't be a funeral...

Tanzi's body will be taken to Soriano Nel Cimino and buried in the family tomb.

If you'll excuse me, I'm very busy.

- Here's your newspaper, Chinaman. - Have a seat.

'Former Inspector Tanzi Murdered The investigation continues'

Investigation, my ass! Dario, come here.

You did well...

Look at this, I want to know if you think I've been ripped off...

Do they look like cheap fakes to you?

These aren't fakes. They're real diamonds!

- Really? - They're great.

- We did a good job. - Sure you did a good job.

And I'll show you how much I appreciate it...

Give it to your broad. You give it to your wife.

- Holy shit! - It looks great!

Salvatore, you didn't do a damned thing, here...

If you behave properly you'll get one as well next time.

Di Maggio's here.

Listen, Dario, I brought a bottle of French champagne, it should be cold now...

Bring some clean glasses as well.

- Hello, Chinaman. - Hello.

Isn't it a little risky hanging out with police looking for you?

No, just as long as you weren't tailed there's no problem.

Speaking of tail, after three years, how are you making out?

What do you care? Let's talk business...

- Want one? - No, thanks.

Let's talk business.

I heard you want to go into business with me?

You heard right.

- Do you know lawyer Marchetti? - I've heard a lot about you.

- Have a seat. - Thanks.

Of course you've heard about the Chinaman...

When they caught him, he kept his mouth shut...

And he didn't betray his friends.

You did well, and I trust you like a brother...

You don't forget these things.

Talking of brothers...

That's why I asked you to come here...

Because it only seems fair that when two brothers love each other...

They split their business fifty percent.

- You're kidding. - No, I'm not kidding...

- It's a good sign. - Tell me something serious.

We'll unite our forces. What do you say?

Fifty - Fifty.

Twenty.

You're a tough one...

Let's make it thirty.

Yes, okay.

Cheers.

'Customs'

- Seems like a waste of time to me. - You can think what you like...

But I assure you it's better for everyone this way.

Take it, it's for that blue 128 (Fiat)

When you get to Geneva, speak to Steiner, he knows you're coming.

Thanks, Astalli...

Even if it is absurd that I'm the one running away like a thief.

Forget about the Chinaman, forget about everything, and have a nice holiday.

Can you move your car. It's illegally parked.

- What time is the first train to Rome? - At nine fifteen, the fast service.

- Anyone around? - I'll be right there.

- Can I help you? - I need to buy a present for my teacher...

- I heard you have some good prints. - We're interested in the old stuff.

- Where's the money? - There's no money here.

Where's the money? Asshole!

Come on, tell us...

We know you withdrew 2000 lira from the bank this morning.

- Hand it over or he'll cut you! - It's there, behind the curtain.

Keep an eye on him, Cappuccino. This won't take long.

Uncle!

- What did they do to you? - Leonardo!

- Drink this. - Thanks.

- Then you... - I told you last night...

My death was just a hoax. Shall I call a doctor?

No, I'm better now. You know, they stole all my money...

They've ruined me, Leonardo. I needed that money to pay the mortgage...

- They've ruined me! - Would you recognise them?

I don't know, those sons of bitches all look alike.

Wait, one of them was called Cappuccino, it might be his nickname.

- See you later. - Bye.

- Good evening. - What can I do for you?

- A room with a bathroom. - A room... Let's get something straight...

No women allowed, no mess, no shooting up, and no eating in your room...

I don't give a fuck about the rest, as long you pay.

- You don't waste words. - Precisely.

You're a pretty one.

Save it for someone else, blue eyes, there's one more rule...

You pay in advance here, that means now.

A whiskey.

- Listen, have you seen Cappuccino? - Yes, this morning and I drank it!

That's a good one!

- I'll show you, you slut! - Leave me alone, Nicola, don't touch me!

Shut up, fool. Be quiet or I'll bust your jaw!

Come on, let's go. Nicola will teach you to be smart...

Talking bullshit.

You like hitting women, don't you?

- Is he your friend? - Yes.

Look out!

- Let's go. - No, you should get out of here...

- Otherwise he'll kill me. - You don't have to go with him.

Then where do I go? I'm not going back to Milan...

I'm broke, I need a place to sleep, some food.

I'll take care of that. Come on.

Here, have a look...

- See those marks on the shell? - Yes, well?

- They were fired from two different guns. - Commissioner, it's for you.

- This is Astalli, who's speaking? - Tanzi.

- Where the hell are you? - I'm in Lausanne...

Listen, do you have any news about our friend?

- I'm busting my balls here. - You'd better not come back to Milan...

The Chinaman is still at large. Not only that...

- Seems he's moving up in the world. - Yes?

Yes, my informants tell me he's working for Di Maggio now.

- Who? Di Maggio? - Yes, Di Maggio, an Italo-American...

- Drugs, strip joints, extortion... - Listen...

- It all goes through him. - I understand...

I feel sorry for you, it's your problem this time.

Just keep me informed. I'm staying at the London Hotel.

- In Lausanne? - Yes, in Lausanne.

Bye.

Listen...

Trace this call.

- Where were we? - This confirms my hypothesis...

- That there were two guns at the scene. - Excuse me.

- This is Astalli. - The call came from a hotel in Lausanne.

In Lausanne? That's impossible, look...

Yes, Inspector, Lausanne, Switzerland.

Yes, thank you, okay.

How much did this bastard steal from us?

Nine million... Nine million, four hundred thousand.

Nine million.

Nine million.

Very well.

A million for each ball seems fair to me. What do you say, asshole?

Does that seem fair?

Mr. Di Maggio... One of the Chinaman's men is here.

Come here.

You might like to see what happens to anyone who tries to screw Di Maggio.

What do you think?

What a shot!

- I'm waiting. - I brought the protection money.

Good. How much is it?

I don't know.

Are you fucking with me? I always looked in the bags.

- 18,750,000 - That's better.

- Can I go? - Hold on a second, there's no hurry.

My accountant has a little job for the Chinaman.

We're down a few million this month because someone didn't want to pay...

- His name is Natali. - He's making things very difficult...

It's incredible, I protect those bastards and this is how they repay me...

- Stabbing me in the back - Natali? I'll tell the Chinaman.

Good, tell the Chinaman...

He knows what to do.

Dick, Schultz...

Come on!

You'd better get out of here.

I've had enough of those leeches. I'm not paying them another dime.

Yes... No, let me finish...

No, I understand, you're worried they'll burn your fur coats...

Just do what I do, don't pay them.

Good, and tell your husband to buy himself a gun and some ammo.

- Enjoy your lunch, Natali. - Thanks, Bruno.

What are you doing?

- Who are you? - Shut up and drive.

- Cigarette? - No, thanks, I don't smoke.

Lucky you, damn it.

I wish I could kick the habit.

But you know how it is, you worry about things...

Listen...

Talking of worries, you're a bit late with your payments.

Payments?

Sorry, what payments?

Hector, will you get the jack, please.

The jack? What are you going to do with the jack?

- If you pay now, nothing. - I left my cheque book at the office...

I have my wallet, but it isn't much, look!

20,000

How can you go out with so little money?

What if something comes up?

You're a fucking idiot...

And now you're bullshitting us. You've got lots of money...

And you won't even offer the people who protect you a cup of coffee.

Come on, go easy on me. Please!

I'll be good but you have to promise you'll pay on time.

Yes, relax, I'll pay on time! Just don't do anything.

Okay...

- Is this car an automatic? - Yes, it's automatic.

I'll try to show some mercy. I have to break at least one leg...

But if I break your right leg you won't be able to use the brakes...

And you'll smash your teeth.

So I'll break the left one, okay?

- What are you talking about? - I'm saying we've had enough.

Now put this in your mouth and bite hard.

Come on, give me your leg.

Come on, quick.

More.

...and then Nicola arrived, the man you met last night.

I met him in a photography studio that belongs to a certain Fazzi...

He's involved in the rackets and he's connected to a lot of important people...

Like Di Maggio... Do you know Frank Di Maggio?

Yes, I've heard of him. What is he like?

I don't know him personally...

He's an Italo-American with a lot of money, women, nice clothes, nice cars...

He's very powerful, they say he has a villa on the Appia, lucky him!

Are you listening to me?

I get the impression I bore you sometimes...

By the way, what time is it?

- Ten to nine. - A phone call for you, blondie!

Hello?

Nadia.

No, don't shoot! I'm officer Esposito.

Mr. Tanzi, don't you recognise me?

What were you doing behind my door?

You took quite a risk.

- Did I hurt you? - As they say in Rome, I was better before.

- You'd better explain now. - Sure...

I saw you come in but I wasn't sure it was you, the newspapers said you were dead...

I tried to call but then I thought you might not recognise my voice...

- So I came up. - What do you want?

It's about my sister, Lina. She's in trouble, but you can help me.

- She's in there. - Are you sure Fazzi brings the girls here?

Yes, they promises them a career as a photo model...

Then they drug them and force them into prostitution.

- Why didn't you go to your superiors? - Those pigs have got my sister...

And I want to avoid a scandal, Lina is only eighteen...

I tried to do it alone and they stabbed me...

Look.

And they continue undisturbed, behind the cover of a photography studio.

Let's go.

- No, please leave me alone! - Shut up, fool.

No! Please, I don't want to...

I don't feel well.

Who is bothering us now? Go and have a look.

Keep your mouth shut.

I'm coming. You got a poker up your ass?

Who is it?

- Are you wounded? - Don't worry, it's nothing.

No, don't shoot! It's my sister, Lina.

- Who else is in there? - Just one, Fazzi.

Get her out of here.

- I'm not involved. - Do you work for Di Maggio?

You're crazy! I don't work for anyone.

Stop! I don't know anything...

I only heard of this Di Maggio recently. Nicola knows him well, he deals with him.

- And where is Nicola? - In Switzerland, for Di Maggio...

- He goes there every month. - When does he get back from Switzerland?

Tomorrow... Tomorrow morning.

Smile... Smile!

- Are you okay? - Well enough.

- Are you better now? - Yes, I am now.

- Need a taxi? - Yes, thanks.

- Holy shit! - Some people can't fucking drive!

I'll be right back.

Hey, I'm going to be late...

You!

What the fuck do you want?

Are you sure this is okay because I have a wife and children.

Okay, you can go. Just forget what you've seen.

Someone isn't going to be very happy tonight.

Listen carefully, Chinaman, if I'm here it's something serious...

Nicola had an accident less than two hours ago.

What happened to him?

He went to Lugano to deposit ninety million in cash into a coded account...

When he returned, some son of a bitch almost killed him and stole the code.

Poor guy! Who was it?

Listen, I don't want to upset your digestion...

But I received a call from a woman with a pleasant voice...

She says you organised the attack on Nicola.

Come on, Di Maggio, come on...

You listened to some dumb broad on the phone?

- Yes or no? - Do me a favour!

- Nino, bring me the bill and a digestive. - Yes, right away.

I need something otherwise how am I going to digest this bullshit?

- I've got a delicate stomach. - Treat it, people get killed for a lot less.

Don't worry.

Okay... Then do me a favour...

You help me find that damned receipt.

Sure... Okay, you can count on it.

I'm counting on it.

- Consider it done, bye. - Bye.

- Everything okay? - Fuck you.

- Why? - No, not you.

What have we got? A digestive, some cheese, and half a litre of wine.

- And the ham. - And the ham, 100,000 okay?

- Thanks. - Just keep your eyes open.

Have you seen Cappuccino?

How do I know? If you don't see him then wait for him.

- Show me. - Whose is this cappuccino?

Who do you think? It's mine.

Give it here, it can't get any worse.

Calm down, the worst is yet to come.

Relax, it's between me and him.

- Come here. - What do you want?

- Remember that antiques dealer? - Please, have mercy!

You didn't show him any mercy, asshole!

- What happened? - Nothing, his cappuccino was too cold.

- Who's going to pay for the damage? - The thieves you've been looking after...

Now go and call the police. Go on!

- Sister. - Yes, tell me?

I'm looking for a friend who was involved in an accident.

- Car? - Sort of.

Try the trauma ward on the fourth floor.

- Listen, how much for a mass? - Deceased?

- No, but he hasn't got long to go. - It depends on how much you can give...

Four or five thousand lira.

Look, I'm giving you a hundred thousand...

But you have to make sure it's a real nice mass, with lots of flowers...

And for the music, you have to play 'The Ballad of the Shithead'...

The artist is unknown but you can find it in all the discos, okay?

I'm counting on you. Send my regards to Jesus.

Chinaman!

It's you. You came to see me, great!

Did Di Maggio send you?

Nobody sends me anywhere, it was my idea.

I brought you an orange.

Thanks, you're a good friend.

- Where is it? - Don't get excited, it will hurt you.

I still can't do anything. I don't know how it happened.

- Listen, Nicola... - Yes.

- Do you remember what he looked like? - He was blonde...

He had a real big moustache...

It wasn't the first time he pissed me off.

I thought he looked like a cop.

Did he look like he'd been wounded recently?

I never had any time to notice...

He caught me by surprise.

- You said he looked like a cop. - Yes, yes.

I've got a feeling he might look like an old friend of mine...

And this old friend of mine looks a lot like this guy.

Yes, that's him!

That's him.

Is he dead?

Chinaman, tell me what's going on...

Don't be like Frank, he didn't tell me a fucking thing.

- Listen... - Yes.

How long did the doctors say you had to be in here?

The doctors said I should be out in about twenty days.

Unless there are complications.

'Nicola Proietti, 42 years old, son of a bitch and spy'

Here, uncle. keep this envelope safe...

It contains the number of a Swiss bank account...

Have some patience, one clay I'll explain everything.

Take your time, Leonardo. Do what you have to do first...

Now let's go and get a coffee.

By the way, the bank helped me, I'll pay a little at a time.

We've got a man down! Call an ambulance...

Hey, mister, I was here, the shot came from that terrace up there, I saw a flash.

- How did it happen? - They threw a bomb at us...

I don't know what happened after the explosion.

- Who stopped the criminals? - I don't know, a civilian...

He jumped in the middle of the road and started shooting like crazy.

And where did this civilian go?

I repeat, Piazza dei Coronari, send an ambulance...

One of the victims is a civilian.

I want to know everything about this man...

Who he was, what he was doing, what he watched on

- Down to the smallest detail. - Okay.

A knife, mummy!

We've got him now!

Poor guy! Call the police!

Excuse me!

Help!

- Well? - Here's the report on the antiques dealer.

- Tanzi! - The Commissioner?

Not exactly, an ex-officer of the law.

He must be hiding somewhere.

Search the hotels, search the boarding houses, do what you have to do, just find him!

His details are in the computer.

Sure I know him! Unfortunately it's him...

Yes, it was him, that son of a bitch took out three of my men...

He ruined me. I should have known he was a cop.

Did you think he worked for animal welfare, you imbecile!

Start thinking. Where can we find him?

I don't know. I have no idea...

But that girl, Nadia, she should know, the one who was with Nicola...

If I remember correctly she gave me the address of a hotel.

Which hotel? Come on, where is this hotel?

- So you got transferred to Rome. - Yes, to be closer to you.

I never believed you'd stay in Switzerland and play the tourist.

But there's something I'm curious to know...

How did you call from Lausanne if you were in Rome?

It's simple, I have a friend who works in a hotel in Lausanne...

I called her, and she connected the call to Milan.

Listen, Leonardo, I know you're upset because they killed a relative of yours...

But what are you up to? And what was that credit note your uncle had in his pocket?

You told me yourself the Chinaman works for Di Maggio.

Everyone in Rome knows that.

I played a little joke on the Chinaman; I intercepted his friend Frank's courier...

And I made him lose about nine million lira...

Then I got a friend to call Di Maggio...

To make him think the Chinaman was to blame.

Great... Do you realise what you've done?

If those two go to war it's going to be chaos in Rome...

It's going to be a damned massacre!

Listen to me, Guido, I know Luigi Maietto better than anyone...

He wants to get rid of the American and take his place...

Can you imagine what will happen if Maietto takes control of the city?

Think about it, if the Chinaman becomes the eighth king of Rome...

He'll rule over a sea of blood.

No, believe me, this isn't just a personal problem...

The fact is, we need to stop him no matter what...

He's too ambitious, and he's also too smart to limit himself to petty crimes.

Maybe... Maybe you're right...

But remember you don't have any kind of authority now!

- You're just an ordinary citizen. - What's wrong?

Are you going arrest me because I shot those crooks without a badge?

- Also! - Then try.

Yes, hello?

Damned whore! You screwing cops as well now?

I'll help you get over that!

Where is he? Where is that faggot cop?

Come on, tell us, if you don't want to end up in hospital.

I'm going to tear you to pieces, dumb bitch!

You're dumber than I thought.

Where is Tanzi hiding?

You know... Tell us!

Well? Are you going to tell me where he is?

Relax, she won't be any good to us if she's dead.

I'm here!

What's going on? What is all this noise?

Out of the way, bitch!

- What's going on? - Mind your own business!

The roof.

- Let's get out of here. - Where is he hiding?

It doesn't matter where he hides, we'll find him, you can count on that.

- Come on, it's over. - Yes.

Look, Chinaman, it isn't our fault that piece of shit got away.

The son of a bitch caught us by surprise.

My dear Dario... You see, I'm not upset with you...

I can't be upset with you...

Because it isn't your fault if you're an asshole...

The blame lies with that dumb cow who gave birth to you...

And what really gets to me is that you might even be a good guy...

You really could be...

But you're one stubborn son of a bitch, real stubborn...

So I have to be tough with you.

You hurt me!

Come on, Dario, don't cause a scene.

And give me back the diamond... You upset?

Who gives a fuck. Give me back the diamond...

It's no use to you anyway, nothing shines in shit.

And didn't I tell you to give it to your broad?

Are we engaged or something? What were you thinking?

Can you believe that?

Looks like I'll have to get the (?) American to go up against the cop.

- What should we do then? - What should we do?

We need to be patient...

And I have enough patience to drown them...

That's why they call me the Chinaman.

- Keep it. - Thanks, mister.

We're safe for now.

Take it, buy yourself a dress.

- The fast train to Milan leaves at six. - Why? Who's leaving?

- You. - No, handsome...

You got it wrong this time, I'm not leaving Rome...

I'm never going back to Milan, you can be damned sure of that.

You listen to me, I took a hiding for you and I lost my job...

And now you want to throw me away like a used tissue...

No thanks. I'm staying here.

As you wish, Nadia. But remember it's your life at stake...

It won't take long for the Chinaman to find you.

Try to understand, we won't always be so lucky.

- You're worried about me? - No, me.

I was joking. We'll meet in Milan in a week from now.

Whatever you want, but it's obvious you just want to get rid of me.

What the fuck is the Chinaman doing?

What is he waiting for? Why doesn't he show himself?

It's been two weeks and he hasn't even sent the protection money.

He disappeared after that business with Natali, they recognised him and...

I don't care!

If he was dumb enough to go around Rome with the cops on his ass then I'm done with him...

But I want that money, I want every last cent of that damned money!

- Now call Tony. - Yes, I'm going.

- Something wrong, dear? - Fuck off.

- What did you say? - I said fuck off, disappear!

- You called, Mr. Di Maggio. - Yes, come here...

That damned Chinaman has gone too far and I've had enough, got it?

Sure.

You tell him he has forty eight hours to deliver the protection money...

Then, when we have the money, we think of a way to get rid of him, understood?

- Okay, Mr. Di Maggio. I'll take care of it. - You're a good man.

Mr. Di Maggio.

- Mr. Di Maggio... - What is it now?

The police.

- What do they want? - I'm not sure...

Something about money laundering...

It seems they found the receipt Nicola lost, the one for the Swiss bank account.

That's all I need. Where are they?

By the gate.

- Call lawyer Marchetti. - Right away.

- And remember to feed the dogs. - Sure.

One ticket to Milan, that's 14,000 lira, madam.

- ...15 and 20. - Thank you.

- Hi. - Get in and shut up!

- What's going on? - You might have been followed.

No, that's impossible.

A tall woman, brunette, around thirty, with long hair.

Come and see.

- Do you know her? - I don't think so, but...

Yes, I've seen her before. She reminds me of someone...

- But I'm not sure who. - Stay back.

Quick, close it.

- Who are you? - My name's Maria Proietti.

- What do you want? - To tell you a story.

- Why? - To avenge my brother...

Nicola Proietti.

I'm telling you, the safe is in the office on the fifth floor...

Di Maggio keeps all the money he earns each month in there...

- An average of 600 to 700 million. - How do you know all this?

I know because my brother used to take the money to Switzerland.

- So why are you telling me? - I know Di Maggio killed Nicola...

And the only way for me to get revenge is to hit him where it hurts most...

His money.

- And you want me to rob him? - Yes.

- Why? - Listen, everyone in Rome knows...

The only person who can outsmart Di Maggio is the Chinaman.

- Tell me about the alarm again. - It's an electronic system...

But you don't have worry about that, it's switched off between 12:00 and 12:10...

That's when you go in, when they change the guards...

- Not before or after. - I understand.

- Now go, I have to think about it. - Chinaman...

Do it for my brother.

Don't worry, I'll do it for your brother.

Hector, accompany the good lady to the door.

Thank you!

Cleaning out the American wouldn't be a bad idea.

- It's exactly what I've been waiting for. - When are we going to do it?

Tonight.

Listen...

Find out which cell Di Maggio is in...

- I want to send him a card. - I got it...

And you want our friends to deliver it.

You're really smart, Chinaman.

'Danubio Insurance'

You're late. I didn't think you were coming.

- How can I let down an Inspector. - Don't call me Inspector...

- I'm just an ordinary citizen now. - Did you bring the rest of the gear?

- Sure, professor, as you instructed. - Very good, but don't call me professor...

No one's called me professor since 1965...

Since I finished designing this building, if I'm not mistaken.

Sure, when you designed this building, and got rid of your wife.

I gave her some hydrochloric acid by accident, but that's another story.

- Who lives in the other building? - An accountant, it's his home and office.

Let's hurry, we have to neutralise the alarm system by midnight.

What's going on? What do you want?

You can resume again shortly, but for now, get some rest.

- Tie them to the bed. - With pleasure.

Stay still. You as well.

- I'll explain later. - What do you want to do?

Tie you to the bed.

Good, good!

And tire yourselves out.

I dealt with them. We're all set.

Let's make this quick.

- Watch the rope. - Yes, yes.

Go!

I think he lives there. Just be careful...

I don't trust the Chinaman any more.

Gigi, what's happening with the coffee?

I'm here, Chinaman. His lawyer should be here any minute.

Speak of the devil, that should be him.

I'm coming.

Good evening.

- Coffee? - I don't want a damned thing.

- I only asked if you wanted a coffee. - Cut it out, Chinaman.

Cut it out.

Am I mistaken or weren't we more polite to each other before?

Yes, but I'm only polite to people I can trust.

Don't you trust me?

Aside from dragging me out here at this hour...

You haven't been making your payments for a while.

What do you mean at this hour? It's midnight...

- What time have you got? - Seven minutes to twelve.

- It's seven minutes to twelve. - Forget that, let's get to the point...

Why are you late with your payments?

Lawyer, I'm a busy man...

- I have so much to do. - Look, Di Maggio is furious.

So Di Maggio is furious, he'll get over it.

Hear that? Di Maggio is upset.

Okay, I'm sorry. Gigi, be serious...

Or the lawyer will get upset, he's even got his friend with him.

Look at him...

Have I offended you?

So, you want a coffee?

- Seems okay, professor. - That was easy, now it gets difficult.

Stop! The corridor is full of infra-red beams...

Use these.

Move it! You go first, but be careful.

I'm coming.

- Where's the control panel? - In there.

Come on, they'll be here soon...

This isn't going to work if we don't clear the way for them.

You can't hurry these things.

There it is.

There's an aerosol can in there, get it.

Open it.

- All done! - Not bad.

You know what to do. Let's go.

Be careful.

Quick.

We made it, guys. Open it, we can't waste any time.

Quiet!

Quiet, quiet...

Sleep... Go to sleep.

The lady was right, this is a piece of cake.

Come on, let's go.

- The bag? - Damn it!

- Go home. - And you?

I'll join you later.

Stay calm, guys. The money isn't going anywhere.

The safe should be in the last room on the left.

It's past midnight, I have to go.

- Don't let us down. - Don't worry...

I have a few things to take care of then we'll settle up the accounts, don't worry...

Why don't you stay, we can play a game.

No thanks. I don't have time for games...

I don't have time.

That's a shame, I have more than enough time.

See you round.

- Let's do it. - Wait.

Now.

I've never seen so much cash, and it's all ours!

Those fuckers! The Chinaman can go shopping now!

Yes, for a year and a month!

Salvatore, buy yourself a new car!

- We'll get a rock for this... - Holy shit! Let's go!

You didn't use enough damned chloroform!

Not that way, they'll see us... The roof!

Come on, guys!

Hurry up!

Tie it properly.

Faster!

Quick, get down!

- Hey, Pisani. - Hello, Tanzi, come to lend a hand?

- Why not? - Sorry, but are you here by chance...

- Or because of the alarm? - I was passing by and I heard the alarm...

So I decided to check it out just like old times.

I know they're worthless, but throwing them out the window?

'Prison'

Lentini...

Lentini Alfio, from Caltagirone...

He came back from the United States in 72'...

- Dark curly hair. - Curly hair? Yes, I remember.

- He was my cousin on my mother's side. - So what happened to him?

Poor guy, he got it real bad: They cut his throat while he was at the barbers.

- Are you trying to be funny? - You're kidding, Mr. Di Maggio...

The only thing you become in here is old and sad...

Shall I trim your hair as well?

Leave it, just go easy with that razor, and less of the dumb stories, got it?

I didn't scare you, did I?

All finished.

- Watch what you're saying. - Sure, Mr. Di Maggio.

Help!

Let go of me! Fuck you!

- You're injured. - No, it's just a scratch.

Come on, move it!

- They tried to kill me. - Who?

Who do you think? The Chinaman.

That asshole was behind it, I can feel it, I don't need proof.

The Chinaman has been nothing but a thorn in our side...

- You know what happened last night? - No.

What?

Come on... What the fuck happened last night?

Someone broke into your office...

And between the cheques and the cash they got away with eight million lira.

- It was him. - No, the Chinaman wasn't involved...

- I was with him all the time... - You really are dumb!

He used you to create an alibi.

That son of a bitch thinks he's smarter than me...

Get me out of this shit hole and I swear I'll kill him with my own hands!

- Calm down, Frank. - Calm down, my ass!

You're my lawyer and you're in charge. Get me out of here by tomorrow morning!

Okay, but keep your voice down.

If that bastard thinks he's smarter than Frank Di Maggio then he's making a big mistake.

Send Tony here, I have a little job for him.

Okay, Frank. Whatever you say.

Please don't ask me questions I can't answer...

But for the sake of our friendship do what I have asked.

I'm a judge, I have to ask questions.

Last I heard, you died in a shoot-out...

Now you turn up in my office, and for the sake of our friendship...

You ask me to grant a thug like Di Maggio an early release.

Do you realise what you're saying? I've been after Di Maggio for years.

And you never managed to get him.

How long can you keep him inside, a week, maybe two?

Listen, help me. Let him out...

And I promise you'll be able to put him away forever!

Tanzi, you'll never change. Always ready to stick your neck out!

Yes, okay, I'll release Di Maggio...

But remember, if things go wrong you'll end up taking his place.

That's better.

But listen...

How do you feel now?

One of these days I'm going to bust your jaw.

Tell me the truth, you organised Di Maggio's release...

You can tell me, I know that's what happened...

You're friends with the District Attorney, you went to him and arranged his release.

It was the only to bring this situation to a close.

It was the only way for you...

I'm after jail sentences, not a morgue full of bodies.

- What are you going to do? - I'll wait...

I'll wait for your brilliant schemes to drop me in the shit.

- Thanks for the support. - You'd better pray this works...

Otherwise I'll do what the Chinaman set out to do with my own hands.

Okay, but while I'm waiting...

Let's grab a coffee.

What are you up to?

Me, nothing. It's just an idea...

A very simple idea: Kill two birds with one stone.

Let's go.

Listen, that woman, Nadia, what happened to her?

She's gone to Milan, it's better for everyone.

Dearest, signor...

Frank...

How do you spell Frank? With an 'E'?

- No, with an 'A'. - Why do they pronounce it 'Frenk'?

How do I know?

Yes.

Mr. Di Maggio... Yes, he's here.

Hello, Frank. Did they treat you well in jail?

I asked my friends to take good care of you.

Thanks, Maietta.

Listen, let's stop jerking each other off any more than is necessary...

I want to talk to you to straighten this matter out...

I know you're the only guy who can get my money...

- The money they stole from me. - I've got it here in front of me...

And I can't wait to give it back to show you how kind I am.

Let's meet at The Frog, at four...

It's closed today so there won't be anyone around.

- The Frog, sure, why not? - Four o'clock.

- Is that how you say it? - Good!

Good? You're kidding!

No more games. That fucking American.

He's busting my balls.

You go straight to The Frog, but first tell me what you have to do.

The moment you give him the card, I come in and shoot him.

Don't give him time to react. Straight away, when I give him the card.

- Straight away. - It all depends on you.

- Don't worry, Chinaman. - It's up to you now.

Okay, don't worry.

You get the Range Rover, and take him to The Frog...

Leave him there and park behind the restaurant, by the bridge.

- I got it. - Make sure nobody sees you.

- Okay, boss. - Now go, I have things to do.

Let's go, Dario.

Get in, Schultz.

Headquarters; Di Maggio just left, he's heading towards Rome...

Tell Astalli we're in pursuit.

Dear...

Where are you going?

I'll be back soon.

- We're ready, Mr. Di Maggio. - Good.

Let's go.

- Leave me alone! - This is a gift from Di Maggio.

This will teach you to double cross us!

Your brother opened this launderette with our money...

And that's how you repay us, bitch!

I can't take it any more. Please give me some water.

- We'd better get rid of the bitch. - Yes.

Have mercy!

- Come on, Maria. - At the Frog Restaurant...

On the Salaria (road)

- Hello, Chinaman. - Hello, Frank.

Is the money in there?

Listen, I'm returning this cash to you in the form of a pension.

Pension?

Pension, pension...

You see, Frank...

You have to understand that this city is too small for the both of us.

- What do you mean? - I mean I want to keep Rome...

And you keep New York. They understand you better there.

Well?

Well, my old friend, it means you have to leave.

I like it here.

Okay, we'll discuss it later.

By the way, this is for you.

What is it, Chinaman? Something wrong?

No, why?

Your hands... Show me your hands.

Get this son of a bitch out of here and kill him!

Come on, move it.

Okay.

Chinaman...

It's nothing personal, it's just that Di Maggio is more powerful...

- I'm sorry. - No need to apologise, I understand...

- Today it's me, tomorrow it's you. - Let's go.

I should have known. That bastard tricked us!

Wait a minute, he has to tell us where he's hidden the money first.

For once I'm glad I arrived late.

Let's go.