All language subtitles for +10 Il Grande Racket (1976)

[motorcycle revs]

[rock music ♪]

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[fast rock music ♪]

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[muffled explosion]

[music fades out]

[indistinct chatter]

[distant bell tolling]

[doves cooing]

Holy jumpin' jack rabbits.

Someone sure took
a strong disliking
to the decor in here.

Hell, nothing's sacred
any longer.

These delinquents running around
destroying everything.

Ah, here's one still intact.
Here, join your brother.

[glass shattering]
Yeah.

I'm ruined, I'm ruined.

Yeah, you are, ain't ya?
It's a shame.

You gonna call the police?

Is he gonna call who?

Ah, the police, was it?
My God, you'd be crazy.

Do you know what they'll do
if you bring the police
into this?

They'll set a light
to the whole damn place.

And you don't want that.

Just pay us each month,
and we'll protect you.

You won't have
no more problems.

We don't like late-payers
and we only accept cash.

Yesterday, somebody came by
to collect, and you told 'em
to call again.

All right, now here I am.

It's impossible. I--
I can't.

It's too much money.

Too much, huh?

Ah, well, it doesn't matter.

What's the address here?

Uh, yeah, 38 Violina.

Feel the boys'll come by here
pretty soon.

Know what they did
to a colleague of yours
on Costa Victorio?

Well about 6:30,
just after closing,
they went in.

I hear they made her drink
two bottles of perfume

and squeeze a tube of hand cream
up her you-know-what.

Well, now can you imagine that?

It couldn't have been
very nice, huh?
[chuckles]

[distant child hollering]

Three hundred dollars.

Three hundred dollars?
That's impossible.

For God's sakes, be reasonable,
I can't do it.

It's impossible, I tell you.
$300 a month is too much.

Is this the kind
that makes water?

Yeah, everything.

It's the latest model
from Japan.

One of these days
they'll come out with a doll
that'll bleed real blood...

...when you cut its throat.

Ah, how come
she ain't got headlights, huh?
[chuckles]

Look, please
let's make an agreement, huh?

I can't afford 300.
I got a family of six!

Look, give me a break.
It's too much.

I hardly make ends meet
as it is.

Where do I find
an extra $300 a month?

Listen, either you pay
$75 a week,

or else you might just
lose your peepers, like her.

[man]
Yes sir,
we're defending public decency.

Just look at
that disgustingly erotic,
suggestive crud.

You can't have that.
It's immoral.

Hey, my God, what the heck
do you think you're doing?

Are you outta your mind?

[Man] Hey.

Mmm, take care
when that one gets angry.

There ain't none of us
can control him.

You better just pay, huh?

Nice and regular and painless.

Hey, Nico, come on,
let's pull the punks in.

Let's get as much as possible
on 'em.

[man]
Oh, God.
Oh, God, I feel ill.

Here that?
The man's ill!

[all shouting]

Let's get out of here!
Come on!

Pa, why is everyone
leaving so suddenly?

Don't worry, Stefania,
it's nothing.

[shouting continues]

Stay out of the way.
Wait a second!

You don't have to pay.
Get out of here!

Go on!

[overlapping chatter]

That's it, you old bag.
Don't worry about a thing.

Out you go, ladies.

Don't come back tomorrow.
Let's go.

Filthy rats!

Come on, now.

You've been poisoning
your customers.

Yeah, our good friend here
is hurting pretty bad.

Well now,
you decided to pay us,

or you gonna be
a funny man?

It's too much, I'm sorry.

Just think of it
as paying taxes.

Everybody pays taxes.

That's right.

It's too much.
I work alone here.

Poor guy, he's all alone.

What a shame.
- Oh...

Hey, look over there, guys.

Who's that then,
your best friend?

Ah, pretty little thing, hmm.

Pretty little thing?

Nice piece of tail.

The epitome of innocence
who eats everything,
including the furniture.

Why, you--
- Take it easy.

You leave her be,
or I'll kill ya.

No one's touching her,
old buddy, I was just
paying her a compliment.

But, you know,
it would be a pity to leave
such a pretty little flower

without at least smelling it.

A real pity, yeah.

All right, now then,
when are you gonna pay up?

In a week, I'll pay ya.

Huh?
- What?

In one week, I'll pay ya.

[together] Ah!

One week, you'll pay us, huh?

Good boy.
One week, huh?

And you better have it ready.

Uh, and be careful old buddy,
'cause if you go
anywhere near the cops,

I'll take that
cute little daughter of yours,

and give her a time
that she won't forget
in 100 years.

Understand?
Ciao, pretty one.

[suspenseful music ♪]

He'll pay, all right.

Buddy boy, here, hopes not.
That way, he'll have his fun.

Would you pay
to get a pretty little girl
like that, eh?

[all laugh]
[tires screech]

[engine starts]

♪♪

Well?

Let me count it, boss.

♪♪

Eleven-hundred dollars.

What are you trying to pull?

Nothin', boss.

Some of them refused,
or couldn't pay.

So, so we go back in a week.

This is every penny
we collected.

You'll have to do better, then.

Who did you bring with you?

Hm?

No one.

Well somebody tailed you.

You idiot!

♪♪

[overlapping shouting]

[metal crashing]

[discordant music ♪]

[approaching footsteps]

[Woman]
Inspector, there's someone
to see you.

This way, sir.

Thank you.

Well, you see what happens
when you go hunting alone?

You don't have somebody
to watch your back
and you get in trouble.

Great.

If that's all you came here
to tell me,

you might as well
have saved the gas and called.

You're in a good mood
this morning.

Give me my cigarettes, there,
please.

Would ya?

Sure, why not?

Cigarettes and lighter.

Well, they certainly gave you
a few bad moments, didn't they?

But don't you worry, Nico.
We'll have 'em inside soon.

Huh?

What's the use?

In three days they'll be
out and about again.

You know that.

[groaning under breath]
It's the boss who interests me.

Yeah.

We've been working
on the indentikit you prepared
a couple of days ago.

So far, no luck.

What about the grapevine?
Informers?

Nothing.

If they know,
they don't want to tell.

I have a hunch he may be
a foreigner.

Where do you think he's from?

Who knows?

They come from
all over the world nowadays.

South America, Yugoslavia,
Germany.

Anyhow, it's just instinct,
so don't worry about it.

Inspector, headquarters
on the line.

I'll be right there.

Now, listen, tell Salvatore
he should go on following
the Badger, all right?

The who?
Who's that?

He's the gang's runner.
Errand boy.

He's out best lead for now.

Right.

And don't worry,
we'll keep you informed.

Take it easy, huh?

♪♪

Well look at that.

We've got a plain-clothes,
peeping pig at our window.

[laughing]

[grunting]

All right, you punks,
that's enough!

Now, up against the wall!

Go on!

So now they know,
and we've lost that lead.

What news of the shop owners?

[sighs] Not a thing.

I'm not surprised.
They're too afraid.

You oughta be still in bed,
Nico.

If you go on walking around,
straining that leg,
you're gonna end up a cripple.

No way.

Watch.

I could manage without this.
- Man's off his nut.

Just give me a couple of days,
and I'm getting out of here.

Yeah, right off his nut.

♪♪

[gunshots, glass breaking]

This is the second time
they've destroyed your place.

Who are they?

I have no idea.

Hmm.

The police know, right?

Well ya, sure, but what's it
got to do with you?

Listen, uh...

You paying out anything, um...

...for protection?

Mister, you gotta be crazy.

No way.

Think about it.

You should be protected.

Would save you
a lot of worrying.

All you gotta lay out
is 300 bucks a month,
and no more trouble here.

Three hundred bucks?

Three hundred bucks a month?

But I already pay 200 a month.

If you expect me
to put out another 300--

Tell me about it this evening
at six at headquarters.

Ask for Inspector Palmieri.

What the hell's he playing at?

The police are selling
protection now?

And I'll see you this evening.

And, uh, try to be on time.

Yes, sir.

[locals chattering]

Another two spinach.

For God's sake,
can't you leave me in peace?

I haven't talked to anyone.

I haven't told
the police, okay?

And what does your daughter
think about all this, huh?

That she's got
a spineless daddy?

That her father's a...
yellow belly?

You son of a--

Papa.

What the hell
are the bracelets for, huh?

For assaulting a cop, mister.
You're in trouble.

All right, come on.

Pa, what's wrong?
Why are they taking you away?

It's nothing, darling.
Don't worry.

It's nothing.
You'll see.

They won't keep me very long.
I promise you.

I'll be back
in a couple of hours, all right?

Get out of the way, there.

[overlapping chatter]

[weakly] Papa.

[continued chattering]

He can't get away with this!

Hey, Nico?

Yeah.

Mind if I say something?

Go ahead.

That was a miserable thing
to do,

pulling this poor bastard in.

A miserable, dungy trick.

He'd have been in
a lot of trouble if we hadn't
done it like we did.

You can bet your life
they're watching him closely.

How do you mean?

If they thought you were
helping us willingly,

they'd kill ya.

Salvatore, you can stop here.

[cuffs unlock]
You're free.

You can go home.

If you get the chance,
come and see me at headquarters
this evening at six.

Go on, go on.

[scattered chattering]

Th-there they come now.

I understand these people
not wanting to make waves.

They're scared
out of their minds,
but we gotta--

You wanna twist their arms?
- Not me, no.

They talked to
the District Attorney,
Mayor, everybody.

With what results?
Nothing.

Hey, Nico, listen.

These guys don't trust anybody
at all now.

I mean, they think of us
as a bunch of puppets,

because the boys
are doing sweet nothing.

What the heck they want
from the police?

We can't them protection
24 hours out of 24.

The men we're dealing with
have faces, right?

And they're the ones
who can recognize him.

We can't make a move
without a witness
and a formal charge.

Yeah, you're right, but, uh,
but if they cooperate with us,
they'll be up diddley creek.

[Woman]
Sergeant, I had to
close my shop to come here

and I can't afford
to sit around--

[Salvatore]
I know, madam,
please be patient.

It won't be long, now.

Earlier today,
in front of my daughter,

you suggested
that I was a coward.

Well, I didn't think so
when I said it,

and I don't think so
this evening either.

No.

♪♪

In a way, you were right.

When a man isn't able
to defend himself...

...what kind of a man is he?

You know...

...they told me I'd have to...

...to pay, or...
I'd be finished.

How can I make a living
if I had to close up?

How could I afford
to educate Stefania?

If a man today isn't able to...
to give his children,

well, at least
decent schooling...
he's ended up a failure.

I thought it over
and I'm ready to help.

But you do realize
the risk involved?

Yeah, sure, I know, but...
but my daughter agrees with me.

I discussed it with her.

We're prepared to the risk
of there being trouble.

I think, maybe you
should send her away.

She refused to go.
I'm her only family.

Then we'll just have to pray
nobody pushes her around.

Anyway, thank you
for your cooperation.

We'll try to cover both of you
as much as possible, all right?

But stay on guard.

[grunting]

[cries out]

Hold him up so I can hit him.
- Come on, up you come.

Here, give me the gun.

One kick in the groin...

All right, I got him.
Your turn now.

What was that?

Ah, sure,
a sizzling face stinger.

Followed by a good
old-fashioned belly punch.

Topped off with a rear-
over-headlight turnover.

Ah, there we are.
What'd you think of that, huh?

That's a pretty good
meal you had.

Your check, mister.

We'll be giving you a suite
on the house, yeah.

Right, Marcy?

Yeah, I'll do a real nice
crepes suzette,
just for that diddle he hid.

So I'd better get
the frying pan going.

[chuckles]

Pity we ain't got
some chestnuts to put on this.

[metal door squealing]

What an awful smell.

Yeah.

Smells like gas.

I believe you're right.

It's sacrilege at what it costs
these days.

[sighs] Piglets.

Hey, am I wrong, or have we
met somewhere before?

Yeah.
When you had
that accident with your car.

I was pretty lucky.

I only got a couple
of scratches.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I'd hoped it's been worse.

You setting fire to this place,
by any chance?

Why don't you mind
your own business, huh?

Hey, there's another one here,
on the floor.

Uh, yeah, he drank too much.

Right, he had too many
of these beers.

They're pretty strong,
Inspector.

Offer the man a drink, yeah?

Yeah, a pleasure!

[grunting]

You filthy rat.

Ya mucker--
[woman shouts]

[gasping]

[struggling]

[wailing]

All right, what do you
wanna do, huh?

You wanna...
make a formal complaint?

Against who?
You're crazy.

I just fell down.

Ah, you fell down.

A banana skin.

[laughing]

It ain't ya lucky day,
Inspector.

Does anyone know him?

[typing]

I didn't think
they would at first.

Let's try one at a time.
You should know him.

You take orders from him.

Hey man, you're really crazy.

He's your boss,
and he's English.

I saw him that day
on the cliff.

Your imagination.

- You know him, all right.
- Hey, don't hit me, Inspector.

I gotta ruptured brain.
[laughs]

And you, princess.
Ever seen him?

He's a doll.
How about a blind date?

I'll introduce you to him
personally, don't worry.

You?

Don't know 'im.

Could be a pig cop
for all I know--

You filthy--
Love it don't ya?

You filthy, miserable--

Ah, Giova, this guy's
beating up on us.

Man, he darn near
knocked me through the wall.

Ah, come on, quit exaggerating.
Shut up and sit down, will ya?

Don't be an idiot.

I tell ya, he hit me.

- Go and sit down!
- Look at the mark on my face.

- Look, look!
- Listen, if you don't
shut up--

Inspector, are you
manhandling prisoners?

Oh, come on, sir,
you don't believe

that kind of bull, do ya?

Bull is it, huh?

How 'bout you askin' me
to do ya

so that way I could
get out of here, huh?

There we were
having a couple of quiet beers,

and these guys arrive,
and just start
beating the bean bags--

That's right.
Him and about six others.

They start pushing us around
for no reason at all,
then drag us off--

You filthy liar.
I oughta flush your mouth out.

That sounds very like
police brutality, Inspector.

You're not supposed
to interrogate prisoners

unless there's a judge
and a lawyer with you.

[thugs shouting]

Quiet, will ya?

I was asking
if they knew this man,
mister lawyer.

You ever seen 'em?

Have you written up
a report, Inspector?

Yes, sir.
Sergeant Velasci
is writing it up now.

Inspector, are you charging them
with anything,

or are you just
practicing interrogation?

They're collectors
for a collection racket.

It's aimed at the stores--
[prisoners yelling]

For Christ's--
Will you quiet down, all of you,

and wait
for your turn to speak?

- When I finish!
- Where's your proof, then?

The proof.
The proof, Inspector Palmieri.

Go ahead.

I've got a witness, sir.

Sure, one of the store owners
that these people threatened.

Only I didn't want to use him
because of the risk it'd take.
[prisoners chattering]

They'd kill him.

The others are so scared,
they won't talk
or sign a complaint.

They know what'll happen
to them if they do.

So we've gotta be very careful
how we use our witness.

[Marcy]
When are you gonna
get us out of here, Giovanni?

It won't be long, now.
Don't worry.

Just be patient
for a few minutes.

Do you recognize any of them?

Yes, they're the ones.

Now, if we make out a complaint,

will you agree to sign it?

But if you make him
sign a complaint,

he'll have no protection.

We can't issue warrants
on an anonymous complaint.

But-but you saw him
recognize 'em, just now.

Don't worry, Inspector.

I made a decision
to see this through,
whatever the risks.

If you prepare the complaint,

I'll sign it.

[laughter]

Have you ever seen
anything like it?

Hell, I mean, she didn't even
ask me the name of the hospital

where her papa is dying.

Yeah, all right,
so you're a good actress, Marcy.

You shoulda had a career
on Broadway maybe.

Yeah, you really
cooked that sister in.

She saw the bait, hook,
like and sinker.

Yeah, but you only saw
the last part.

When the pious bitch
was almost in tears,

you should've heard her.
"The poor child.

Maybe we'd better say a prayer
for her father."
[laughing]

But aren't you the one who was
there at my daddy's restaurant
just a week ago?

Yes, that's a good girl.

[crying]
And the other's are all dying
to get a piece of the action.

See how well you do it.

They're gonna try you out,
one at a time.

Hey, take it easy.

Don't tell her everything.
You'll ruin the surprise.

You dirty little slut!
[crying]

♪♪

[crying and screaming]

All right,
will ya look at these?

Pure as the driven snow.
[laughing]

Me first?

Yeah, she's all yours.

[Stefania crying out]
No!

[screaming]

[music fades]

No!

[defensive grunt]

It's a mess, Palmieri.

Today I was presented
with a legal complaint

by the store owners.

They accuse you of interference
that put them in danger.

That's absurd and you know it.

Our friends have ordered them
to say that.

That's probably it.

Anyway, the federal authorities

are being brought
into it tomorrow.

You're bringing them into it?

Beautiful.

They organize a defense

while we get tied up
in pretty red tape.

And all the work
that I've done up to now,

isn't worth a tin nickel.

Well, Palmieri, that happens
when the police begin to use
the same methods as criminals.

I can't condone
the irresponsibility
of your bending the law.

So you'd rather...

...do everything by the letter,

and go with what happened
to that kid?

You'd rather keep that
on your conscious?

Inspector Palmieri,

you realize your methods
have embarrassed us

to a serious degree?

As result,
they made up their minds

to put you onto another case.

♪♪

I see.

The moment something
goes wrong, I'm the scapegoat.

- What the hell are you--
- That's all.
I'll be going.

Yeah, get out of here.

Pity.

He could have made
a brilliant career.

He's just to impetuous,
I guess.

[phone ringing]

Listen, Nico, I've--

My God, have you
lost your mind?

Hurting yourself
isn't gonna do any good.

I'm off the case.
They're making me
the fall guy, huh?

So they brought in
the blasted feds, did they?

Will you get somebody
to cut off this rotten cast?

- I can't stand it.
- Christ's sake, come on.

Cool down.

Pull yourself together
before you drop us both
into the diddley.

You wanna collect
your pension, or not?

If we're gonna get
into the diddley,
I'm gonna make sure

it's because we really earned
the right to be in it.

[dance music ♪]

Hi, how ya been doin'?

Good to see you again.

Hi, there.

[Rudy] Mazzarelli.

Ah, excuse me for a second,
would you?

See you later.

Mazzarelli.

What is it?

Sit down.

Well, you ready
to make that deal with me?

Deal?

What deal, Rudy?

I got no intention of making
a deal with either of you guys,

so shove it.

This is the last time
I'll warn you.

You pay, or your club's
gonna go up in a sheet of flame.

Just try it.

Now, bug on out of here,
or I'm gonna take you
and your gorilla

and pull you by the ears
right onto the street.
- Oh, yeah?

You don't like it here, friend?

You want us to give it to him?

No.

They're my friends, Charlie.

Right?

[Rudy] Right.

That's good.

Shall we go, then?

I really don't give a hang
for your night club.

It's the other stuff
that interests me.

Other stuff?

What do you mean?

What other stuff?

I'm not dealing in anything.

I'm just the owner
of a discotheque.

Mazzarelli, more people know
about you than watch TV.

What do you say we split it?

Heh?

What do you mean?

What's the point
in splitting zero?
You get zero.

Yes, you're right.

So we'll split it
and you take zero.

And I'll pick up the lot.

Nico, this is Salvatore.

Now listen,
I'm following our friends.

They're in a couple of cars.
They got a local hood
with them-- Mazzarelli.

The night club owner.

You know, I gotta hunch
they may be taking
the poor jerk for a ride.

Now tell me,
what do you want
me to do, huh?

Keep tailing them.

I'll be with you
as soon as I can.
What's your location?

Where is it?

Quit trippin' over me, will ya?

[Marcy] Ah, shove it.

Walk somewhere else
if you don't like it.

Ah, move yourself.

Now see what you did.

Holy mackerel, that's worth
a couple of bucks.

Couple of million,
on the street.

You're kidding.
- Uh-uh.

Hey, Nico, they're at
Pier 23 in Fiumicino.

They just hauled
a packet of goodies
out of the water

and I'm putting all my money
on it being pure, pretty heroin.

Stay with them.

Sure, but get yourself
over here, will ya?

I'll be there in a few minutes.

Hmm, pretty good.

I only deal with the best.

You're satisfied now
you've screwed me?

Poor little fella.
[chuckles]

Why don't you crawl back
under your rock?

Is that the way
to speak to a lady?

You, a lady?

[painful groaning]

[laughing]

Yeah, a lady all the way.

[police siren wailing]

[siren wailing]

[engines starting]

[police siren wailing
in the distance]

[gunshots]

♪♪

Luigino!

[police officer]
This is car 21 to central.
21 to central.

Send an ambulance
to Pier 23 at Fiumicino.

Make it fast.

Keep an eye on things here,
will ya?

Right, sir.

[groaning]

Well, well, look who's here.

Mazzarelli.

Famous discotheque
and night club owner.

[painful groaning]

There, that's better.

Hello, Inspector.

Ain't your day, is it?

Shoulda stuck
to pushing whiskey.

Yeah.

Tell me, who was
the hit-and-run artist, huh?

[chuckling]

If you don't tell me,
I'll just let you lie here
and bleed to death.

Ah, Nico, you're a tough cookie,
but let's face it,

as far as our friends
are concerned,

you're a cream puff
by comparison.

Listen, Mazzarelli.

Where does the heroin
fit into this?

[laughing]

Are you paying protection
with drugs instead of cash?

And who's this Englishman
that's running things?

What's his angle?

His angle?

Well I wouldn't really
know about that.

One thing I'll tell ya though,
he's a pretty high roller.

He's got friends who can
put you out the pasture.

[grunts]

Who are they?

Who's behind him, huh?

Come on!
Names!

Nico, you're wasting your time.

You won't get anything
if you let me die.

So you better get an ambulance.

Then, as soon as I'm better,
we'll work on it together,

all right?

[groaning]

Go on.

Call an ambulance,
for heaven's sake.

It's on it's way.

You might have told me.

Well, pops, is the money ready?

We ain't got all day.

Hey-hey look guys,

I'm gonna need more time.

Just a few days, huh?

Don't give us that rubbish,
you've had plenty of time.

Now give us the money.

Come on, fellas.
I mean, that's a lot of dough.

Yeah, I'm bleeding
for you, pops.

Now give!

Come on!

Go stick your hand in the till
and give us our money.

Move it!

Well-well what about
my daughter, you guys?

No complaints.

We heard she's great fun.

You rotten scugs!

Go on, die!

You dirty rats!

Die!

Go on!

Die, you filthy rat!

Filth.

♪♪

It's over, Stefania.

It's finished now.

It's over and done with.

No one will ever be able
to hurt you again, oh no.

Anybody else comes here...

...I'll just kill them as well.

Right.

You're safe now, my darling.

Hey, don't go
giving me problems today.

So would you quit
jackin' around?

But what do you want?
Listen, I'm not the owner

of this joint.

You in charge here, ain't ya?

- Yes, but--
- So if you needed protection,

you'd be the one
to decide that, right?

What do you mean, "protection?"
Who needs protection?

All right, so you don't
need protecting, huh?

From what?

Uh, you never know.

Lot of punks around these days.

Yeah, in a joint like this,

they could cause
a lot of damage.

Set fire to the place.

Beat the diddley out of ya.

Yeah, but, uh--

Man, oh man, will you look
at all this stuff

just waitin' here for us
to start baptizing.

- Hey, yeah.
- Let's go, what do you say?

Prices are a bit high in here.

[yelling and screaming]

Move out of here, will ya?

My God, don't you understand?

I need the police here.
They're raiding my store!

[all shouting]

All right, all right,
hold it right there you guys.

All right, take an aisle each
and let's show these sphinx

the kind of protection
they need.

They'll never know
what hit 'em.

Come on!

[crowd yelling]

[police sirens wailing]

[joyful hollering]

The prices in that place
have been going up
much too much.

They're screwing us, it was a--

Shut up!

You hear that, they're using
politics as an excuse.

Manager's too scared to talk.

They're gonna get away with it.

They were after
protection money.

Yeah, I guess
you're right, Nico.

You think you can get
the truth out of them?

Not a hope.

Well, unless you get
a signed complaint,
or a confession,

you know my hands are tied.

Oh, come on,
it can't have been that serious.

They went in there and they
broke that place apart.

Smashed everything
into little pieces.

Look, I gotta breakdown
on the whole thing.

Their parents have prepared--

It's all very well.

But sir, I tell you, they are
no more political than--

- Ah, hello there Giovanni.
- I'm rather late.

I'm sorry.

Well if you're not going
to press charges,

it seems only fair
to let them go, right?

Eminently fair.

Yes, they apologized too.

- Excuse me.
- Very political,
these young kids.

All right, all lawyers,
come here, please.

- Inspector?
- Over here.

Hello, Palmieri.

Good afternoon.

I think the police
are overreacting to these
youngsters blowing off steam.

Well, you know,
they have a duty to perform...

It's the way they perform it.

What's going on?

Justice wins again, sir.

We risk our necks
bringing those punks in.

Smart alec lawyer arrives,
and they walk out.

Don't let it get you down.

What the hell are you
still doing here?

Don't you have a lawyer
to spring you?

No.

Well, do you want
to spend the night,

or do you want me
to get you a lawyer?

[Pepe] Nah.

Don't you worry.

I'll take care of the boy.

Well, well, hello, Pepe.
Been a long time.

How are you?

Fine, and you, Nico?

Pretty good.
Listen, uh--

you're not part
of the protection racket,
are you?

Ah, shucks, thought you had
a better opinion of me.

I take care of him
because he's my nephew, Nico.

He's my brother's son.

It's a pity you didn't
teach him to be a good boy.

He's just a bit wild,
but he's still young.

Don't you remember, Nico,
when you were a boy?

The laws you broke then?
[laughing]

Yeah, so I guess you want us
to let him go, hmm?

Yeah, Nico,
I'd appreciate that.

Just put it on the bill.

Ah, no-no-no,
that's totally unnecessary.

What about
the protection racket?

Ah, Nico, that's a problem,
I agree.

If I can help you,
I'll only be too glad.

The Coliseum, tomorrow morning
at my office, we'll talk,

all right?

Piccio, I'll get you
out of here,
don't worry about it.

He's all yours, Inspector.
I leave him to you.

And remember,
we're all young once.
[chuckles]

Young and irresponsible.

He's a real psychologist.

Get out of here, go on.

Go on home.

You mean that?

- Sure.
- Thanks.

Just keep out of trouble
from now on.

I don't want to see you
back here again.

- Thanks.
- Scram!

Don't worry.

♪♪

[crowd chattering]

It's amazing, isn't it?

Good morning.
Yes-yes it's amazing.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Really quite incredible.

Oh, excuse me, madam.

Lovely day, isn't it?

Lovely, lovely--

Real worried
for a minute there.

I thought it was the police.

I really should put you inside.

Come on, Nico, come on.

I always hand them
their documents.

Listen, if it weren't for me,

these people here
would leave Italy unhappy,
discontented.

- Oh, yeah?
- Absolutely.

They come to Rome
as a kind of penitence,

and I help them with it.

God forgives them,
and I extract just payment,

for the sins
they've committed, see?

Ah, Pepe.

I really did appreciate
your letting that foolish boy
go free last night.

That's an ugly circle
he's moving in.

Yeah.

Know anything about it?

Uh, very little, Nico.

They're serious enough,
and it's fresh talent.

What I mean is, their racket
began with small things.

Stealing a few cars,
prostitution,

and now they're really into
protection of hotels,

big restaurants,
small restaurants,

and now businesses
and industry.
There's no end.

In another two or three months,
they'll have the whole country.

Any idea who?

Ah, the great question.
Who are they?

[laughing]
Germans, English,

French, Italians,
South Americans.

You can be certain
of one thing,
they're the best.

But you don't know any of them?

Well, I know one or two
of their soldiers, but uh,

you wanna know
who the big fish are, huh?

You could infiltrate them,
right?

Ah, come on now, Nico,
you're kiddin'.

At my age?
[laughs]

Heck, I'd have to work my way
up through the ranks.

Take me years.

Those people put you on
as a sneak thief to start with.

That's a year, or more.

Then, if you're okay,
no mistakes, nothing bad,

then you go on on
to second command of an errand,

then you meet
a few of the larger fish,
if you're lucky.

Not the biggies.

I'm blocked
without information,

and the only way to get it
is from someone inside.

[chuckles] You're crazy, Nico.

Those boys find out about me,

they'll put a bullet
in my head.

Why should they find out?

Well, if it comes to that,
why shouldn't they?
[scoffs]

Listen, I'm being forced
to use the same kind
of underhand methods.

Yeah.

Look, I'll give you
my protection.

You organize the jobs
and I guarantee no one
will interfere with you.

You keep the loot,

and give me the info,
all right?

And the kid, Nico?

If the boy works for you,
I'll protect him as well.

But make no mistake,

if you shoot anybody,
you'll be behind bars
for a straight 20.

Understand?

Hmm.

You got a deal.
It should work fine.

As soon as they give me a job,

or supposing they do,
you'll hear from me, all right?

What would I do
without you, Pepe?

You got a hole
in your pocket, friend.

You might need it,
if you gotta buy lunch.

♪♪

[chuckling]

All right everybody,
keep your hands down.

This is a hold up.

[screaming]
Where do you think
you're going?

Sit down everybody!

Please remain seated.

My friend and I will
only take a minute.

Ah, oh, stupendous.

I admire your taste.

Magnificent.

Ah, crocodile?

♪♪

He's doing all right.

This way everyone.
Step this way.

I wish to welcome you all
to our hotel.

May I have your passports?

It's the American Express
group, right?

Ah, shall we start
with you, ma'am?

If you want us to hold
your valuables,

just give them to us,
and they'll be signed
in that book over there.

If any of you
have valuable jewelry,
money, cameras,

I suggest we hold it
in the deposit box here.

I'm very much afraid
to tell you,

we've had robberies
in the hotel.

[chattering]

So it's better to be safe
than sorry, right?

- Your name, sir?
- Cooper.

Cooper.
Mr. Cooper,
one camera.

- You, madam?
- Harris, $80.

Mrs. Harris, $80.
Write it in the book.

He's good, all right.

During the Rome Olympics,
he picked enough pockets

to buy himself a villa
down by the sea.

[policeman on radio]
Cars 4 and 7.
Cars 4 and 7.

Robbery at the Flemming Hotel.

I repeat, robbery--
-
That's us.

Somebody must've hit
the alarm button.

Start the engine
and siren, and wait.

Thank you very much everyone.

[police siren wailing]

Oh, a siren wailing
indicates a robbery.

[crowd nervously chatters]
I think we should get
the box closed so everything

will be secure.
Close it well and lock it.

You all go to the restaurant.

They're serving lunch
in a few minutes.

Palmieri, here, we're very
close by the Flemming.

I'll report in the minute
we get there.

Will you look
what your buddy's bringing out?

Let 'em go first,
then we'll move.

Wait a minute.

All right.

Flying squad flies again.

Now what?

Talk to the manager.
Find out what happened.

Don't let 'em hurry you.

This is Inspector Palmieri.

I'm afraid we were
a few minutes too late.

They've gone.

We'll find out what we can.

Any pointers yet?

It's a big league,
I can tell you that.

And well organized.

Transportation, protection,

a lot of men.

There's a limited contact
between the different sections,

so that way they keep
good security.

Each section has
an assigned task.

Like one takes care
of smuggling,

another prostitution,
another bunch are hit-men.

Any idea who the boss is?

No idea at all.
I'm gonna need a lot more
time with them.

But I do know they're gonna

pull a real heavy one
in a couple days.

All I know is their deposit box
is down at Tiburtina.

That's worth a hell of a lot.

It's, well, a demonstration,
I suppose,
to show industry and banks

they can do what they want,
when they want,

and to show
how clever they are.

Know the guys who're on it?

A few medium-sized fish,
certainly.

But take care, huh, Nico?

There are a lot of them
goin' on it.

See ya.

Hee-hee.
Hot dog!

Is this one gonna set us up?

Man, I hope we get
a little action like we had
at that post office last month.

You remember that guy I shot?

That crazy idiot who decided
to play at being a hero?

- Hey, cool it, huh?
- Bam-bam-bam.

That's enough, Vanni.
Shut your mouth,
you're talking dung.

Get ready, we're nearly there.

That's the place,
right over there.

Don't try it!

Get inside!

Nobody move, this is a hold up.
[screaming]

All right, now line up
against the wall!

Come on.

♪♪

This is Palmieri.
They're inside now.

All cars that are to drive
into position is arranged.

Let them come out of the place
and get into their car

before you move in.

Car one, where are you?

Car one in position.

- Car two.
- Two, now in position.

Car three, where are you?
Okay, I've got you.

Car four.

Car four just moving
into position now, sir.

Hey, Nico, Salvatore.

I'm behind a wagon
on the south side of the tracks.

I'll cover this area.
All right?

Understood.

Listen, they're inside now.

Wait for them to get
into the car before
we make a move, okay?

Understood.

[flipping switches]

Okay, boys, this is it.

Get into position now.
We've got them surrounded.

We'll wipe them out
like sitting ducks.

♪♪

All right, that's it.
Go on.

Hey, come on!
Let's go!

Come on, move it!

[gunshots]

They got hostages.
Stay in position.

I'll tell you when
to make a move.

[gunshots]

Move it!

[grunting]

- Up against the wall!
- Get over there!

Stay there, if you wanna live.

Let's go.

All right, men.
Move in now.

[gunshots]

[yells]

[grunting]

[gunshots continue]

[yells]

[gun clicks]
No.

Come on, work you son of a gun!

[cries out]

Nico!

Please!

Oh God, no!

Nico!

[train whistle blowing]

[gunshots continue]

[all clamoring]
- What's going on over there?
- There's a lot of police.

It's a hold-up.

There are bodies down there.

- Here.
- What are you doing?

- Just wait here.
- Giovanni, come back!

Giovanni!

[gunshots continue]

[shotgun blasts]

[cries out]

Giovanni!
Giovanni!

Are you alright?
Oh, darling.

What made you do that?

- I don't know but I'm fine.
- You're crazy.

I'm Inspector Palmieri.

I, uh--
Giovanni Rosseti.

I just got back
from a skeet shoot.

The train came in,
I saw what was happening,
and came on over.

Thanks, it was appreciated.

I guess I'll need you later
for the inquiry.

What... inquiry?

He wants you to go to court.

You shouldn't have done it.
You're crazy.

It could be serious.
You know how these things are.

Don't be silly.
It'll all work out.

[train whistles]

Well, let's see what
the evening paper says.

Ah, here we are.

[chuckles]

"Champion skeet shooter
involved in gun battle."

Let's see, "Today at 11,
there was..." uh,

Ah, "The intervention
of Olympic skeet shooter,
Giovanni Rosseti,

was decisive in the gun battle
between bandits and police.

The latter led by
Inspector Palmieri."

Hm, decisive.

Ah, look here.
They've mentioned me.

"On being asked, Mrs. Rosetti
gave the following statement
to this reporter,

'I was terribly afraid
for my husband.

Although I'm used to firearms,

I had never imagined
what a real gun battle
could be like.

It was terrifying.

All the blood, the wounded,
the dying, the dead.

Words cannot really
describe the experience.

And there was my husband
in the middle of it,

shooting bandits
and just as likely
to get shot himself.

All I can say is, thank God
he came out of it alive.'"

Oh, they really did quote me.

They said the--
[screams]

Wait!

[grunts]

[cries out]

You take care of him, Martelli.

- No!
- Come on, baby, over here.

On your back, sweetheart.

Let me go!

No.

Come on, get her clothes off.

- No!
- No, stop it!

No!

Hold still!

Baby, you're gonna love this.

Get it, there.

[struggling, screaming]

Hold her still, dammit.
I'll never get it in.

[men grunting]

[screams]

Hey man, I bet this
is the best fun your wife's had
in years.

She'll never want you again.

Come on, man.
It's my turn now.

There's plenty of time,
take it easy.

[disgusted shout]

You dirty rotten slut.

[cries out]

See, man?

See what happens
to baskets like you, huh?

Come on, buddy, that's enough.

Off ya get.

Let's see what the other side
of the moon looks like.

Okay, let him go now.

Stay where you are, man.
Nice and cool.

Hey, good buddy,
don't wet her down too much.

She won't catch.

So you wanted
to be a hero, huh?

Well, be a hero now!

[grunt]

All right, come on.

Move it with
that kerosine, will ya?
Let's get outta here.

Yeah, I'll be finished
in a second.

Just a little here on the wall.

[heavy breaths]

- All ready?
- Yeah.

Okay.

Let's fry the baskets.

Here we go.

♪♪

Come on, let's go!

Oh God, no!

- Giovanni!
- Anna!

- Giovanni!
- Anna!

[screaming]

Giovanni!

Giovanni!

Anna!

Anna!

Anna!

[sobbing] Anna.

Rudy, this is Pepe, here.

I know the bank, yeah.

Just when it's closing, yeah.

Scared?
No, no.

I'll be alright.

I plan to pull it alone, yeah.

Kid?

Yeah, I guess so.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, sure.

Right, I'll take him along.

No, I just thought
I'd make it better alone.

Yeah, goodbye.

- Hey, Maggie, give me
another token, will ya?
- Sure thing.

- Here.
- Thanks

[phone dings]

The police headquarters?

Put me through to
Inspector Palmieri, huh?

Thanks.

I want to speak to
Inspector Palmieri.
It's very important.

No, I'm sorry.
Well, try and find him, please.

It's very important.
Very important, indeed.

Oh, can't you contact him
by radio or something?

All right, I'll try again later,
but when he comes in,

tell him Pepe called and say

my credit goes on
the books today.

That's right, thanks.

He's not there, huh?

No, he's not.

♪♪

All right, I'll take the keys.

Come on, out ya get.

[grunts]

[cries out]

[cars approach]

I want both these punks
taken down to headquarters.

I'll be in later.

Come on, you.
Move it!

[over radio]
This is Palmieri,
we got Tovelli and his partner.

They're bringing them in now.

[officer]
Understood.

Oh, Inspector,
a man called Pepe
has been calling for you.

Something about his credit is
going on the books today.

Ah... understood. Thanks.

Good morning,
police headquarters?

Two fellas are gonna rob
the Credito Laziale,

a branch near the station.

No, it doesn't matter,
so just don't ask.

Yeah, in about ten seconds.

♪♪

[dispatcher radio]
Calling all cars,
calling all cars.

Anonymous call reporting
a hold up in operation
at the Credito Laziale Bank

in Piazza Degli Ubaldi.

What location?

Piazza Degli Ubaldi,
the Credito Laziale.

Understood.
I'll take care of it.

All right, this is a hold up!

[all screaming]

Everybody back against the wall!

Come on, move it!

[all clamoring]
There's no need
to panic, calm down.

There's no need to panic.

- Do as your told and nobody
will get hurt.
- Everybody against the wall!

Up against the wall,
you heard me!

I heard you, yes.
I'm just taking care
of my clients.

- So, calm down.
- I said, up against the wall,
mister!

And who's gonna
give you the money
if I'm up against the wall?

Who's in charge here, you?

That's right, yes.

Pass over
all the change you got.

- Quickly, please.
- Oh, please, please,
don't hurt anyone.

- We won't.
- What about the boy?

Don't worry about him.

Here's two bundles of hundreds.

- Thank you very much.
- Now fifty's, here we are.

[police siren rises]

The cops are on to us!

That punk, Nico!

The son of a beast
squealed on us!

He didn't know about it.

[multiple police sirens wail]

[brakes squeal]

They're inside, Inspector.

Keep your guns outta sight.

Guns down, come on.

There's Nicola.
- That filthy rat!

[woman shouts hysterically]
The punk's got everything he
wanted out of us

and then he double crossed us!
- The police are here.
The police are here.

Shut up!

Calm down!

Pull yourself together,

or I'll beat the daylights
out of you.

Pepe, it's Nico.

I wanna come in and talk.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

You're a liar!
You're not comin' in here!

You haven't got a chance,
you're surrounded.

So, come on, let me inside
and we'll talk.

Sure, man.
Whaddya wanna
talk about, huh?

We want an escape car
and that's it,

or else in thirty seconds
I'm gonna start
killing the hostages!

Don't be a fool,
let the man in to talk to us.

I won't wear a jacket.
That way you'll know
I'm not carrying a gun.

Here, nobody is to shoot
for any reason.

I'm not armed now.

Let the hostages out
and I'll take their place.

Come any closer
and I'll plug ya!

Piccio, take it easy.
Let him in.

Wait a minute.

Hello there, Nico.

Pepe.

Come on, put that gun down.

Pull that trigger and you
haven't got a chance.

[all murmuring]

They killed a hostage!

They killed a poor,
little baby, too!

Yeah, you hear?
They murdered a hostage!

It wasn't me.
I want you to know that.

I have a hunch the gang's
tryin' to get rid of you
and they phoned the police.

The punk's lying!

Piccio, he's not.

No, I'm not.

I'd be cutting
my own throat, right?

Taking my informers
out of action, no?

Yeah, I guess so.

I'll do what I can to fix this,
try to make it easy on you.

If you want me to help you,
then give me the gun.

Or would you rather kill me?

No, no.

- Then that's it.
- No.

[shouting outside]

They're killers!

I saw them,
they killed a hostage!

They murdered a hostage,
I know it!

It was a young girl
they killed!

I saw them murder a young girl!

They murdered a baby
in there and I'll bet
they'll be free in a month!

You the director?
- Yes.

- Check this, there shouldn't
be anything missing.
- Right, sir.

Yes, it's all here.

You listen, Pepe...

[muffled shouting continues]

I wrote down all I know
about the racket

and one or two names
of other small fish.

- Nothing big.
- Nothing big.

I don't know
who the boss is, but listen,

I do know that in a few days,
all the heavies are gonna
get together to talk.

They're to have a meeting
to figure out how to divide
the rest of the country.

You got any idea at all
where they're likely
to have the meeting?

No idea, and I'm afraid
with this mess,

it's the end of my run.

Well, I guess we better go.

Nico, please, do what you can
for the kid, will you?

He's the one to save,
not me, understand?

Don't worry about it.

Thanks.

I should thank you, Pepe.

[phone rings]

Good morning, yes?

The bank's closed already.

There was a robbery, sir--

Who are you talkin' to?

You're talkin'
to one of the idiots
who took part in the hold up.

[angry shouting]

Get this crowd back, will ya?

You men, come over here
and keep them from closing in.

Let's get outta here.
This could be dangerous.

No, come on.
Don't worry.

I hope you're right.

Come on, Piccio.

Don't worry, my men
will hold them back.

There they are,
the dirty killers!

Let's get 'em!

Come on, let's kill 'em!

[violent shouting]

[bones crack, screams]

[horn honks]

[shouting fades]

[chief] Inspector...

You were taken off this case,

and even if that were not so,

your actions would have been

no less than
totally irresponsible.

There'll be an inquiry
into this mess you've created.

A mess that's also
involved your superior.

But he didn't know
anything about it, sir.

Let it go.
Please, Nico,
don't worry about it.

Why shouldn't I worry about it?
I acted on my own,

so you're not responsible.

Palmieri, you're a fool

to imagine you could get away
with what you were doing,

utilizing criminal methods
to solve a crime.

Criminal methods,
in this case,
were necessary.

Look sir, in six months,
if we don't stop them,

we'll be paying for
the air we breathe.

I know my methods are,
let's say, somewhat illegal,

but if the results are right,
don't they justify the means?

A boy killed, beaten to a pulp?

No, Inspector Palmieri,

and as of right now,
you're fired.

What do you mean?

I didn't understand,
I'm sorry, sir.

I said, as of right now,
you're out of a job.

Would you mind at least
telling me who squealed?

What do you mean?

Ah, yes.
I see, well, um...

...a letter.
It was anonymous.

Anonymous.

I don't think so.

My guess is that
you know who sent it.

♪♪

[gunshots]

Pull!

[gunshots]

Pull!
[gunshot]

Pull!

[gunshot]

Pull!

[gunshots]

Hi, there.

Two hundred shells a day, hm?

For two months.

Would you like to shoot
at something...

...a little more dangerous.

♪♪

Pull!

[gunshot]

Well, Mazzarelli,
remember what you said?

That day at the docks?

"We'll work on it together,
if I live."

That's what you said to me.

And you're living, aren't you?

Living...

In a metal brace?

I know I promised, Nico.

Only I can't
get used to the idea
of working with the police.

Well, I'll tell ya...

I ain't a cop anymore.

All I want to know
from you, Mazzarelli,

is where they'll hold
that meeting this week.

The rest is my headache.

Cell 36.

[Palmieri] Hello Doringo.

[Doringo] Well, well,
Inspector Palmieri,

what the hell
brings you out here?

You wanna do a job for me?

Need me to pull a trigger, huh?

Who is it?

The gang
who took over your position.

So why don't you
do it with your own men?

Because I need professionals
for a job like this.

Real professionals.

And what does it pay?

I'll bust you outta jail.

It's not much.

And get you a passport.

And as soon as the job's done,
you can leave.

How do I know
you won't screw me?

You don't, but you can screw me,

so it works both ways.

We're in the same boat.

A deal?

For now, yeah.

I already killed three in here.

Like this.

So silently.

They don't even know
what's happening.

[excited breaths]

The one I most enjoy
killing are...

...the rapists.

Inspector, listen.

If you give me a machine gun...

...I promise you one thing,
I won't let you down.

I'll kill everyone in here.

300 punks less in the world.

That's not what I want you
to do for me.

I want you to kill the man
who raped your daughter.

[Palmieri] Well, Pepe?

Everything ready for tomorrow?

Yeah, but I think you're crazy.

I mean, what do you want
with a man like me?

I couldn't hit a ballpark
with a bazooka.

Look, Pepe, I need you.

For your loyalty and integrity,

and your smile.

The first two are yours,
but you won't get a smile

till they're all dead.

Is it good?

Mm.

[hatch opens]

Hey, Nico, you got ten minutes.

Two more, that's all
I can give ya, pal.

Come on, move your ass.

♪♪

♪♪

[brakes squeal]

Running out on us?

Try that once more
and I'll bury you.

Get in.

[murmurs]

[scoffs]

Watch yourself, fella.

This'll be
our base of operations.

Ah, a palace.

How magnificent!

It reminds me
of the Waldorf Astoria.

Well, what do you want,
luxury or security?

I must admit,

I prefer a happy compromise.

I think I better warn you,
if I find one bedbug,

you will see me for dust.

Ah, big dining table,

discussionary
with local artifacts,

a couple of dead rats,

ah, and a resident robot.
[chuckles]

I'm Pepe, no offense intended.

I'm Piero Mazzarelli.
How are you?

I know you from somewhere.
Las Vegas?

That's right.
Front row chorus.

The one with the green feathers.

[chuckles]

I'm Pepe, pleased to meet you.

Ah, it's obviously not mutual.

Are you--

You're Doringo
the hit-man, right?

The man who ran protection
in Milan, right?

You started the racket,
didn't you?

I'll kill you!

[cries out]

Quit it!

[grunting]

We're all supposed to be
on the same side, aren't we?

I'll murder you.

I'll murder you!

Knock it off!

Get off, that's enough!

I'll kill him!
I'll kill--

You'll do nothing of the sort.

Now get it
through your thick head,
he's working with us.

I know, but listen--

He's one of the--

You ever pull that again,

I'll kill you.

As for you,
just forget about it.

No way, he's mine.

You'll forget about it, Doringo.

Understand?

Uh-huh.

As we're gonna be
cooped-up here some days,

let's make an effort
to cooperate.

That goes for you guys too.
Get it?

- Me? I'm--
- Sure, though I think
you're right outta your mind.

You figure you,
and these four crazies,

are gonna fight a war
against the racket?

Come on, Nico.

You may be good,
but you're not
a miracle-maker.

I told you already,

all I wanna know from you

is where they're gonna
hold a meeting.

Nothing else, Mazzarelli.

Yeah, I suppose
you got a great plan.

It'll make all of us heroes.

You won't last two minutes
against that mob.

There'll be dozens of them,

but that's not
the only problem you'll have.

You won't get near the place.

There are high walls.
It's a natural fortress.

Where is it?

At the Fabrizi plant,
on the Cassia.

[Palmieri]
What do they make here?

[Mazzarelli]
Agricultural machinery,

and that's a cover
for a lot of things.

Mm.

What made them choose
this place?

It's a natural.

Good security,
and the owner's
a member of the mob.

You know when
the meeting's to be?

All I know is
Friday or Saturday.

My guess is Saturday.

Why?

Because they'd want a day when
there are no workers around.

At night, it's too risky.

Then Friday evening, we go in
and wait for them to get there.

[tense music ♪]

Mm.

Anyone like a drink?

Vallelunga, that's a fine wine.

Wonder how it
found it's way in here.

All right, let's get
these weapons sorted out.

[gun cocks]

♪♪

Any ammo?

The ammunition,
you get when I'm ready.

Then it's payment up front.
I want the passport.

You get that
when I'm ready, too.

And that is, uh, if you're still
one of the living.

Then the deal's off.

Like hell it's off.

The reason you joined me...

...is because every one of you
is driven by personal motives.

Giulti, they kidnapped
and raped your daughter,

and she killed herself.

You, Mazzarelli,

they busted you up so badly,

you'll wear that brace
for the rest of your life.

Rossetti,

they raped your wife
and burned her alive.

Pepe's here because they caused
the death of his nephew.

And me?

I'm here because
it's the one possibility I have

to bring a little justice
into the world.

Jesus Christ in a puzzle.

A puzzle, heck,
he's off his nut.

Maybe I am,

but if it comes to that,
we all are.

So, reasons
don't really matter.

Do we cancel the plan now,
or see the thing through?

Make your decision.

Yeah.

Mm, if it's that important
to have a guy around

who's ready to smile
when everybody's dead,

you can count me in.

Just remember, work as a team...

...and we can pull it off.

[woman]
Hey, where the hell
are you going?

Hey, give me back
my panties, dammit!

[grunting]
What are you playing at?

- Hey, what did you
do that for you jerk!
- Shove off.

Hey, pops.
Pops!

What's goin' on?

Some son of a gun threw my
panties over the gate.

Hot dog, you haven't got
any panties on.

Oh, come on pops.
Give them back to me, will you?

I'm freezing!

Come on, give me back
my clothes, I've got work to do.

Well now, honey bee,
what you gonna give me
in return, huh?

Why you rat mole fogie,
you want a freebie just
to give me back my clothes?

Yep, fair exchange.

All right, all right,
let me in.

That's a girl.

I promise you,
you won't forget this--

Save it, pops,
I'm in a hurry.

You wanna do it?
Let's do it.

Don't rush me, girlie.

I'm a man who likes
to take his time.

I'll admit, I'm not as good
as I once was,

but I'm as good once
as I ever was.
- Aw, can it, pops.

Come on, get in here, will you?
I told you I'm in a hurry.

Here I am, honey bee.

Now let's see,
clothes over here...

Come on, pops,
I haven't got all night.

Get your pants down
and get on with it.

Hey, pops, what the hell
are you doing?

What's the matter
with you, girlie?

Ain't you ever tried
that one before?

[woman groaning]

Christ, haven't you
finished yet?

No way.

This one.

I could be wrong,
I guess, but, uh--

[gate clattering]

[gate opens]

[sneaky music ♪]

♪♪

♪♪

You think you can
get inside that duct?

Yeah, I expect so.

It's big enough, all right.

Yeah, I'll go there.

Loosen one of the gratings.

You'll have the best
field of fire from up there.

Yeah, you're right.

You go with Rossetti,
all right?

But move along the duct
to a grating further down.

How about
the other pillar there?

Sure.

Mm-hmm.

Mazzarelli?

Huh?

I need to leak.
Where's the john?

All over the place.

You take the pump gun, Nico.

It's my favorite gun.

But I'll need more range,
I think.

So, I'll take the rifle.

Ain't you forgetting something,
fella?

The passport.

Off you go.

[grunting]

[grunting]

[heavy breathing]

Here, Pepe, this is for you.

No, no, no.
Really, Nico.

They frighten me to death.

I sweat like a pig
at the mere thought.

Listen, you take it.

I don't even know
what piece is the barrel.

You're not getting
cold feet now, are you?

Come on my friend,
of course not.

I just don't wanna use a gun
but I'll find things to do.

Like what?

I'll take care
of these fireworks.

I'll really enjoy
throwing these things around.

Hm.

All right.

Now, I suggest you take
a position over there

where you can cover
the entrance.

Up there?

Yeah.

Eh, what a pity.

I was hoping to work
at ground level.

See, I've suffered
from vertigo since I was a kid.

Still, I can't... back out now.

I'll do my best.

Thanks, Pepe.

I know you will.

Okay, let's go.

Wait-wait a minute.

Look, why don't you let me
cover the entrance with him?

You're gonna need a gun
there as well.

All right.

Best place to be.

I'll kill everybody from there.

Right?

As soon as they've all
come through the door,

I'll let them have it, right?

They won't stand a chance.

I don't want you to fire
until you get my signal,
understand?

Huh?

Before you pull the trigger,
you wait for my signal.

It's important.
All right?

Right, your signal.

[footsteps echoing]

[gasps]

My God, I'm gonna be sick.

- Hey, Nico?
- Hm?

You want a bit of courage?

No thanks.

Here.

It'll calm your nerves, man.

♪♪

[metal clattering]

Well, I was right
about Saturday, anyhow.

[footsteps echoing]

That's Fabrizi.

Owns the place.

The one in front.

The second one is Vraspar.

He's an international fence.

Next guy looks like...

Wait a minute.
Yeah, that's Cuomo.

He organizes kidnappings.

Behind Cuomo is--

Son of a gun.

That's Louis Je Mayer.

He's the Marseille connection.

Drugs, gun running,
white slavery.

That last guy,
right at the back...

Ah, yeah, that's Aresti Saclà.

He runs night clubs
and gambling joints

as a front
for drugs and prostitution.

I wonder if that's all.

Nico,

look who it is.

It's that rotten, filthy,
dirty rat fink, Rudy,

and his cute little friends.

[intense music ♪]

♪♪

Mazzarelli...

...who's that?

I don't know.

I can't see his face.

♪♪

Gentlemen,

today we are going to resolve
our personal animosities,

our petty squabbling.

Well, who is it?

As independents,
we have little.

As a group, we have everything.

If we cooperate,

pool our many resources,

we could do, literally,
anything we choose.

And I mean anything.

It's that lawyer, Giuni.

Giovanni Giuni.

factories, restaurants,
shops, hotels,

if they want to stay open,
they'll pay us.

In fact, eventually,
every living individual
will have to pay us.

If they refuse,
their gas main might blow up

and take
half the house with it.

People will soon learn
that they have no defense

against the terror
we will create.

Just one phone call,

one threat will make them pay.

Do you have kids,

and you don't want
to lose them?

Then pay.

You don't have the money?

You have a house.
So, sell it, and pay.

No house?
Then half your salary
each month.

If you want your kids
to live, then pay.

Pay!

Naturally, some will hesitate.

So we kill
a couple of children.

A few examples
of that kind

and there will be
no more hesitation.

People will pay
without question.

But we have to cover ourselves,

protect each and every
member of the operation.

Politicians, police,
and judges,

we have to recruit them.

- It may not be easy.
- Of course it is!

All politicians love chaos,

it gives them greater control
of their constituents.

Oh, we can buy anybody,
magistrates, judges, policemen,

anybody at all.

And therein lies our--

[gunshots]

I knew he'd screw it up for us.

God dammit!

They're killing everyone!

Run for it, get out of here!

- Which way?
- Go that way!

Jump, go on!

[cries out]

Luigi!
Help!

[whimpering]

[gunshots continue]

[gas hissing]

[gunshot]

[reverberating screams]

Well, look who's here.

[laughs]

Didn't anyone ever tell ya

that bullets have no effect
on Mazzarelli?

[shrieks]

[yells in pain]

[winces]

[door creaks]

[gunshots continue]

[suspenseful music ♪]

Inspector, don't kill me.

Don't kill me!

Don't kill me, no!

You know a man's innocent

until his guilt is proven.
I have a right to a trial.

I have that right!

[whimpering] No...

Don't...

No! [screams]
No! Please--

[gunshot]

[reverberating screams]

Wait a minute.

Wait...

No, no...

Yes.
Yeah, die!

[groans]

Die!

Die.

[exhales]

[panting]

[distant, scattered gunshots]

You see there, Stefania?

Huh?

Your papa kept his promise.

Yeah, he kept his word to you.

Yeah, he did.

They're all dead.
[chuckles]

You know,

I remember this morning
when I was waiting...

No, I'll tell you
in a minute, right?

I can be there in a few seconds

and I'll tell you
the whole story.

All right, Stefania?

[gunshots]

[metal clatters]

[yelling]

[grunting]

[water spilling]

Look out!

Nico!

Behind the cars!

[speaks Italian]

Palmieri.

Palmieri!

Seems to me, we're alone now.

We might as well
have a truce, all right?

Let's put our guns down
and talk.

Palmieri, your actions today
make you a criminal.

So what is there to stop us
doing a deal?

We could be very useful
to each other.

Don't you agree?

♪♪

[pulsing music ♪]

[grunting, metal crashing]

♪♪

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