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Excuse me.

- Is that the Fox's post? - Yes.

Perfect. Give it to me, I'll hand it over.

- And who are you? - The Wolf.

Police.

Six plus three is nine...

Nine plus seven, 16...

Nine plus six is 15...

five carries one, one plus one is two...

25.

You have an odd.

Even. Six.

Asshole!

It could be a client, hide the cards!

Come in.

Make yourselves at home, of course.

I have a lot to do, but...

What an honor!

Marshal Nardelli.

I bet the police commissioner sent you

to convince me to come back to the force.

So, you need the Fox, eh?

Yeah, we got nostalgic.

Then tell the commissioner that I'll come back

only if they give me half a million lira a month,

for 16 months, like the bankers.

Give it a rest.

I earn more as a private investigator.

I have the best clientele in town.

High society, diplomats, even an Arab sheikh.

And do you have a good lawyer?

Only the best.

Mr Maurino. He's even a client.

Walter, this is tearing up our agency!

You won't need him any more.

Because I don't think that the owner

would be willing to wait 30 years for you...

Why, where am I going?

To jail, Spada.

Where you will have time to understand

that you can't always do always do as you please.

When you were a policeman

you took on private investigations.

Now that you're a private detective, you're going to be a policeman again.

Blundering around, shooting as if you were at the gallery.

Okay, explain yourself because I don't follow at all.

Tancredi, did you find that gun or not?

I don't carry guns, me.

Yeah right.

So?

I told you, Marshal, I don't need guns.

Go on, answer. What are you waiting for?

Excuse me.

Hello? Ah, it's you

It's Martinelli, the messenger.

Go on.

Your pen's run out of ink, has it?

Well, let me give you the scoop.

So... you know about those three guys

who wanted to kidnap the lawyer, Grisolia's daughter?

No?

Do you know who saved her?

A man on the team headed by my friend

and ex-superintendent Marshal Nardelli.

Of course.

No, I don't know his name.

But Nardelli will tell you directly.

Don't worry. Listen...

You take care, okay? And take good care of our police.

Bye.

Sorry, you were saying?

That you're a fucking son of a bitch.

Tancredi. Let's go.

You're welcome.

Ah, Walter...

You're better than Houdini!

Houdini who?

I'm the Fox.

Let's go.

Do you have money to pay?

- It's on the house! - But we're super hungry,

- will you give us an aperitif? - Yes, so we can eat everything!

Here I am!

I'm not coming here anymore.

He never comes to the table.

So, what can I get you?

We have antipasti, rigatoni, fettuccine--

No, no, no, look, we'll just have the main course.

- I'll have spaghetti, actually... - We're not very hungry.

You two have only ordered a full lunch once.

I told you we aren't very hungry!

Not hungry...

It's money you're missing.

Go on, then.

Ah, he always manages to ruin my day!

Here, read the bad news.

- They're always the same: electricity, - Electricity...

- telephone, - Telephone...

- gas, - gas...

invoices...

- Promissory notes. - Promissory notes.

The Post Office never loses those.

There's even one from Austria.

Austria? Do we have clowns there too?

No, I don't think so...

Here, it's written in German.

You don't know German.

You don't know English.

You barely speak Italian, what do I keep you for?

Hey, Walter, you keep me around

- because I know too much. - See?

You can't even have your main course.

It's from my friend, Karl.

We have to find this girl, she's in Rome.

The daughter of a banker in Vienna.

She's beautiful.

Nice.

Very cute.

Nice melons on her.

Enjoying admiring the fruit?

It is nice fruit.

Well...

The letter says that this is her last photo.

He might be a clue, though.

Let's find that clue, then.

Hey, it says that there's even a cheque inside.

- Where? - Here!

I don't believe... two thousand dollars!

Come on.

Here.

Looks like him to me.

Yes, it is.

He's a nobody.

They call him Strip, he's a pimp,

he works in the San Lorenzo area.

- Thanks, Narde. - You're welcome.

Spada?

Be careful, okay?

Aside from women, this also indulges men.

Well, then I'll give him your phone number.

- Bye, Nardelli. - Bye, bigmouth.

Excuse me, how much do you charge?

Fifteen thousand a head, honey.

And in whose name do we do the transfer of ownership?

I don't want to buy you!

Fuck you, you and that asshole friend of yours!

Me? But I only came wit him!

Come on, let's get out of here.

Piss off, beggars!

You don't do that with a lady who is working!

Not even on a moped!

Blondie, you've been sitting here for half an hour.

Decide. Either you go with them or come with me.

- I was looking for you. - And you found me.

I'm at your service. Ten thousand.

You've got it all wrong.

Look at her.

Recognise yourself?

Watch it.

If you don't tell me where that girl is

I'll be doing you the service.

And for free.

Hey, what do you want from me?

I haven't seen her in a while.

She was popping pills

and turned up whenever she wanted to, the bitch.

Where is she now?

How should I know?

I was told she's with the Indians,

the bald ones, you know?

Ah, the Buddhists.

I don't fucking know what they're called.

Well done, Strip, bye.

Hey, but what's she done that you're all looking for her?

Who else is looking for her?

Not you?

You just said "you all."

Well, the "all" just slipped out, sorry.

Okay, I'll speak, just stop!

Semicolon was looking for her.

They call him that because he limps,

dot, comma, dot, comma...

he came again tonight.

Why was he looking for her?

Did you tell me why? No. And neither did he!

What did you tell him?

What I told you.

But I beat you up.

You think he didn't?

Cut the crap!

- You, go wait in the car. - Okay.

She's the one on the altar.

I barely touched you and you've already passed out...

Go, it's time.

Well?

She was here. Where the hell could she have gone?

Look for her in the crowd.

I should've seen her already.

She can't have disappeared either.

Come on.

What a mess!

You don't weigh much, but you're worth a lot of money.

Holy...

What an asshole!

Damn... well played.

Who are you?

The Fox.

You can just call me Walter.

- But... - Do you want to score or...?

Why did you bring me here?

Because a certain Mr Straben paid me to do it.

And I did it before anyone else could since they didn't have authorization.

How come my father only cares about me now?

How should I know?

By the way,

I don't think he really enjoyed the picture you sent him.

I sent it on purpose, to offend him.

Well, you did a great job.

Do you... want to take me back to him?

That's what I was paid to do.

You made me miss the goal.

Bloody hell...

Look, just turn off the TV.

It's very bad for a man

to play dogcatcher.

Ah, terrible.

My father has never taken care of me.

And I never knew mine.

And my mother...

died when I was two years old.

I was three months... baby.

The nurses, the boarding schools, governesses...

didn't give me affection.

Not even the orphanage nuns.

I have gone after everything that was missing...

in drugs.

I went after apples.

I prostituted myself to get it.

And I messed around with the greengrocer.

Listen, baby, you still don't get it.

I've already seen this film.

I've seen them all. All of them!

Now Krishna is my new father.

And I'm taking you back to the old one, all right?

Then, you can do whatever you want.

I don't want to go back to Austria!

Baby,

in here is made of stone,

tears are no use on me.

Please... I don't have money to give you...

I don't have anything.

Take me if you want, but don't take me home.

Cover yourself, please!

It's the only thing I can give you.

If you'd like to take me, go ahead, it doesn't matter.

I don't need my body.

It's just an instrument, for us.

Like... like a car for a journey.

Look, I already have a car, so cover yourself.

Otherwise, the engine will start.

It's always me...

What a drag!

Annalise?

Annalise, calm down.

Easy.

Easy, now.

Hey, are you crazy?

Calm down! Easy, easy, easy...

Easy!

What does this say?

"In case of an attack, administer Nauragon immediately."

Where do I get that from?

Easy, now, I'll go to the pharmacy.

Hey, the prescription!

Sir! The prescription!

- You didn't give it to me! - I didn't get one either!

What a...

Annalise, I'm here, okay?

Annalise? Anna...

Annalise!

Daughter of...

Krishna.

Here.

Help! Let go of me! Let go of me!

They've screwed me.

Baa, screw your baa!

Is anyone here?

Am I interrupting something?

- Who's he? - How should I know?

What do you want? How did you get in?

Listen, you're Semicolon's wife, aren't you?

My husband's name is Mario Leverano, not Semicolon!

You think you're gonna come here and break my balls?

Quiet, dwarf!

Or I'll uppercut you into normal height.

I'll be the one uppercutting you if you move another inch.

I said, quiet, shorty!

Make him talk.

Where is your husband?

How should I know that?

He never tells me where he's going, that son of a bitch.

Looks like he doesn't know what you're up to either.

If he did know...

Let me at him!

What business is this of yours, anyway?

If you tell me where your husband is, I didn't see anything.

How's that for a deal?

He went to Austria,

but I don't know what he went to do because he doesn't tell me.

Thank you.

Bye, little guy. Take it easy...

I'd just love to...

Let me rip out his guts.

Who are you gonna gut?

I think you could have avoided this trip.

A phone call would have been enough.

Hey, am I the Fox or aren't I?

I'll go to Vienna and bam, catch the little hen with golden eggs.

Yeah, but it's money that goes away.

It's money coming in, Beni.

Are you dreaming?

Her father is a banker.

Meanwhile, you've spent your last pennies...

We could've paid for the clowns, couldn't we?

In two days, they'll disconnect our phone!

Well, pay them, then.

Bye, Beni!

You might know how to talk,

but where the hell do I get the money?

In the till. There must be five or six million.

Bye!

Five or six million...

but we don't have even a cash box.

Here in Vienna my agency is the most important.

You can find news about all criminals. Please.

Hmm, not bad.

These are electronic filing cabinets.

- A German company made them. - Ah, yes,

- I know them. - They're perfect.

And thanks to them, I'm connected with the police all over Europe.

These are electromagnetic recorders.

- And that's a terminal. - Ah, yes, of course.

- That keeps me constantly informed. - Bit old, though, eh?

This way.

Why? Do you have a more modern one?

Huh? Eh... let's continue.

And there is another department.

- Another one? - If you come I'll show you.

This guy is James Bond.

These are my offices.

- I preferred to keep them separate. - Mr Koper.

Ah, sure, in Italy I did that too,

on the one side, the technicians and on the other, the secretaries.

Do you know what the only trouble is?

Keeping in touch.

Keeping in touch with all detectives all over the world.

Ah, I know how to solve that.

How?

How?

Guess.

You're not telling me that you installed--

Yes!

And... how much did it cost you?

How much?

Half a million.

Impossible.

Too much?

Not enough! Half a million of Italian lire is not...

I don't mean lire, I mean dollars.

Impossible...

- Not enough? - No, too much!

Say, didn't we have a date with Straben?

- Von, Von, Von. - Von, Von!

Von Straben!

Yes.

We're going now.

He's been in the clinic for a while.

He had a car accident, but he's at the bank today.

Mr Koper, Mrs Tricase again is here again.

Impossible!

This is verging on harassment!

Let's go and confront her.

Dear Mrs Tricase.

- Madam... - Yes?

I just can't today.

I'm going out, see? I have an appointment.

A very, very important one.

I understand you perfectly, sir, don't worry about me.

If you'll allow me sit and wait?

Yes, as you wish.

Come on.

Thank you.

- Cold, huh? - No, look at me.

That lady was Italian, wasn't she?

Yes, of course, an emigrant.

Poor thing, she's fixated on the fact her 14-year-old daughter was killed.

Whereas, the police and myself have concluded

that she died in a car accident.

But she is not convinced,

- she cries, she insists... - Poor woman.

Hey, your car is the same color as mine.

You have a Porsche Targa?

Yes, a Roman one.

Good morning, gentlemen. Please, have a seat.

Thanks.

I was just about to to call you, Mr Koper.

We beat you to it.

As befits a detective.

I just wanted to let you know

that you may suspend the search for my daughter.

I was too hasty in my judgment.

Annalise came home last night of her own free will.

But how...

Very well.

We had an agreement, and of course I...

Here.

Let me know if that suits.

Indeed, thank you.

Then, at your leisure, I would like those pictures of Annalise back.

You understand, don't you?

Oh, I certainly do. You've got them with you, right?

No, I left them at the hotel.

There's no rush. No rush.

I know very well that I'm in safe and discreet hands.

Don't worry, you'll get them back as soon as possible.

- Right? - Yes.

Well, gentlemen, now you'll have to excuse me,

I have commitments that mean I must be off.

Good day to you.

Good day.

Good day.

Miss?

Miss, did you cash the check in dollars, like I told you?

Yes, Mr Koper.

Thank you, Ute.

Your share.

Ah, thank you.

Look at that.

That's not bad... for not having done anything!

That's exactly why he gave us so much.

So we wouldn't do anything.

For sure.

He wants to deal directly with his daughter's kidnappers.

Too bad, though. With that Semicolon lead...

we could have made a big hit.

Right.

Too bad.

Well, come on, I'll take you to visit Vienna.

No, no, thanks, I have to go back to Italy.

- Right away? - If you only knew.

I have a lot of things to do.

Sorry, can I make a phone call to Rome?

- Please. - Thank you.

Zero, four, then zero six and the number of Rome.

No, no, stay, Karl. I have no secrets from you.

So, you're mad at me.

You're mad at me.

Hello?

Miss, this is Spada, from Vienna.

Get me the central branch.

Hey! Walter, what are you, going crazy?

Central branch? This is Spada, from Vienna.

Get me Beta Primo.

Have you gone mad?

It's me, Benito!

Hello, Beta Primo, is everything OK over there?

Yeah, okay, my ass!

The bailiff came yesterday!

He sang though, right?

And he played too.

If I hadn't started crying, he would've taken everything away.

Listen, by the way, the international cable lines...

have the technicians come to fix it?

Yes, it's all fixed.

There will be no more mishaps.

Because tomorrow, the phone will be disconnected!

Ah, well, I'll leave for Rome right away.

Bye, Beta Primo, bye.

As you can see, everything falls apart when I'm away from Rome.

As we say, Arbeit uber alles.

Work comes first.

Exactly.

Listen, Miss, could you...

Come on, I'll take you...

No, on the contrary, Ute will take you to the airport.

- You don't mind, do you? - No, not at all.

It's better if Ute take you, isn't it?

Is she still here?

It was you who told her to wait.

Yes, you, sir,

you told me you'd see me when you were back.

But if you want, I can wait.

Did I say that?

I don't think I did.

However, my dear, we've already done all we can,

and you know that.

Sir, please, I'm a mother asking for help.

You see, madam, I have also talked to my friend about it,

- he's an Italian detective... - What?

Are you an Italian detective?

Yes, yes, one of the best, one of the most famous.

Talk to him, talk to him!

I'm sorry, Walter, but I have a lots to do,

- Lots-- - But--

Have a good trip, hope to see you soon, maybe in Rome.

Goodbye!

Sir, you must help me, please.

My little girl, it wasn't an accident, they killed her!

Madam, I'm sorry,

but unfortunately I don't have time, I have to leave.

I'm very sorry.

- Let's go. - Yes.

Goodbye.

Please, sir, I won't waste your time, I'll go with you and tell you everything.

- I'm sure you'll be interested. - Ute?

We still have time. Let's take the lady home.

- Okay. - Oh, thank you, thank you!

You can talk to everyone who knew her.

Come on.

She never went out at night, she was a good girl.

Her mother went to work

and she looked after her younger brother and the house.

And on the night that she died, you didn't see her leave?

She must have gone out the second I wasn't paying attention.

There are more than fifty flats here.

Gina and I used to go to school together.

I waited for her every morning, but she didn't really feel like it...

She was pretty reserved.

Her only friend was Renata, an Italian girl like her.

If you want to talk to her, she's the one who's running.

Madam, don't worry.

I will convince my friend to reopen the case.

Thank you.

What is it? You trying to run away?

What's his name?

It depends.

I call him Wooly.

He's not mine. He just comes here from time to time.

He has a cute little face, doesn't he?

Gina was your friend, wasn't she?

I barely knew her.

Strange...

I was told that you were her best friend.

That's bullshit.

Bless you.

So, you're a prude?

Don't worry about me.

Tell me about Gina.

I told you, I barely knew her.

Bye, prude.

Let's go, otherwise we'll be late.

I almost didn't leave.

What? Are you serious?

I wouldn't mind getting Karl into trouble about this case.

Did you find any new leads?

Some things do smell a bit fishy.

Why don't you stay?

I'm sorry, but I have to leave.

Too bad.

Tell Karl, in case he decides to take care of it,

that that Renata gave me a strange feeling.

Ah, the charm of a young girl.

Will you take me to the Prater?

But in this season, there's hardly anyone there.

Even better.

- Had you noticed we're being followed? - No, I hadn't.

- Since when? - Since we left Mrs Tricase's place.

Come on.

- How much is it? - Ten shillings.

Here you go, sir.

Get down.

Well done! With the first shot, you hit the jackpot!

Here's your photo.

- Go, run! - Get him!

Let's split. People are coming.

Plane arriving from London at 21:40, good.

Ah, sorry, sorry, I'll have to call you back.

Did you get in a fight with Ute?

No, I slipped. I decided to postpone my departure.

What can you tell me about this man?

Do you know him?

Next, that's not him.

That's not him either.

Next, not him.

No, keep going.

No, nothing.

Wait. Go back.

That's him.

Very well.

Fritz, bring me profile 2375, please.

Thank you.

Does my office seem well organized to you?

Yes, but in Rome I had the profiles microfilmed along with the ballots.

So I can see them alongside their photos.

That's handier, isn't it?

Yes, true, maybe...

you know, I hadn't even thought about it.

Karl, do you ever go to the cinema?

No.

That's why, you've never seen 007.

Thank you.

- Fritz? - Yes?

Do you ever go to the cinema?

I only watch TV.

Okay, go on then, Fritz.

So, his name is Curd.

He's a bit of a figure in the underworld.

Still a handsome son of a bitch...

So, the priors charges: rape, exploitation of prostitution,

but his specialty is... underage girls.

That's it! Underage girls!

And you continue to maintain that the girl died in a car accident.

You're the fixer, not the mother.

Can you explain to me what she was doing

so far from home...

at that time of night?

A girl like Gina...

And this Curd guy...

corrupting minors...

He has his eye on me

from the moment the mother begged me to take on the case.

The fact that Curd has...

Listen, do you know where I can find him?

No. No, I don't.

But a friend of mine in the police, I think so.

And can this policeman friend of yours

get me an autopsy report?

No, no, only the magistrate has that.

Just one copy.

Well, I think that means he could, yes.

Straight from the undertaker, eh?

Ah, because in Italy...

Sure. In Italy, with 10,000 lire and my friend Orazio...

That's how it is? In Italy with ten thousand...

Yes!

No, here that won't work.

Twenty thousand!

No doubt about it.

The little girl died in the accident.

Why, don't you agree?

What should I know?

That little girl's autopsy was done by Dr Zimmer, not me.

Yeah, true, but you saw the body, and with your experience...

In this job, the only thing that matters is qualifications, kind sir.

And I don't have any.

Yes, but you...

Here, what the the doctor says is gospel.

And if Zimmer wrote,

about that girl,

"virgo intacta," then the girl was "virgo intacta."

But you're convinced of the contrary,

that she was raped.

My opinion doesn't count for anything.

Haven't you figured that out yet?

Well, all right, I'll exhume the body.

You know what the students call Dr Zimmer?

Attila.

Everything he touches turns to dust.

Think no more of it, sir.

Goodbye.

Mr Tricase.

Good morning.

I can only give you two minutes.

I'm Gina's uncle, that girl...

Yes, you told me on the phone.

Please, have a seat.

Yes, my sister, Gina's mum,

learned that a few days before the accident,

her little girl had been raped.

By a guy as she was leaving school.

Tell your sister not to worry.

The girl was absolutely intact.

Yes, but we are intent on exhuming the body.

I'm sure you understand, I wanted to to inform you first

in case you want to revise your...

And you think that after 20 years as a dissector

I can't tell if a woman is a virgin?

Ask for all the expert opinions you want, Mr Tricase.

Now, you'll have to excuse me.

Your two minutes are done.

So is Attila.

I beg your pardon?

Nothing, nothing.

Miss, see this gentleman out.

This stinks.

Zimmer, stinks!

And this is the confirmation that I'm on the right track.

This is great news,

as long as I don't have anything left to do.

You should look into Zimmer.

Find out how he lives, where he goes, who he hangs out with.

All you have to do is ask.

There's no need to stand on ceremony.

Hello, prude!

Hey, wait a minute!

What are you doing, still hanging around here?

Well, you know, I was passing through, so...

That's a nice car you've got there.

Do you want to go for a ride?

Not here.

Tomorrow at Kirchplatz.

At five o'clock.

I got some information on Curd, the one who beat you up in the Prater.

He's the wing man of a certain Strauss.

Related to the one who wrote the waltzes?

This Strauss is a man without scruples.

He's also very intelligent.

And so far, he's always gotten away with it.

What does he do?

I don't know, many things...

among others is the owner or the protector, it's not clear,

of the "Queen Anne," one of the best nightclubs in Vienna.

Very interesting.

I think I'll pay it a little visit.

Welcome to the Queen Anne, sir.

Please make yourself at home.

It's your first time here,

- right? - Yes.

Imagine that.

- Do you want to put them in here? - What?

Your car keys, sir.

When you come out, you can get them back from me.

- There we go. - Katy? Katy!

I'm over here.

Bye.

I'll be out in five minutes.

Miss?

What can I get for you?

A whiskey,

- if you don't mind. - Of course, sir.

Here you are.

Thank you.

What's this?

The bill.

I don't have to pay.

And why is that, sorry?

Because I'm a friend of Strauss.

That's not enough, sir.

I don't think Verdi's friends in Italy enjoy the nightclub for free.

As far as I know,

Verdi was never seen in a nightclub.

Neither has Strauss.

Maybe not the Strauss who wrote the waltz,

but the one you and I know, yes.

I don't understand, sir.

Anyway, the whiskey is on me.

I like Romans.

How did you know that I'm Roman?

Who else could have brought Strauss into it just to avoid paying the bill?

Ladies and gentlemen, you are most welcome.

It's always with great pleasure and pride

that I have the honor to present to you a great artist,

the only one who, with her grace and inimitable class,

has been able to transform stripping into an art form.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Fraulein Brigitte!

Miss, my keys.

Leave and never come back.

Your keys, sir.

- Hi. - Hi.

For a second, I thought you weren't coming.

I had to find an excuse for my mother.

Where do you want to go?

Let's put on some music. You don't mind, do you?

Why would I mind?

I don't know, with you grown-ups you never know how to behave.

Shall we?

Let's stop here, shall we?

It's ideal.

Doesn't this seat recline?

Why?

Don't you want to make love?

Yes, but...

but there's no hurry, is there?

Why are you laughing?

You archaists always need to talk a little first.

You young people, on the other hand...

We're less complicated.

Even the first time?

Always.

Anyway, this isn't my first time.

People my age have all done it by now.

And some of them even for money.

But I find that repulsive.

Beautiful castle, Schonbrunn Palace, isn't it?

Yes.

Do you really have sex?

I've only done it once.

But, I always go close.

All the boys say that I'm the best.

What about the men?

I don't get involved with men.

It can be dangerous.

But I'm a man.

Isn't it dangerous with me?

Yes, but I like you.

Anyway, it's the older ones that are dangerous.

Like who?

Come on, let's hurry up, I can't be late.

Tell me about Gina.

Take me home. It's late.

Was she having sex too?

- Take me home! - Don't play dumb with me.

Who did she go out with? Sleep with? Come on, out with it.

Let me out. I want to get out.

No. Who was she seeing?

I don't know anything, what should I know?

You know perfectly well, you just won't tell me.

And meanwhile Gina is dead!

If you don't take me home, I'll report you.

I'll say you raped me.

Fine, fine.

I'll take you home, calm down.

Listen, Renata, it's better you don't talk to anyone about us.

Scared, are you?

Not for me, for you.

That little girl knows a lot of things.

I feel like we're close to finding out the truth.

In my opinion you won't get anything out of her.

She's too clever.

The only concrete lead is Strauss.

You should go back to the Queen Anne

to retrieve the bait you threw out the other night.

And maybe get a bullet in my head.

After the warning they gave me...

- I'm joking, of course! - I'm not.

It's a risky system, but sometimes it works.

Provoke the opponent, draw them out...

- Here's Ute. - I hope she's brought me some good news.

So, you're also involving my secretary

- in your investigation. - Not just in that.

Hello.

Here's the news about Zimmer.

Thank you.

Zimmer has a fairly high standard of living, even for a doctor.

He frequents luxurious clubs, nightclubs, and eats almost exclusively at the Savoy.

And where do you eat?

You don't mind if I come with you, do you?

Are you joking?

Aren't you coming?

As we say, die Liebe nachher Arbeit.

Love after work. Get it?

In Italy, it's before!

Excuse me, did Strauss ask after me?

You again, eh?

What can I get you, the usual whiskey?

Free of charge, of course.

I want Strauss.

Ask the pianist over there. He's the one who can play a waltz.

Is everybody so funny here?

It depends. Me, for example, not at all.

And that's why I didn't really appreciate your rejection last night.

Ah, but I never refused anything.

Especially from a beautiful woman like you.

Why didn't you bring back the scarf?

I thought it was a gift on the house.

Whereas it was precisely an invitation, which you decided not to accept.

Well, I accept it right now.

It's too late.

Now, it's your turn to invite me.

What if you don't accept?

Then we'll be even.

But then, I'd lose out.

In that case, it looks like I'm obliged to accept.

Yeah. I really don't see another way out.

Shall we?

Please.

Don't you have a butterfly collection to show me?

- I'll even take a-- - Can I have a light, please?

My god, is this how it's done?

- Enough... - What do you want?

What do I know? You tell me!

Get out of Vienna, you're not welcome here.

And who are you, from the foreign office?

Keep going.

No, no!

Wait a minute! Just a minute!

Let's explain first, it'll be better for everyone.

I'm not just not some nobody, you know.

Some people disappear and nobody goes looking.

If I go missing, my dear...

you'll be in serious shit.

I've taken my precautions, what do you say?

You don't scare me.

All right, suit yourself. I did warn you.

And I'm warning you for the last time...

You've got 24 hours to get out of Vienna.

Throw him out.

Please, stop!

I have nothing to do with them!

They forced you to pursue me at the nightclub.

Come on, out with it!

Yes, it's true.

Stop, stop, please!

I had no other choice. Strauss forced me!

- You fucking bitc... - No! No!

He told me he just wanted to have a chat with you.

A chat, he had...

I can feel it right here.

I couldn't refuse.

Strauss is in charge at the Queen Anne.

You don't charm me anymore.

Don't leave me alone.

Stay with me tonight.

Why, is there a second time?

Yes.

But only for us two this time.

I hope so for you.

I recognised him immediately.

Strauss is the same guy that kidnapped Annalise in Rome.

Can I have a light?

- Thank you. - You're welcome.

But what does that have to do with Gina's death?

I'm going crazy.

You must have been beaten up for Annalise Von Straben.

No way. I've only been chasing Gina's track for days.

And maybe they saw me talking with Renata too.

We're missing something.

If there is, we'll find out.

You have to find a connection in the organization.

Brigitte.

Do you think Von Straben would agree?

Now that we know his daughter's kidnappers?

Even if he doesn't agree...

I'm not taking the beating this time, let's go.

I was forced to lie to you.

It was their first warning.

Don't talk about this with anyone.

Until now, it hasn't been difficult for me to keep this secret.

My wife died two years ago and since then,

I've associated myself with hardly anyone, and everyone knows

that Annalise has gone abroad.

How much did they ask for a ransom?

Nothing.

It wasn't a ransom, rather blackmail.

They basically demand my bank's endorsement

for a very large financial transaction.

Illegal, I imagine.

Naturally.

It will be the end of my life as a banker.

And not only that.

How much time did they give you?

I've made it my objective to convince the board of directors

to sign the operation within the week.

Then we can try.

Listen to me, gentlemen.

I know very well that you are offering me a great opportunity.

But I must warn you

that I will only accept it on one condition.

That you handle the issue of my daughter.

I'm not interested in bringing the kidnappers to justice.

And you shouldn't care either.

Could we do this?

If you want it that way...

I do.

This way.

Oh, pardon me.

Thank you, dear.

How come you chose the Savoy?

Because I was told that it's the best restaurant in Vienna.

Frequented by important people.

You know, I'm a bit of a socialite.

- Excuse me. - Go ahead.

Tell me a little about yourself, Walter.

I was born back in 1943,

in the Bronx, and my parents were from the deep south,

and it was tough at first...

Come on, stop it, be serious, please.

And why should I be serious?

There's really nothing interesting about my life.

How many women did you love before you met me?

Darling...

this is a question for the first year of marriage.

You're right, but I'm curious too.

Sir, you have a phone call.

- Me? - Yes.

- Who could it be? - He didn't say.

If you'd like to come this way...

May I?

Hello? Hello...

- Is this a joke? - I don't know, sir.

It was a customer.

What's his name?

He said you were a friend of his.

Dr Zimmer.

This place is really quite busy.

Don't you agree?

I wasn't listening, sorry. I'm not feeling very well.

We made a lot of love today.

You do look pretty pale.

Do you want to leave?

No, no, no!

Sorry, honey, It'll just be a moment.

May I pour the wine?

No, let's wait for the lady.

The lady has left the premises.

Alone?

No, she left with Dr Zimmer.

God fucking dammit.

That way!

- Who's this? - It's Walter.

- What is it? - You need to come now

to subway exit of...

Karlsplatz.

When you arrive honk the horn, and keep the engine running.

Go, go!

What happened?

Everything! Everything happened!

It's the same gang, that's for sure.

- How do you know? - This evening,

I made sure Brigitte and Zimmer were in the same place

and they gave each other away.

Now we just have to...

No! For now there's only one thing left to do.

- Sleep. - Don't you understand?

They took Zimmer out,

they tried to kill me...

And by now they will have killed Brigitte too.

And all you can think about is sleeping!

And if they killed Brigitte too, what else can we do?

I don't know, we could look for...

Who do you want to look for...

They've killed everyone.

They left us on our asses.

There's no one left who can lead us to them.

- Just maybe... - Might as well just go to bed.

Like I said.

There's still one person left.

- Let go of me, or I'll scream! - Go ahead, scream.

Let go, you're hurting me!

Do you realise Gina was killed or not?

Gina died in an accident.

An accident, don't you get it?

That's what they told you.

Look, Renata, just tell me what you know.

Otherwise, they'll kill you too.

Only later did I learn that many girls my age

had the same same experience as me.

Brigitte is a bad woman, she scares me.

And yet, when I first I first saw her, she looked like a goddess.

She was beautiful, all dressed in white.

She got out of the car, passed by me and went into a jewellery store.

I knew that I would be late for school,

but I was fascinated, I couldn't take my eyes off of her.

There are no women as beautiful as her in my neighbourhood,

or even jewellery shops.

She was the one who struck up a conversation.

She spoke to me like a friend,

asked if I liked jewellery and why I wasn't in school.

The word "school" brought me back to reality.

I was so late.

Brigitte suggested giving me a lift.

The caretaker just told me to go home as it was too late.

So Brigitte invited me to her house.

That's how it all started.

She used to come all the time and pick me up from school.

Little by little, she got to know almost all of my classmates.

One day she asked me to introduce her to Gina.

And did they see each other again afterwards?

Only once, Brigitte told me.

When?

The day Gina died.

Brigitte told me that she tried it with her too,

but Gina got scared and ran away.

What did she want from you today?

To know if I had talked to anyone about Gina.

She was referring to you.

She also slapped me.

And what did you reply?

That I hadn't spoken to anyone,

but I don't think she believed me.

She was so furious...

Do you know these people?

No. Who are they?

Their names are Strauss and Curd.

Do these names mean anything to you?

No.

So, where did these meetings take place?

I don't know. When we were approaching the villa,

she always made me hide

under the seat.

So the neighbours wouldn't see, she said.

What does it look like? Where is it?

It's a strange villa.

It must be in the Wienervald.

Wait...

It's all white, but unfortunately I can't tell you anything else.

Like I told you, she made me hide.

Listen to me carefully, Renata.

If by any chance Brigitte shows up, call me on this number.

Right away, understand?

Yes, all right.

They informed me this morning.

They are asking for half a billion shillings.

Immediately.

I've already arranged for the transaction.

Then something has happened to your daughter.

Yes, if they changed the plan.

That's what I fear too, unfortunately.

That explains their hurry.

When is the appointment?

I'm sorry, gentlemen, but I can't tell you.

We can still get round this.

How?

I have an idea.

Maybe I know where they're hiding.

I don't know what to do.

I'm really very confused.

I wouldn't want to be foolish

at the last minute.

- Are you sure you'll get her back alive? - No.

This is maybe why...

I'll authorize you to act.

Remember in our last meeting

when I told you that the kidnappers didn't interest me at all?

Well...

if they do not deliver my daughter alive,

I will give you a carte blanche.

But only then.

Hello? Yes?

It's for you.

- Hello? - Get to Kirchplatz in five minutes.

Renata!

Renata!

No, it's useless, she's dead.

How awful!

Renata has been killed.

She was 14 years old.

A little younger than your daughter.

Why did they do that?

For what reason?

She was going to take me to where Annalise is hiding.

Do you get it now?

Do you understand why you have to help me?

Yes, but how? How?

By telling me where to deliver the money.

Once they have the money, they'll run away.

Annalise!

Annalise. Come on, don't start this again.

Annalise!

Get up, Annalise, don't joke around.

Annalise...

Here's the ransom.

Surprise.

You gave me a scare. It's just you.

You thought you'd gotten away with it, eh?

You know, I wasn't wrong about you at all.

You're good.

That's a lot of money.

And it's enough for two people to spend.

Take off your clothes.

To think, I did all this

so I wouldn't have to undress anymore, sweetheart.

Do it.

Is this enough?

Or do I have to go all the way?

All the way.

What are you going to do?

I want to see for myself

that a killer can have a face like yours.

Why did you kill Annalise?

I didn't kill her, she got too agitated

and we had to give her tranquilizers--

I want to see up close...

the body of the woman

arriving at the peak of its beauty

just because she hasn't found a 14-year-old girl

to rape so brutally.

No...

No, no, no!

Look at this.

Look what I found.

I should have killed that woman.

And not just because she took Annalise away from me,

but also because she got me tied up in such a degrading ordeal.

Catching me in the only moment of weakness

I had throughout the exemplary life I've lived.

Brigitte had told me that Gina was already experienced.

She ended up with serious internal bleeding

and we were scared she'd tell her mother.

So you had to kill her.

Right.

But I learned about it afterwards from the newspapers.

And I felt lost.

I never thought those photos existed.

I realised she was blackmailing me

and so I decided to take my own life.

Fleeing the scene that way

would be too easy,

without paying for what was done.

And that's why they took your daughter.

Yes.

They came to find me in the ward

where I was admitted to threaten to kill her.

It was at that point that I reached out to you.

But you understand that now--

The pill I just took was cyanide.

Sometimes it's more courageous to keep living than to die.

I don't have that courage.

Walter, Walter!

I almost forgot to tell you!

I have a nice surprise for you.

Money!

I've been assigned a huge case.

Guess where. Rome!

I'll need you and your organization.

Aren't you happy?

Yes, I am...

You're not happy?

But you know, I...

Okay, I'll just tell you.

I also have a big surprise for you.

I'm being transferred to New York.

I trust you enough to tell you

that my organization has been assimilated.

Can I know who by?

The CIA.