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- Bang!
- That's enough.

- No! - Give me the gun,
I'll buy you an ice cream.

- I want a rifle!
- Let's go.

I think that one's
better, you know.

Well, if you want my opinion...

- Usual place, usual time.
- Sure thing.

- That the movie they're showing today?
- No, it's another Western.

- They'll show that one tomorrow.
- Oh.

- I tried it, but it's not my cup of tea.
- I didn't like it either.

- People say it's good.
- To each his own.

But you gotta try
it more than once.

See the creature who scared Frankenstein's
monster and smashed the Abominable Snowman!

See this uber-terrifying
picture!

See "King Kong is
Around the Corner"!

See it with your eyes
open, if you dare!

See the creature who scared...

And now for weird news
from all over the world.

Tokyo: a Japanese farmer
was abducted by a UFO.

The man's family and friends
swear it's what happened.

- Take that one, it's bigger.
- The farmer is a young man of 20.

The man had approached a strange
object that fell near his farm.

Friends and family swear that
the young man was grabbed

by two long metal arms
that emerged from the object.

- Time to open up!
- Immediately after, it...

Welcome. This way, please.

What's the rush? Are they afraid
of missing the commercials?

I like those!

- It's all about feeling something once...
- That's sentiment for you.

Two, please.

Hey, stop shoving!

1 Our clothes are over the moon
with this fabric softener! I

Jewelry, diamonds, stars.

Steal them before
somebody buys them first.

Jewelry you'd steal for.

♪ Stealing 1

You'll feel it in your
veins, like this...

- Come on, I can't see a thing in here.
- I can.

A taste of woman...

A whiskey for a man's man.

A whiskey women can
drink with their men.

Let's sit here, we can
stretch our legs.

It's such a strong experience...

Something to do together...

All right, all right, leg space.
I'm not a vampire, you know.

Drink American Dry.
It's dry and American.

Drink it whenever you want.

It is not a digest if, nor an aperitif,
nor a thirst quencher.

It's just good, as simple as that.
Drink it.

Drink it and follow the trend.

Shaken or neat, with ice or seltzer.
Any way you like it.

The drink for successful men.

Buy Prometheus, the
unstoppable alarm clock!

It won't stop ringing
unless you get out of bed!

Prometheus. Prometheus.
Prometheus.

Use Digeril. It's good
enough to digest rocks!

The digestive for a man
who loves his meals!

Digeril, the
sparkling digestive!

Don't forget your change, sir.

- Is it restricted?
- No, she can watch it.

- Hear that? You can watch the movie.
- Good.

You! You! You never forget it!

- Has the movie started?
- No, it's about to.

- What? What?
- He said it's about to start.

I put it out.

A typewriter Model S-101.

- Model S-101!
- My cinema pass.

First cheapskate of
the day. Not bad!

There.

Do you like these seats?

It's your fault if I end up
not liking this picture.

Thank you.

What the hell have
you done, you fool?!

I'm really scared.

Don't worry.

Everything's going to be fine.

That's enough.

Otherwise, my father
won't recognize him.

I'm dating five
different guys tonight.

Tonight? Five? How
will you manage?

By not showing up.
I'm not going!

You're nuts!

What's the title?

The Chopped Hand.
All right.

Just one day, though. Let's
be clear about this.

I've already got a series
of films with fixed dates.

Yes, tell your wife I said hello.
Thanks.

That's Samuel Pratt, my father!

I'm gonna see if he's outside.

The commercial claimed it was
a "buy one, get two" deal!

- Yeah, I saw that, too.
- Two boxes of laundry soap for one!

Two small ones, though.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- How long till the end?
- About ten minutes.

Thank you.

- Hello.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

- Hurry up already, will ya?
- It's all ready.

I get off work early tonight.
Can you come pick me up?

You can watch it again.

I've seen it, too. All right,
we'll go to another theater.

Your place? But
the TV is broken!

What is he waiting for?

He has to shoot!

- He's waiting for the right moment.
- He's just a regular idiot!

Hey, look over there.

- That guy in the restroom.
- Cute, ain't it?

With all the seats he
could choose from...

I've been waiting years
for this moment.

Be good and watch the movie.
Look at the characters.

- What happened?
- He's dead!

- Turn on the lights!
- There's a dead man here! A dead man!

- Police! Nobody move!
- He's been shot!

- Where do you think you're going?
- Lock the exits!

Wait!

- Get the manager!
- What's going on here?

- Look!
- Calm down! Calm down, everybody!

- Are you guys on strike?
- We're closed! Closed!

Stop the film! Stop it!

Turn on the lights!
Stop the film!

What's all this racket?
Stop the film, hurry!

Poor fellow.

Stop staring at the body.
Let's go.

Please, try to calm down.

- Try to calm down.
- What am I supposed to do?

We can't.

We're stuck in here.

All right, I'll call you back.

We're screwed.

Shut up. Just shut up already.

I knew it would end like this.

- And it's all because you wanted it.
- Shut up.

Don't I even have
the right to speak?

I had a gut feeling.

I don't have the keys to open the
coin-box. There's nothing I can do!

- I have to call home!
- The gentleman was here first!

- Let him call.
- All right, make your call.

Stop shouting like a crazy person!

Get here as fast as you can!
I can't handle this by myself!

No thieves, no pickpockets.

- Yeah, send somebody!
- We've always shown clean films.

I saw it once on a TV show. They
make an outline of the body.

- The feet too?
- Especially the feet.

Call the station, we
need some backup.

- What's that powder for?
- For fingerprints, I guess.

Start questioning the witnesses and have
the body removed as soon as possible.

Call me at the
courthouse around 7:30.

What a day.

You sure no one left?

Positive. I locked the
main exit right away.

The emergency door was locked.

The murderer is still in the building.
Their gun, too.

- No weapons or anything, Inspector.
- Keep looking.

Nothing, Inspector.

Finding a gun in this
chaos is impossible.

- How many people in the audience?
- 54, including the victim.

- One guy didn't have a ticket.
- Let's start with him.

Grandpa, can I go
look at that man?

- Quiet, he doesn't want to be disturbed.
- But he's dead!

Dead and covered with
a sheet, poor guy.

Let's pray for the best.

- You.
- Me?

- No, you.
- What, me?

- Yes.
- Sit down, he's not talking to you.

- A comedy?
- A tragedy.

- And you wrote it?
- Yes, I did.

- So you weren't looking for anything else?
- Nothing else.

I forgot my script here after
yesterday's rehearsals.

- I'm also directing the show.
- Good for you.

What sort of show? Off-theater?
Pop? Under?

Classical.

- Did you know the victim?
- Never seen that man before.

You bumped into him without
an apology when you came in.

- I was in a hurry.
- You were also in a hurry to leave.

After the gunshot.

Many other people were
running towards the exits,

all looking very upset,
much more than myself.

But they weren't hidden
behind the stage. Like you.

I had to deliver that manuscript to my
publisher, so I was in a bit of a hurry.

Are you also a writer?

- A novelist?
- I'm a sociologist, actually.

Oh, good for you.

It seems that you were watching the
audience instead of the movie.

Isn't that odd?

Not for a sociologist. I'm interested
in the audience's reactions.

You may have noticed something or
somebody the others didn't see.

What that director did near
the stage, for instance.

- Well... I can't see beyond ten meters.
- Shame.

Before entering the auditorium,
the victim bought a drink.

Yes, he always does. I
mean, he always did.

Was he acting
strange or worried?

I don't know, I was
studying in the closet.

- Studying?
- Yes.

- I'm a working student.
- Good for you.

- What do you study?
- Nuclear physics.

I see. Can't you tell
me anything useful?

I'm afraid I can't.

- But...
- But?

Yes, I knew him. By sight.

- Did he come to this theater often?
- Pretty often.

What else can you
tell me about him?

- Nothing else.
- What sort of films did he prefer?

Everything. Our manager always said
that if everyone was like him,

the industry wouldn't
be in crisis.

He even refused the special price
the manager wanted to give him.

What a gentleman. He preferred
to pay the full ticket.

- Who did he usually come with?
- Alone. Always alone.

Would you say he was
a real cinephile?

Did he have any other,
let's say, mania?

I don't understand
your question.

I'll try to be more clear, then.

Did he often go to the toilet?

He wasn't a... I'm sorry.

Perhaps you're confusing
him with the other guy?

Good point. Tell me
about this other guy.

It can happen to anyone.
I really needed to go.

A matter of utmost urgency, considering you
spent the whole afternoon in the toilet.

Who were you signaling?
The victim?

I didn't make any signs.

Were you and the victim
rivals of sorts, perhaps?

I don't know what you're talking about.
Enough with these insinuations!

Who were you signaling, then?
A friend?

- An accomplice?
- I didn't make any signs, I told you.

I didn't see anything. I don't
know what to tell you, Inspector.

- What did those signals mean?
- Not again.

- What did those signals mean?
- I didn't see anything.

Who were you replying to
with that head shake?

I didn't shake my head.

- How old are you?
- Sixteen.

Let's start again. Try to
be more precise this time.

- Go ahead.
- I've nothing to ask you, truth be told.

No, go ahead and ask away.

- I want to be questioned.
- Only if you have something to say.

- No. Try asking me, though.
- Miss...

- You heard the inspector, let's go.
- Quiet, you!

I'll call you if I need you.

Now be good and wait
downstairs with the others.

That guy arrived,
and I changed seats.

It's easy to see why, huh?
He was big, and I'm not.

I couldn't see the film,
especially towards the end!

- Just before the murder.
- You can't possibly think...

You turned to look at him.
We have witnesses.

I wanted to see what
that prick looked like!

That poor guy, I mean.

I can't stand people who turn up right
before the end of a film, Inspector.

That's why I took
out my gun,

and when the cowboy on the
screen fired his pistol,

I shot him straight
in the heart.

And then I swallowed the murder
weapon with all the bullets.

X-ray me if you
don't believe it!

See if there's a doctor in the audience.
This man needs a sedative.

- Ma'am.
- Thank you.

I assure you, I don't
know this man.

The film had already
started when I arrived,

and I sat next to this
lady by pure chance.

Politi, have the kid from the
shack bar come back here.

Yes.

Well played.

Well played.

Could you please
repeat what you heard?

Of course. The woman said,
"We're screwed."

You're lying! I'd never use
that kind of language.

- And then?
- The man told her to shut up.

- It's not true, he's lying!
- Let him finish.

We're eager to know
where this is going.

The usual key witness. You should
never contradict a compulsive liar.

May I continue?

The woman started shaking and said,
"I knew it would end like this."

- I heard it clearly.
- Can you confirm your statement?

Of course.

Do you also confirm it?

You, too, I guess.
Everyone confirms it.

In this case, you're free to go.

Not home, obviously.

My husband is waiting home for me,
Inspector. It's almost time for dinner.

Use one of the
telephones in the lobby.

I believe your husband can survive
without you for an evening.

Listen, Inspector. I was in
the lobby when it happened.

I'm telling you, I'm
useless as a witness.

My girlfriend is outside. We haven't
gone out for a week and if...

Sorry, but you're staying.
You might be useful.

I'm a just a ticket taker.
Show business is...

I bet you see plenty of
faces on the job, right?

Well, yes. A few punks get
in from time to time.

They bother the audience,
slash the seats and so on.

- What do you do when it happens?
- I dial the emergency line.

Good thinking. What about this
afternoon? Did any punks get in?

Try to remember.

Think about it.

Yes, maybe I saw a
couple of bad mugs.

- One left, while the other one...
- Could you describe them?

Aldo Capocci, stockbroker.

Roberto Vinci, accountant.

Good, good.

- Where's the other one?
- He had a few errands.

- A deal or what?
- Women.

Have their ID cards checked at the station.
Go back downstairs.

If only one of these people
would just tell the truth.

Uncanny.

I don't want any more trouble
with the police, got it?

- No?
- No.

Stop it! The law says you
can't smoke in this building!

- You're a dunce!
- No, you are!

Stop shouting, that poor
fellow is still there!

- Inspector!
- Excuse me, Inspector?

Excuse me, Inspector.

Could you please tell him
that smoking is prohibited?

Let's not overreact.
Considering the situation,

you're allowed to smoke, drink,
and eat as much as you like.

It'll put you in a more relaxed
mood for when I return.

Let's hope so. Let's hit the
snack bar, shall we?

Stop asking me! You devoured
everything! There's nothing left!

- The boy is hungry!
- There's nothing left except for candies!

- I want some milk!
- I told you, there's nothing I can do!

- I'd like some toast and a beer.
- Go ask the inspector and leave me alone!

There's nothing left. I've told
you a million times already!

- You must do something, Inspector!
- I'd like toast and a beer.

Calm down, everybody!
Supplies are on the way!

Tell him we're stuck in here.

- We're stuck in here, Captain.
- What nonsense are you talking about?

- We can't leave.
- You can't leave?!

- Exactly.
- Who's holding you? Let me talk to him.

- Yes.
- Put him on the line.

Yes, sir, Captain.

Excuse me, Inspector?
You're wanted on the phone.

- What am I supposed to do now?
- I dunno, it's chaos in here.

- Shall I go home?
- They might let me out. I'll ask them.

Open up, let us through.

There he is! Inspector!

Make way! Let us through!

- My wife's inside, I must get into
the theater! - Who are you? Out!

- Out of the vehicle, sir.
- Kick him out!

- My wife's inside!
- Calm down, sir.

- To HQ.
- I have powerful friends!

The murderer is still in
there, that's for sure.

- Many of them knew the victim.
- And we don't know anything about him.

His ID?

Call HQ and warn them
we'll be back later.

And tell them to send someone
to take that poor guy away.

Have them notify the medical
examiner and the ballistics expert.

It can't be true.

It's all so unbelievable.

Unbelievable, you say?

- When did he leave?
- Around five, I think.

He said he'd be back for dinner,
before going out again.

- Another film?
- Yes, it's very likely.

He watched two every day,
sometimes even three.

He would watch the same
film again if he liked it.

He was a former civil servant,
so he had a good pension.

- He always paid rent on time.
- I see.

- Did he ever invite friends here?
- No.

- Women?
- Never.

He was my best tenant.

He would spend his time
watching television.

Sometimes he would turn on both
televisions at the same time.

It's true, but he never
bothered anyone.

He was kind.

He would put these headphones on, and
he also kept the volume very low.

He knew all about these things.

You could ask him about a film director
and he'd tell you their life story.

He even knew about the
films they couldn't make.

He said those ideas were often
better than the films they had made.

He'd show me the pictures
he was watching.

He was like a child.

I remember something
he once told me.

"Cavemen didn't know
how to talk, you know,

but they drew pictures.

We can still see them today.

We can see how things were
thousands of years ago."

- Inspector.
- Yeah?

This looks like a diary.

"Today's best films, rather than mirroring
the world, seem to want to infiltrate it.

They go looking for its most essential and
innermost aspects, going beyond reality.

Some lesser films, on the other
hand, tend to distort reality

and create an imaginary world
that, for many, replaces the real one."

- Did he write these things?
- At night, for hours.

He paid me extra for all
the electricity he used.

He was a real gentleman.

Was he ill-tempered? Did
he have any enemies?

- Former colleagues, maybe?
- Him?

Neither friends nor enemies.

One morning, I found him standing in front
of this mirror, looking at himself.

Do you know what he told me?

He was a bit
eccentric, mind you.

He told me,

"This is my image, dear lady.

It makes me feel uncomfortable, even
if I've seen it since I was born.

If I know myself a little,

it's because I look at myself in
the mirror every single day."

That's exactly what he said.

- Poor man!
- That poor fellow!

Quiet!

Make way, I'm trying
to do my job here.

You got relatives in there?

My father and my kid, but they
won't let me talk to them.

POLICE MORTUARY

- There must be something left to eat!
- Complain to the inspector.

He's digging his own grave.

My lawyer will complain
to the higher-ups!

You've got to drink
something after that scare.

- You were scared, too.
- You more than me.

It doesn't change the facts.

Some TV crews are out there.
We'll have to say something.

The head commissioner could
hold a nice press conference.

And he loves doing them.

Only if there's something
to say, my friend.

I guess it'll be the
deputy's turn, unless you...

What? Me facing all
those cameras?

I'd start to, well, panic.

I wouldn't act natural.

Never mind.

In the meantime, get
ready for the test.

- They're coming out!
- I see the deputy head commissioner!

Calm down, everybody.
I'll answer your questions.

Calm down, I said.
Stop shouting, please.

You reporters are
always the same.

Calm down. There's only one thing
I can tell you at the moment.

It's not a simple case, but we're
positive we'll crack it soon.

What do you mean by soon?

- A reasonably short time.
- Have you got any clues?

We're doing a reenactment of the crime,
which could uncover crucial details.

- So you'll project the film again?
- Maybe.

What about the children inside?

And what about the elderly?

We're filming live, sir.

Any statements you'd like
to make for our network?

I want everyone to listen
to what I'm about to say.

- Was the victim married?
- No.

Did he have any relatives?

Answer my question about
screening the film again.

The audience and staff will repeat their
actions from before and after the crime,

no matter how insignificant.

Will the children be sent home?

Absolutely not. Children are formidable
witnesses and can be very insightful.

Found any clues, sir?

We have solid evidence, but we
obviously can't reveal it to the press.

That's enough for now, I
have to go back to work.

Thank you.

What a drag. Shame all this
had to happen tonight.

The barman had given me the
address of a restaurant.

- I was going to take you there.
- I'm used to your sudden changes of plan.

I'm going home,
I've had enough of this.

Come on, just stay
a little longer.

I'm sure they'll
let us leave soon.

Hey, ticket guy.

Stop wasting time and look for a
volunteer to sit in the victim's seat.

- I'll do it. Your search is over.
- Hurry up, then. Move it!

Move it!

You hear that? Tell all
the journalists outside!

- You're such a braggart!
- And give them a picture of me.

You braggart!

The one with me wearing swimming
trunks and smoking a pipe!

Let's go, ma'am.
You, too, please.

Oh boy, here we go again.

You too, ma'am.

Go to your seat and
stop complaining!

The boy will be traumatized by all this.
I'm going to make a formal complaint.

Good, make a complaint. In the
meantime, go to your seat.

Come on, hurry up.

You, too, please.

Fall in line and
go to your seats.

Stop bossing us around!

Go to your seat, miss.

Be sure that you take the
same seats you had before.

Same seats.

- Everyone ready?
- Ready!

- There we are. After you.
- No, dear. You first.

Go, go.

The murderer is already home watching TV!
That's for sure!

He'll have a good laugh when he finds
out what you are subjecting us to!

Sit down and be quiet!

It's my constitutional right
to speak as much as I want!

Right now your only right
is to sit down and behave!

Tyranny! You're
abusing your power!

Shut up!

- Go to the toilets, sir.
- But I went later.

- When the lights went out, see.
- Just go.

- Tell him to go to his seat.
- Yes, sir.

Go to your seat.

You won't get away with this!
These things never happen abroad!

Let's behave for now, but we'll
show them when they let us go.

Inspector, that lady
is in the wrong seat.

- She was two rows back.
- Thank you.

- We can start.
- Let's roll.

Be good now. I'll take you
home after the film is over.

I see, all right.
Start the film!

Hey.

- And then I leaned over there.
- Carry on.

Am I doing it right?

Hey, it's your turn!

- Look how cheerful he is.
- Let's go see what happens.

I'm ready.

Thank you.

Idiots!

A nation of idiots!

I've been waiting years
for this moment.

But he didn't...

But he didn't come
that way before!

- We gotta get out of here!
- Somebody help us!

- Let me out of here!
- Calm down, everybody!

I want to go home! We gotta get
out of here! They'll kill us all!

- Did you hear that?
- What's going on in there?

Federico! Federico!

Federico! Let me in!

Calm down, miss.

Let me in! I must get in!

Let us through. Stand back.

Something happened to him!

Stop! Stop!

- Who are you, ma'am?
- A picture, miss!

It's not easy to keep them
calm, Head Commissioner.

We are doing our best. Yes, the press
is livid; they want an update.

Come again?

The elderly, the soldiers,
and the children?

Very well, Head Commissioner.

Come on.

This is madness! Madness!

Calm down, calm down! Be quiet!

Calm down and be quiet, I said!

Send the elderly, the soldiers, and the
children home, everyone else must stay.

- No one else is allowed to leave.
- That's preposterous!

- You can't keep us here forever!
- Let him through.

- I had an important date!
- Sorry, ma'am.

- I'm making a formal complaint!
- Yeah, yeah.

I understand he was a colleague, but you
must get a hold of yourself, please.

- Listen up, Inspector!
- No, you listen.

Leave me alone or I'll
have you tied to a seat.

I want to understand what's going on!
I demand to know!

- Do as I said!
- I demand to!

- Let me out, please!
- Please, don't insist.

Don't worry, everything
will be fine.

You can call me at the courthouse at any
time if there are any developments.

All right.

- Are you really sending the old
folks home? -Yes, ma'am, you can go.

You hear that? Let's go.

No way. I have the
right to stay here.

I paid for my ticket and I
want to see the entire film.

- Don't you feel a bit tired, ma'am?
- Tired? Me?

I've never been so excited.

You must persuade her to leave,
Inspector. I have to take her home.

You'll have to stay
here either way, miss.

Crystal clear, huh?

Why him? Why couldn't somebody
else sit in that cursed chair?

His father died
working on trains.

The first and second victims
knew each other well.

Yet they had only one
thing in common:

the seat they died in.

It sounds like a game
played by a maniac.

A maniac with the gift of invisibility,
then. None of us saw anyone.

With the elderly, the soldiers, and the
children gone, there are 46 people left.

Come in.

Two audience members
would like to see you.

- Let them in.
- Come in.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Sit down, please.

I see you got to know
each other, that's good.

Spare us the irony. You
landed us in real trouble.

We've decided to change
our previous statements.

- All right.
- Quite the opposite, actually.

Me and the lady are married, but
not to each other, I'm afraid.

I understand.

That's the only reason why
we lied in our statements.

We wanted to hide a
rather private detail,

which has nothing to do
with the two murders.

There's a crowd of
journalists out there,

and the lady's husband is
a prominent individual.

If the boy from the snack bar would change
his version, I'm willing to apologize.

I can make it worthwhile.

She already told her husband she
found herself by the theater,

when she was suddenly pushed inside
by the police in the chaos.

But if my name were to be
linked to hers, well...

I'm begging you, Commissioner, it was the
first time! I didn't want this to happen!

Gabriella!

I told you I didn't want to go the
the movies! I didn't! I didn't!

- Gabriella, calm down!
- Don't touch me, it's all your fault!

- You don't exist to me anymore!
- Get them out of this room.

Excuse me.

- You had any breakfast?
- No, I...

May 1?

Forgive me, gentlemen, but I'm
holding my last cigarette.

- We'll have more delivered.
- Good.

Before lighting up my first
morning cigarette, I usually...

Have a coffee. I
do just the same.

Be patient and you'll
get that as well.

Thanks. Thank you.

I'm starting to feel like I'm at home.
Thank you.

Federico.

Federico.

- They're taking the body out.
- I see a stretcher.

Ready with your cameras.

Hey, look!

- Federico. Federico.
- Excuse me, miss.

- How long had you been together?
- Do you know anything, miss?

- Did you two live in the area?
- Is it true you're pregnant?

When were you getting married?
How old are you?

- Are you coming with me?
- No.

Stupid.

- Did you know him well?
- We worked together for eight years.

Can I get you something?

- Yes, please. Some water.
- All right.

- Long days, indeed.
- You can say that again.

I heard they're going to
send us home tonight.

I hope so. I can't
take this anymore.

- Yeah, and I've got an exam in ten days.
- Same.

I failed two subjects, but living next
to this theater is too big a temptation.

We've got to try.

- Tonight.
- Tonight?

Be quiet now.

Tonight, when it gets dark.

- I'd like to speak to your superiors.
- Wait there.

Yes, sir, I assure you we
did the best we could.

No, that was a bogus trail.

Yes, but we didn't collect
any new evidence.

You can believe me, it's true.

Of course, you'll be able to
ascertain that in person.

Come in.

Yes, Head Commissioner.
Certainly, Head Commissioner.

As you command.

The Head Commissioner wants
us to keep him updated.

- This man is the famous sociologist?
- Famous? Well...

I guess you're here to change
your statement, as well.

- Why? No, I just want to cooperate.
- Better late than never.

I've thought over it a lot, and I've
decided to share my theory with you.

- You have a theory?
- Water.

During your reenactment-- I hope
I'm using the right term for it,

and which I found rather
interesting as a scholar...

Could you please
get to the point?

I noticed the gunshot was aimed at the
same seat the first victim sat in.

And it took you eight hours to
make this amazing discovery?

Did we develop the same theory?
My congratulations.

So I guess we can
agree on one point.

The murderer, if we can use that term,
shot a second time against the same seat,

on which he thought he'd
find the first victim again,

who must have provoked
him in some way.

- Are you following me?
- Not really, but carry on.

Our deepest thanks, and
if we need you again...

That's just the beginning of
my theory, truth be told.

It's just the beginning.
Let him finish.

Thank you.

You should know that the first
victim acted as a vessel.

Like a medium in a seance.

At this point, contact has
already been established.

The provocation had its effect.

Therefore, if you're planning
to hold further reenactments,

which I find rather interesting, I'd
suggest you to put a dummy in that seat.

Otherwise, the only way
to leave this theater,

and I'm not talking about me because
I'd gladly stay, will be in a coffin.

I think I've made myself
much clearer this time.

Absolutely, I admit it.

Keep yourself available. Thanks.

Shall I call the
psychiatric hospital?

- No, he's a harmless nut.
- Keep an eye on him, though.

Forgive me, gentlemen, but I
forgot something most important.

The hole.

- Is there a hole in the screen?
- No hole, don't worry.

Are you positive? Did
you check properly?

I could do it myself
with a ladder.

Give him one. And
whatever else he wants.

Thank you.

The food will be
distributed at 12:30.

The menu is nothing
to write home about,

but let me know if you'd
like anything in particular.

There's an excellent
restaurant nearby.

ANOTHER VICTIM "The case is
still shrouded in fear and mystery."

- Hey, what's he doing?
- Look over there!

- What's he doing?
- Where?

On the stage, it's
the professor.

The hole. I found the hole!

- The hole!
- He found the hole!

- What did he say?
- He said he found the hole!

I found it! I found it!

The screen still has the
mark left by the gunshot.

It's ruined! Fixing it would
cost lots of money.

The Killer fired from up
there, that's what happened!

Preposterous! The stage was full of
cops and none of them saw the killer!

Because they weren't looking
above their heads, that's why.

The Killer could have
easily hidden up there.

Sure, he could have used a ladder like the
ones in this room, but it was full of cops.

Our man didn't need a ladder.

Listen, we need to talk. You seem
much smarter than your colleague.

Are you kidding me?!

- Maybe they're going to arrest the killer!
- That's not a police van!

They use unmarked vehicles to
blend in with civilian ones!

Father Silvio! Father Silvio!
You gotta see this!

- Some food, at last!
- Would you look at granny's speed?!

Stand in line.

- Boy, I could really use some food!
- Don't pile in.

- Two servings.
- Stop shoving.

Pushy people are
SO annoying.

- Thank you.
- It smells good!

A meal, at last!

Two baskets, please.

Father Silvio, that guy took two!

Thank you.

- Shall we eat inside?
- Nope, I'm staying here.

- Go back to your games, kids.
- Stuff yourself with pasta, you murderers!

Murderers! Murderers! Murderers!

Let me out of here! Let me out!

Let me out! I want
to get out of here!

Let me out of here!

I want to get out of here!
Let me out!

- That guy's nerves are shot.
- Where are they taking him?

The director is only a director.

The two lovers are
just two lovers.

The toilet guy is
just, well, you know.

They all have something to hide,

but it's not two dead
bodies on their conscience.

- And so?
- So, well...

They were all suspects after the first
murder, and now none of them are.

- And now the news.
- You want to send them home?

What else can we do?
Keep them quarantined?

I don't feel like making such a decision.
Not now, at least.

- The Head Commissioner.
- Santa Monica, California.

- Thousands of people are...
- Am I disturbing you?

Gentlemen, I've just had a
phone call with the minister.

You'd lose your appetite if I told you
what he thinks of what you're doing here.

This is Colonel Luciferi from
the Ministry of Defense.

I was hoping for a
forensic specialist.

We're still waiting for
the autopsy results.

You expect the report to say
he died from a heart attack?

- If we knew the results...
- Turn that off.

The specialist could at least have the
bullets analyzed, Head Commissioner.

It's already been done.

But our ballistics experts couldn't
figure anything out of them.

It's evident they're
foreign-made bullets.

I conclude they weren't
made in a NATO country.

What do you think they could be?

This is why the Ministry
of Defense has stepped in.

Don't torment
yourself, Inspector.

From this moment on, I'm taking over the
investigation with the colonel's help.

Can you tell me anything about the
victims' political affiliations?

Well, I...

I'd also like an
extremist group,

ideally from outer space, to
take credit for the murders.

- Spare me your jokes.
- Perish the thought.

However, the young man was just
a member of a trade union.

The old gentleman wasn't
involved in politics.

The old man worked in the Ministry of
Defense for thirty years, by the way.

I did know, but he was an accountant.
He didn't deal with missiles.

And he only had one passion: movies,
television, and photography.

- So?
- Well, nothing.

- There's this man, a sociologist...
- A total lunatic.

- According to him...
- Not now.

Finish your meal and keep
an eye on the suspects.

You were right, Head Commissioner,
I've lost my appetite.

There's a committee out here
that wishes to be received.

- They've been waiting for a while.
- What does that mean?

- No idea.
- Have fun.

Our general assembly, which
includes the staff of this theater,

has formally elected the present
committee to represent them.

To better coordinate things, we present
you with this list of necessities.

I see. Now leave, please.

It's been over twenty-four hours.
They're getting a bit upset.

Soap, electric
shavers, deodorants...

- Are you kidding?
- Do we look like we're kidding?

There are 46 of us, sir.

Accept our requests or let us call
our lawyers. Then we'll be 92.

Newspapers, magazines, twelve televisions.
Why do you need so many?

Two state-owned, four foreign, and six
local channels. It makes twelve.

This way we can all
watch what we want,

and pass the time in
the best possible way.

- Request granted.
- Thank you.

The chow left a lot
to be desired.

The cyclone is hitting the
northern region of...

- Look at those waves, so powerful.
- The amount of damage is...

The Red Cross has mobilized
to assist the survivors.

Our contestant tonight will have
the chance to win a million lire.

- A change in the feminist movement.
- I love the quiz show host!

- A call to action for a more active phase.
- Hey, the signal's good.

And now is even better,
don't you think?

The feminist movement is pursuing
compensatory and reparative goals

for the wrongs and
injustices suffered by women.

I can't take it anymore.

Some have demanded that certain words
be changed from female to male.

- Women, huh?
- One of them being 'war.'

Juventus made a deep run in...

Do me a favor and scratch that
itch on your leg, please!

Time for the second question.

- I love Mike Bongiorno!
- Which of these players have scored...

- John Charles!
- John Charles, that's the right answer!

- Well done!
- Our next question, for a prize of...

The police came under numerous
attacks during the protest rally,

but maintained control
of the situation.

- Look at them go.
- The students tried different tactics.

Their slogan and chants were...

- Hey, there's cartoons on that other TV.
- You're right!

- Let's go watch them. - The police
gave the rocks back to the students.

We went to the
Roman office of...

- What's on the other channels?
- I don't know, I wasn't paying attention.

- War stuff.
- Quiet, they're talking about us.

Your film has been receiving a lot of
attention, both locally and abroad.

Are you planning
to re-release it?

I'm preparing a new cut
for first-run theaters.

Everyone wants to see it now.

Do you have an opinion on the morbid
curiosity surrounding this 'cursed film'?

Why? I didn't Kill
those poor fellows.

It's a clean picture, particularly
suitable for young children.

Besides, that 'cursed film' thing
you said just gave me an idea.

Why not make a drama with a great
cast to recount such morbid occurrences?

- A suspense movie, you mean?
- Of course.

A film that meets the audience's
expectations, Hitchcock-style.

- Hey.

- What are you doing?
- Studying.

- Trying to make the most of this
situation. - You mind if we sit with you?

- It's so boring out there.
- The others are all watching TV.

Close the door.

I've got a surprise.

Iced coffee. I only
share it with friends.

- May 1?
- No. First the boy, then you.

- Can I give you my place?
- No, I'll wait, thank you.

Right. We've got so
much time, after all.

Cigarette?

I see.

Do you feel better
now, my dear girl?

I'm still a bit
upset, to be honest.

- It's understandable, poor girl.
- Quiet, you!

- You wouldn't understand.
- What have I done wrong?

Your turn.

We're almost done here.

- I'll spill the beans.
- About what?

Who knows? I don't
know anything!

Hello.

- Hi.
- I need to talk to you.

But I'm just a poor
lunatic, as you said.

The other guy said it, too.
Have you changed your mind?

I'm out of ideas.

So much so that I'd like to hear
the second part of your theory.

- I believe that...
- Enough! Enough!

- Come on, follow me.
- It's a pack of lies!

I'll put you all behind bars!

We'll be more relaxed down here.

What do you want to know?

You were telling me that the
murderer didn't need a ladder.

Why do you keep calling
him a murderer?

- Two thousand lire.
- Here.

Thanks.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

- Bye.
- Hey, I owe you one thousand lire.

Ah, no worries.

And now for the evening news.

Look what we brought you guys.

The Ministry of the Interior
has issued a statement.

A large amount of evidence
has been collected...

The news said they could be
locked in there for ten days.

Well, if TV said so...

The head commissioner is
personally handling the case.

His spokesman said
that the results of

the ballistic examination
could help solve the mystery.

Our reputation is at
stake, gentlemen!

Even international newspapers are
talking about this incident!

The reputation of the secret service
is at stake, Colonel Luciferi!

- Your profession?
- Write down "various."

Good, good.

The people at HQ say your criminal
record is quite substantial.

Satisfy my curiosity, though.

Why did you come
to this theater?

I like Westerns.

Nice. But one of you
left the building.

I told you, Inspector.
A matter of women.

- Listen, the truth is... - We met here
because we had to see a friend later.

Who? Tell me his name.

Take them underneath the stage
and keep an eye on them.

Bring them back here if they
decide to spill the beans.

Those two are drug peddlers.

They've got nothing
to do with this case.

Pick a side. You can be either
a sociologist or a cop.

- May 1?
- Of course you can.

- Want some?
- Yeah, no sugar.

Like mine.

Admit it, you still think
I'm touched in the head.

However, not conforming to normality
doesn't necessarily mean being insane.

Now listen.

Give me some proof. A
single piece of evidence.

You'd deserve a medal.

You already have some proof:
the two dead bodies.

Unless we're waiting
for a third.

We know even less than before.

I guess my presence here is pointless.
Have a good day, gentlemen.

What about that lunatic? If
he's actually a lunatic...

Cut it out! I don't want
to hear about him again.

Wake the others. I want everyone
in position in half an hour.

Another reenactment?

Yes, and I promise you this time no one
will shoot from behind the screen.

I'll put a whole platoon
on that damned stage!

And the best marksman we've
got on top of a ladder.

What's the point if the murderer isn't
willing to take any more risks?

We're doing it to show, once and for
all, that we're dealing with a murderer.

A human murderer! No magic, no
supernatural mysteries, no witchery!

Otherwise, I'll start
acting crazy myself.

And then?

Then...

Then we'll see.

We'll start all over again, but
with a more grounded approach.

That's what we all need
now, myself included.

I'll have a dummy brought in.

You just don't get it, do you?

I'll sit in that damned chair!

This is a challenge, goddamn it,
and I'll accept it!

Utter madness! There's a climate
of utter madness in here!

A nuthouse, I tell you!

- All you can do is talk and talk!
- People always disappoint!

- Look who's talking!
- Oh, is that so?

- Knock it off!
- We even disbanded the committee!

Take your usual seats.

You've been a pain in
the neck for days!

Mad! Stark, raving mad!

- Don't be monotonous.
- I'm talking about the Head Commissioner.

This is the Head
Commissioner speaking.

Unlike previous reenactments, you
must remain calm in your seats.

You'll return home to your families
and loved ones after this final test.

I will personally sit
in that blasted seat!

I repeat, don't move
from your seats.

Don't repeat the actions you made
in the previous reenactments.

Thank you for your
cooperation.

Careful with the carbon lamps.
The screen was too dark last time.

Turn it on.

I, along with the inspector and the
sociologist, beg you to...

Get out of my sight.

I'm scared.

- Everything ready?
- Yes, sir.

- Start the film.
- Right away!

Start it!

Start the film.

You were right, the guy is mad.

Out of the way,
we're here to work!

- Hey!
- Who's the message for?

- We're reporters!
- Wait, let me take a picture!

- I have the ballistics report for
the Head Commissioner. - Later.

They said it was urgent.

Wait here. I can't bother
him until the film is over.

I've been waiting years
for this moment.

No, no! Look!

Stop the film! Stop it!

It's not working!

Hit the deck!

The emergency exits!

Run!

Help!

He's dead!

Calm down, people!

It stopped by itself.

God, it's impossible.

Yes, sir.
Everyone out, as you command.

Yes, I'll have the film seized.

It's urgent. The
ballistics report.

It's absurd. It
doesn't make sense.

Call HQ, get me the lab.

It must be a mistake.

Maybe a mix-up with a number.

Here.

Hello? What the hell
have you people written?

It's no mistake, sir.
Believe me.

Yeah, I can vouch for it.

The typist copied my
report word for word.

Yes, word for word.

Stop talking nonsense! An 1863 Colt
revolver. You wrote "8" instead of "9"!

I wrote "8" because that's
the right number, sir.

The murders were committed
with an 1863 Colt revolver.

Yes, 1-8-6-3. Check the bullets
if you don't believe me.

But those antiques were used
during the American Civil War!

That's right, Commissioner.

Do you know what that lunatic
told the Head Commissioner?

He said that the murder weapon
came from very far away.

And the Head Commissioner
kicked him out.

All set for the press conference, sir.
Whenever you're ready.

I'd rather quit my job.

- I still can't believe it.
- Ma'am? Ma'am?

- I was terrified.
- When the gunslinger pointed his pistol...

- Want me to give you a ride?
- Thanks, but I live in the area.

We're going home, at last.

- Finally.
- Indeed.

Hello, honey.

Thank you for everything.

Some thrilling days, huh?

I had a break at the office,
so I came here. No pictures!

- A wild experience, I'd say.
- It wasn't.

What did the Head Commissioner
say before the shot?

- Did the victims suffer?
- I don't know.

May I have your phone number?

I no longer have a phone
number as of this moment.

- I'm sorry.
- Goodbye.

Many believe parapsychology and occult
sciences might shed light on the mystery.

Authorities have rejected any
non-logical explanation.

But there is still the agonizing
question of the killer's identity.

Foreign newspapers have also reported
extensively on the three murders.

Our reporter has stated that...

Sometimes I end up believing,
just like many other people,

that the Devil is
poking fun at us.

Someone complicating things on purpose
and making them more difficult.

We're always eager to
blame the Devil when...

What else should I believe?

Shall we go now? I'm very tired.

Just two more minutes, please.

I'd like to explain the third
and final part of my theory.

You'll never convince me,
so don't waste our time.

But why, for Heaven's sake?
Try to reason.

Men constantly destroy each other
with the machines they create:

weapons, cars, and many other things
they both own and are owned by,

things they identify with
without realizing.

Are you interested
in science fiction?

What?

- Are you interested in science fiction?
- Not much, but I've read some of it.

Then you must have read that fantastic
short story written by Ray Bradbury.

"I don't want to do anything but
look and listen and smell."

What are you talking about?

Yes, I'll tell you.

There's a room in a house where
the children go to play.

And their game is one of a kind.

The four walls are made up
of four large TV screens,

which reproduce images of
their thoughts and desires.

So?

So they create the image of an
African landscape on the walls,

complete with lions,
vultures, and whatnot.

I'll get to the point.

They lock their
parents in the room,

then the lions escape from the
screens and devour them.

- Clear?
- No, it's not.

It would not be science
fiction if it were.

Jules Verne also wrote
science fiction stories,

with submarines and planes
that hadn't been invented yet.

He even wrote about men
going to the moon.

- Cigarette?
- I don't smoke, thank you.

There's no reason why the
images humanity feeds itself

shouldn't do
the same with us.

An anteater spends its whole
life thinking about ants.

It sniffs them out and eats them.

Even when it's full, it stays
on the lookout for more ants.

Then, one day, it allows
itself to be eaten by them.

Ants are real, living things.

So are those pictures!

You wake up one morning and
look at yourself in the mirror.

You're looking at your reality.

All of a sudden,
the mirror breaks.

What do you see of your reality
now that the image is gone?

Nothing at all.
- Damn, I don't know what to...

Come. Come have a look.

I hope you'd agree if I told you that
imagination can be greater than reality.

I'd agree.

Then why don't you want to admit
that images, like imagination,

can be more powerful
than reality?

It's just a play on words.

Do you think so?

Subtitled by Francesco Massaccesi