The same hand has struck again.
This time the victim is a nurse.
What can I say? Yet another def eat: our 18th.
Are you sure it's the same murderer?
You only have to look at the body, or what's left of it.
Was it rape?
The word "rape" is a euphemism.
In the Cervazza St. murder five years ago...
two parts of the body were never f ound.
- Which ones? - Guess.
Let him through.
It's aIways the same motive: sex.
He's a pervert. His tastes range from 15- to 60-year-olds.
Nuns, prostitutes, housewives, senior citizens, the unemployed:
He'II take whatever he can get his hands on.
When his erotic urge is unleashed, there's no stopping him.
But don't imagine him a horrible, repulsive creature.
He's probably your ordinary, everyday man.
The problem is, behind his mask of normality...
Iurks a depraved rapist.
He's a sex maniac disguised as a respectable citizen.
He's a monster.
- Loris, have you finished? - Pascucci.
- You f orgot the trimmer. - No, there it is.
And the chain saw?
I was just going to the garage to get it.
If I were you, I'd put one here.
Who invited her?
Behind you. The nymphomaniac.
Don't turn around.
What nymphomaniac?
Wanda, the nymphomaniac. She'II have sex with anyone.
With anyone?
What do you mean, "anyone"? Do you mean anyone anyone?
Exactly.
Don't turn around.
What do you have to do?
Nothing. A smile, a wink and--
She always wants to do it. First, she acts the lady, then--
- Where is she? - Behind you.
She's sitting next to the red roses.
Near the red roses, right behind me.
Near the red roses is a nymphomaniac ready to--
Loris...
You're not thinking of--
- Are you kidding? - She does it with everyone.
Did you unload the dummies?
I was on my way.
They're in the van.
I thought I'd put the dummy with the chain saw here.
Another up here and another down here.
I trust you. Just bring them back to the storeroom.
Claudia, what's the matter?
I don't know. Someone... something...
put his-- put his--
It's best I Ieave.
Good evening, madam. Sorry about bef ore.
Someone told me that--
Stop!
Help me!
Motherfucker!
Madam, don't Ieave me aIone with this chain saw from heII!
Cunt! How do I stop it?
His eyes... much scarier.
Much, much scarier!
And his mouth... much uglier.
This is Prof essor Taccone, an expert in criminaI psychiatry.
It was terribIe. Just Iook!
I can't bear to think about it. No more questions.
Just one: choose one of these balls.
- Which one? - Any one. Don't think it over.
The white one.
You can carry on.
The white one means she's a victim. What did he do?
She was at a party. Suddenly she f elt an octopus's grip.
It sIithered around her private parts in ten seconds' time.
- Ten seconds isn't enough. - Let me finish.
She went into the garage.
The pig was waiting f or her, sweating Iike a turkey...
a chain saw right at his crotch!
- How typicaI. He's our man. - ObviousIy.
She f ell and he chased her with the saw.
He was in the throes of orgasm as he shrieked...
"Stop, you motherfucker! You bitch!"
Come here.
It happened in the same pIace.
Eighteen murders.
This was intended to be number 19.
- Let's arrest him. - We don't have enough proof!
I want to catch him red-handed!
That's him!
My God, it's him!
He is my nightmare.
This man has disturbed my sleep f or 12 years.
I want to know his every tooth, every singIe hair on his head...
what he does, what he eats, drinks, where he Iives, how much he earns.
Even what he dreams about.
I want to know everything about this monster.
Loris, not bad, but try to understand:
Chinese is not just a Ianguage, but a way of being.
I want to Iearn everything, even the diaIects.
With a f ew technicaI words you'II pass your exam.
They are all you'll need f or the job.
Prof essor, if this Chinese company hires me...
the first thing I'II do is pay f or my Iessons.
It's onIy f air.
Then I'II pay you back the 100,000 Iire you Ient me.
To be honest, I onIy Ient you 50,000.
You only lent me 50,000?
Can I have another 50,000 to make it 100,000?
I've got the 100,000 in my head.
Let's continue.
The f our seasons.
The twos times table.
Please come this way.
CarefuI. The apartment is rented out at the moment.
But it will soon be empty.
Look at the terrace.
The view is just wonderfuI.
I'm very reIuctant to seII it.
- It's very nice. - I know.
How about the tenant?
Don't worry. He'II be Ieaving.
Come into the Iiving room.
This is the Iiving room.
Excuse me.
My cellular phone.
Hello, Gloria. How are you?
Sorry to bother you. I'm Iooking f or AntoneIIo.
How the hell are you?
It's nice to speak to you.
I can't come because a pipe broke in my bathroom.
The second time this week. I'm waiting f or the pIumber.
I shouIdn't pay the maintenance f ees?
They f orced me to three days ago.
4,800,000. Three days ago.
4,800,000 f or maintenance.
Where does it all go? lnto the manager's pocket.
My IandIord.
The man on the phone over there with graying hair.
What a thief.
He's promised this apartment to 30 people already.
He makes them put down a deposit, takes the money...
then he claims the signature is a f ake!
He pockets the money. He has already swindled 30 people.
He keeps finding suckers.
I can't come because I didn't sIeep a wink.
The alarm went off next door.
Every time I started f aIIing asIeep--
AII night Iong!
When they go away f or the weekend...
they set tons of alarms.
If a fIy Iands on their front door, they aII go off.
So, Iisten...
I have to piss, so I'm going to the caf e downstairs.
I'II caII you back. Bye.
I thank you very much.
Wait. You haven't seen the best part.
I've seen enough. I'II caII you.
Watch out.
You may be cunning, but I'II get you.
Make one f alse step and I'll have you evicted.
And pay the maintenance f ees instead of squatting.
The caretaker has your bill. Everyone else has paid.
Why hasn't he given it to me?
You ask why?
Because he hasn't seen you f or the Iast two weeks!
Is he bIind? I come and go aII day!
Change caretakers.
I'II have you evicted, or my name is mud!
Elevator!
Shit.
You snot-nosed IittIe brats!
Now I've got you!
- The doll! - No, not my doll!
Goddamned water pistols!
I'II tear your doII to pieces one day!
Signora Squarciapini!
For the tenth time your daughter Sue Ellen and that little punk...
have thrown a dead cat into my apartment!
Good morning.
Pussycat, where are you going?
You'd better go away.
Beat it, or you'II end up in my apartment too.
The murderers.
Two coff ees.
Ruggero, come here!
Isn't that the man who bought the grandf ather cIock...
and never paid?
No, Loris is dead.
He never paid because he died.
I stiII have the teIegram saying he's dead.
But the resemblance is striking.
It is him!
- What's the matter? - Just a minute, madam.
Excuse me.
- What is it? - Just a minute, please.
What's up? They're all going off.
AII right, thanks.
Let them through. The system's down.
We're wasting time. I'd arrest him now.
He's perf ectly abominable.
The history of sexuaI aberration...
reaches its summit in this specimen.
His name is Loris.
An ordinary name which warms the heart.
Excuse me.
Have a seat.
None of you is f orced to accept this mission.
It's very risky.
Psychotics Iike him are capabIe of--
In short, we have to catch him red-handed...
with his hand in the cookie jar.
And we need one of you...
to play the cookie.
Exactly.
We have to provoke an erotic urge in him...
a violent outburst that will make him go haywire...
make him confront his vile obsessions.
The cerebraI hypomorphic bIocks--
Thank you, Doctor. We get the picture.
It's up to you to make him stick his hand in the cookie jar.
Hold it out to him, and when he reaches f or it...
shove your gun in his mouth and bring him to me.
Excuse me.
If I provoke him and he wants sex, it's onIy normaI.
NormaI?
With him, "normaI" is a word you must f orget compIeteIy.
Sauro, show them the film.
NormaI.
We filmed him on an ordinary morning.
Here he is. He just Ieft his buiIding.
He seems relaxed. He plays with a cat.
Now he turns the corner.
Probably just petting the cat.
- But Iook! - He kiIIed it!
I caII that heavy petting!
Don't play it back. Let's continue.
Notice how he has developed...
a perf ect sense of timing.
He's on his way to an appointment...
but the traffic Iight is red.
He's worried, Iooks at his watch...
confirms the time and crosses on red.
He's in a big hurry. Our cameraman Ioses track of him.
We catch up with him here.
What's he doing?
He's reached his destination. But what f or?
Here comes the answer.
This man is a genius. He's the Mozart of vice.
It's a pity someone Iike him shouId rot away in prison.
Look at his timing.
Just Iook.
- A genius. - Disgusting.
Remember, this is a perf ectly normal day.
He's on the Iookout here.
Now he's reading the paper.
Perf ectly normal.
Watch this beautifuI girI.
She Ieaves a caf e.
He f ollows her, finds her attractive. What next?
She drops her shopping bag.
She bends down to pick it up.
Perhaps I too might have stopped to admire the sight.
Her pose is provocative.
But I doubt I'd have had quite the same reaction...
that he does.
Watch carefully. Look at his f ace.
What's going on? What's happening?
He Ioses controI. A part of him becomes autonomous.
He tries fighting it off.
It's as if he's saying: "Stop! This isn't the right time!"
Look.
It's aIarming. She's the perf ect prey-- unaware.
He says, "Behave! Not now! There are people here!"
Look at the expression on his f ace.
It's terrifying.
Look how he attacks it.
He's unable to control his own body.
These images speak f or themselves.
Forget this!
Now he Ioses controI over his entire body.
He charges toward the girl, but luckily she moves away in the nick of time.
One more carrot and we'd have had another victim.
His only means of cooling himself down is this bottle of water.
So just think about it.
If he's capabIe of acting Iike this in broad dayIight...
imagine yourselves alone with him at night.
He seems to be in search of something.
But it's not over yet. Look what he does.
He's punishing that autonomous part of his body!
Look at this, Iadies!
What's going on?
Stop, Sauro.
Turn the Iights back on.
Miss?
- What's your name? - Detective Jessica Rossetti.
Come on, Loris.
This is the Iast one. Take them aII downstairs.
AII right.
That boss Iady is pretty enough to eat.
She's married. Take them down.
- I may be dating her tonight. - WeII done.
I guess I'II take these down.
Pascucci, Iisten.
Call when you have more jobs. I need the work.
Let me carry all your dummies.
Fucking bitch!
Get in there!
Look what you got me into!
Come on!
Where should I stick it now?
Office.
Employee.
Buy.
Sell.
"The manager is a crook."
Who is it?
The manager.
Yes?
I want to show the apartment to someone. Open up.
Just a minute.
I'm in the bathroom.
I'm coming!
Open this door!
The shower is-- Here I come.
Coming.
Come in.
Do you mind?
How kind of you.
- Please come in. - Do as you please.
Come this way. Here is the bedroom.
I'II Iet some Iight in.
There you go.
It's ugIy as it is, but with a bouquet of fIowers--
You could knock down this wall.
Come see the Iiving room.
It's the highIight of the apartment.
Come and see.
It's 600 square f eet.
You're here.
May I open the door to my terrace?
I'm not on speaking terms with you.
Fine. This way, please.
Come and see the terrace.
Look at the view.
It's marveIous!
We're painting the building at the moment...
but that doesn't detract from its charm.
There's a breeze in the evening.
It's cooI in the summer, warm in the winter.
It's gorgeous.
Yes, it's stunning.
You're Iucky. You caIIed just at the right time.
I'II seII it to you at haIf the price. A reaI bargain.
What?
I'II seII you this apartment at haIf price.
But I wanted to rent it.
You've misunderstood. I'm Iooking to seII it quickIy.
- I'm sorry. - It doesn't matter.
- Thank you. Good day. - Good-bye, sir.
Good-bye.
Miss!
Come here.
Come here. Fast!
Come here.
I said to come.
My head's bursting.
Take it easy.
I overheard... by accident...
you're Iooking to rent.
Well, listen, I'll give you mine.
We'II share it, the two of us.
I'II subIet it to you.
Quiet!
If they hear us, I'm screwed!
Keep it down.
Come here. Don't move.
- When do you need it? - As soon as possible.
You can have mine, but I need a deposit.
Eight months' deposit, in cash.
- How many bags do you have? - Two.
Two suitcases.
Forget the main entrance. Come tonight.
At 3:00. We'II go up that way.
If they find out, I'm history.
It's iIIegaI. It's f orbidden.
TotaI siIence. What time?
- 3:00. - AII right.
3:00 tonight. Alone!
Two suitcases at the main door? I'II get evicted!
This way! Are you crazy?
In front of the main door! She'II get me evicted!
This way, goddamn it!
Why did I bother? Let's caII the whoIe thing off!
CarefuI! This way, quietIy.
Excuse me, you should be--
Are you the same girI as bef ore?
Are you sure?
Okay, then.
This way, please.
The Iadder.
Go up to the top floor.
Straight ahead.
Jesus!
Be more carefuI.
You better show me the way.
I guess I shouId.
Let me by.
Excuse me.
Well...
how are things?
What's your name?
Jessica.
And yours?
My name is Loris.
Pleased to meet you.
So...
Shall we go?
Oh, God, the hook!
Sorry.
The Iight's off now. Let's go.
Sorry.
This place is a snake pit.
Come with me. Don't make a noise.
Follow me. Quiet.
We're too excited.
Let's keep our cooI.
This place is a snake pit.
This is an opportunity I can't pass up.
Excuse me, Jessica...
but I can't heIp myseIf.
It's time to kiII...
Sue Ellen's doll!
This won't take Iong. It's a very personaI matter.
I needed that!
I'm a new man. I'm on top of the worId.
You and your dead cats.
Come on. We're nearly there.
This way. That's my terrace.
Come on.
Follow me.
After you.
Congratulations. You're in the lion's den.
- You're sleeping in his house? - Be careful.
Now we'II have fun with Loris.
The show is about to begin, and you're the Ieading Iady.
Do you know what it's called?
"The Pressure is on Loris."
You have to urge him on, 24 hours a day.
Every gesture, every glance...
every movement of your body, every sigh...
must torment him and Iet Ioose the erotic demons in him.
You're a flower f or a hungry bee.
The pistiI beckons, then retracts, f orbidding the honey.
It wiII be a perverse war...
a IustfuI dueI, day and night.
An obscene bombardment.
A bombardment?
An obscene one!
Yes.
It's me, Pascucci.
You Iook a IittIe--
Why did you call?
There's a girI at my pIace. She's aIways naked.
Sunrise to sunset, sunset to sunrise, day and night, night and day...
always naked.
Is she pretty?
That's not the point. She's always naked.
Always naked.
I can't get a moment's peace.
She drops--
She moves-- She walks past me and drops her--
"Oh, sorry." Why sorry? She saw me there.
She turns around, and she's naked behind too.
She drops something, bends down to pick it up.
Or she has to get something from high up.
I'm here, and she does this.
Then she says, "Sorry."
It's not intentionaI.
She's always naked. Her dresses get shorter and shorter.
Then she reads the paper.
This is the paper, right? She reads it Iike this.
When she drops it, she picks it up Iike this.
She reads it sitting down.
Totally normal, as if I weren't there.
She's reading along, and then goes...
And I'm sitting where you are...
and she's got nothing here-- I can see everything.
And... she's got everything that--
that women have, in front... and behind.
She's got it all.
Everything.
A Ieg, another Ieg, a-- the--
Absolutely everything. There's nothing missing.
Pascucci, you have to help me.
Do you understand? You haven't--
Sometimes I see-- I see--
My head starts to-- I f eeI--
- Sometimes I think-- - What do you think?
Your tongue's hanging out.
Women notice that. They don't Iike it.
Dignity, Loris. Show some dignity.
Don't think about it. Think of something else.
Think of a joke. Think about taxes.
When she shows her ass, think of taxes.
Think about the economy.
Taxes and the economy?
Dollars, marks.
Dollars and marks?
That's an example.
Think of inflation!
InfIation?
I f eII in Iove f or the first time when I was five.
His name was Duilio. This is my diary from junior high.
Duilio Mazzotti.
"March 23. Saw Duilio today.
He's the handsomest boy of all...
more than Christian, who's a head taller."
After I change, we'II take a waIk in the park.
What's wrong? You're making a f ace.
I'm worried...
about the inflation rates.
If Iabor costs go down haIf a point...
the Swiss franc will devalue the lire.
Then we'II aII be in troubIe.
It's a big park with Iots of trees--
oaks, birches, ash trees, poplars, beeches, olive trees...
Iime, apricot and pomegranate trees.
Where did I put them? I can't find them.
You'II Iike it in the park.
It's the nicest park in the city.
There are pines with enormous cones and tons of pine nuts.
There they are!
Guess what time it is. Your clock says midnight.
It's...
18 minutes past 4:00.
I'II set it. 18 minutes past 4:00?
We'II see IoveIy chaffinches, robins, whistIe ducks...
almonds, caimans, cormorants, sea gulls.
Oh, God! It'II stain!
Relax, I'll rub it out. Nature is so beautiful.
I'd Iike a vegetabIe garden to pIant things in.
Basil, parsley, a little of everything.
I f eeI strange. My head's spinning.
Maybe it's my heart. It's beating Iike crazy.
Where's the heart? Right or Ieft, Ieft or right?
I can never remember. I'm very deIicate, Iike Grandma Dina.
I wrote an essay on her in junior high.
"ApriI 18. Grandma Dina.
Grandma Dina was stung by a scorpion.
It is September. It was on her ring finger.
Now it's October...
and Grandma is still very ill."
Wait! I'II pick it up! It's so hot in here!
Did I read you the essay I wrote about Mommy?
"Theme: My mommy. Development: My daddy."
An essay about Mommy where I taIk about Daddy!
No, it's too Iong. Let's go to the park.
What time is it? It's Iate!
Come on! We'II be Iate!
If I had a vegetabIe garden...
I'd pIant cabbages, cauIifIowers, artichokes, carrots...
celery, chives, eggplants.
- Give me a hand! - I'm coming.
Stop. Here I am. Can you see me?
- Yes. - Help me down.
CarefuI. HeIp me cIimb down.
That's right. Good.
Thanks. I wonder how my hat got up there.
I'II go change.
I'd Iike a pond...
with turkeys, chickens, rabbits, chicks, gnus, pheasants.
In another pond, a whaIe!
How I'd Iove a whaIe!
Look at this dress.
Lovely.
I agree, but Iook how it's made.
If someone sIaps you on the back, you're in your birthday suit!
Under the bed?
I dropped the earring Aunt Mimi gave me!
She said, "This earring wasn't dear, but Iose it and you Iose an ear."
Help me. It's stuck in the spring.
I'm coming.
How did it manage to get stuck in the spring?
I said, "Grandma Dina and Aunt Mimi, you're both so active at 90."
"We've eaten Iots of sausages...
and salami, ham, corned beef, luncheon meat...
bacon, roast pork and tripe."
The gross nationaI product has improved sIightIy.
There's no use investing in dollars...
if the rate of the French franc f alls below 0.4%of the Bundesbank.
The per-capita income has f allen below the PlL of the MlB.
Bonds are finished, the stock market crashed, I'm ruined!
Let's go. I don't want to miss the sunset.
We'II go somepIace nice, as siIent as a grave.
You have to see it with your own eyes.
Quiet!
And you can yell as loud as you like there.
We can Iaugh and joke. I have tons of things to show you!
There's something itching me. What could it be?
There we go. Now I f eeI better.
Let's go to the park!