You have two choices: You can either flee to Lebanon and quickly...
...or I can jump right into it and try to find out what's going on...
...and in the shortest possible time.
How much time will the police take to find me?
Did you take a taxi to Amanda's?
No, a rental car. Why haven't you fixed this seat?
- I feel stupid sitting so low! - I forgot, sorry!
You'll see, they'll find you through your fingerprints.
I bet you left them all over the house, right?
Right. It would take another Florence flood to wipe them all!
Let's say they find the body tomorrow morning...
...they'll check the fingerprints with the usual suspects.
It'll take them some time to connect the two murders, but in the end...
...they'll be after you.
So, you only have a couple of days, it's not much.
No, it's not.
But first of all, I must find this.
What a nice house, strange looking.
Do you know where it is?
I wouldn't have to find it if I knew!
- So, what will you do? - I'm not going to tell you.
You see, it seems as though everything here has ears.
How could the killer know that I was going there?
I have no idea.
One thing is certain. I swear I won't tell my next move to anyone.
This is so unbelievable! You are so nice!
Hey, darling, I hope you don't think that I'm...
No, listen, I do this to protect you, to keep you out of danger.
- I promise, as soon as I... - Bla-bla-bla!
I swear, as soon as I discover something, I'll tell you.
Why don't we stop this stupid childish competition?
We should be working together.
You know, two brains are better than one.
Just where do you women keep your brain?
Let's stop dreaming: Women have the brute force, the muscles...
...you beat us at arm wrestling...
...but I assure you, men have the monopoly on intelligence.
- Have I made myself clear? - Yes, very clear.
At last.
A little drink?
I have...
...Anisette, Sambuca, Caffé Borghetti...
Don't you have anything less sickly?
Whisky, Cognac?
Yes, that's better.
We would be more comfortable at my place, don't you think?
Maybe, but we're fine here.
Yes, but I think we would be better at my place.
Okay, let's go.
Hey, what do you think you are, idiot!
I never met a more arrogant man than you!
Women must have spoiled you rotten!
Anyway, it's because I don't have a boyfriend right now!
That's all! You've got such a big head.
Oh damn...
What's wrong?
Guess.
Yes, yes, it's a Dracena Indivisa, that's what it is.
An exotic tree that grows in the Canaries.
It's highly delicate and it suffers if exposed to cold.
We've never imported it. It's very rare in or around the city.
- No sir, never handled it myself. - Thanks.
No, never.
Yes.
- Are you sure? - Absolutely.
But it was a long time ago.
I remember because I had just opened. I ordered some from the Canaries.
Unfortunately, most them died.
The climate isn't right. I had a lot of complaints, I never ordered them again.
- Who did you sell them to? - I'll look up the old invoices.
- Why do you care? - Well... I'm an architect.
- It's for environmental studies. - Well, let's see what we can find.
Where's my bottle? Spit out my bottle, for Christ's sake! Damn you...
Inspector! Finally! I was looking for you for an hour!
What do you want? Doesn't anybody check these bloody machines?
They do, sir, but they steal the drinks!
But of course, how strange! Anyway this place is full of thieves!
- Sorry, Sir, but you're not thinking... - Not you, idiot.
So, are you doing overtime?
Yes, for the moment the strike's called off.
Our requests are examined by the Ministry.
- But we're planning a sit-in. - What are you planning?
A protest sit-in. We all gather outside in the courtyard...
...and we stay there for one, two, four hours...
Yes, but what did you want to tell me before?
I almost forgot. The chief is here and he insists on speaking to you.
Oh crap!
Hello? Hello? Is this Professor Giordani?
My name is Marc Daly. I need talk to you, it's very important.
No, I would like to see you right now, if it's possible.
You see, Amanda Righetti was murdered.
She had her arm out to the side and was pointing at the wall with her finger.
It didn't look natural to me.
It was as if she was trying to point something out, you know?
You think they've discovered the body by now?
Yes, I think so.
Maybe the pointing finger is a figment of your imagination.
I'll go over there and take a look. You never know...
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No, I'm just the caretaker. The house belonged to Carl Schwartz.
Where is he now?
He died. He was German... a writer, odd sort of fella.
Bought the place in '68, I think. Before that, it was empty for a long time.
People used to say it was haunted by ghosts.
Schwartz never heard the rumors. He just thought the price was right and bought it.
Knowing him, he'd have bought it with the ghosts.
- And who lived there before? - I don't know. I only came here in '67.
This writer, Schwartz... Do you know how he died?
An accident, poor fellow. He fell out of a window.
I'm the one who found her, you know?
This morning, very early, around eight o'clock.
I come every morning to clean the house.
I could have died of shock!
And the police, they kept me for hours!
Asking all sorts of questions, wanting to know everything.
But what could I tell them? What do I know?
Just think, it hasn't been half an hour since they took out the body!
Poor Amanda. Who could have done that?
A maniac, who else? It's always a maniac and they never catch them!
Where was the body?
In the bathroom.
Come on, I'll show you.
Look at all this blood.
It's everywhere.
I'm going to clean up a bit.
I leave before it gets dark. I won't stay here alone!
Excuse me, I want to at least clean these marks off.
Excuse me.
Hello?
Oh it's you, Francesca.
Oh, if you only knew what I've been through.
No, no, no. They're gone.
Yes, they took her away.
Yes, they questioned me, it was never-ending!
A big man with a moustache said I was an important witness...
...that I could help him.
I know quite a bit.
Of course I told him everything!
Oh, don't worry, I'll take the 6:30 bus...
IT WAS
What are you doing?
Why are you running the hot water?
I just wanted to find out... who murdered Amanda.
With hot water?
Yes, with hot water.
You didn't hear if the police found anything?
Just a little doll...
- Anything else? - I heard them mentioning a child.
Of course.
A child.
That's right.
A child.
My daughter will go with you. I don't got time right now.
- No hurry to bring the keys back. - Okay. Thank you.
Olga, Olga!
Come back this minute!
Come on!
- What is it? - You little witch.
I told you not to do that again!
Now off you go, go!
- What did you do? - I didn't do anything.
Don't worry, my father's just a little crazy.
Bye.
Go home. I'll bring the keys back later.
- Be careful! - Why?
- There are ghosts in there! - What ghosts?
I don't know, but everyone around here says so!
Bye.
Mr. Daly!
- Mr. Daly! - Yes?
Thank goodness! We didn't see you come back.
- Anything wrong? - No, I was about to leave.
The lights got turned off a couple of years ago and...
...no one lived there, so...
What took so long? What happened to your forehead?
It's nothing, just a scratch. A piece of glass fell on my head.
I warned you to be careful...
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Hello, Gianna?
Hi Marc. What are you doing? Having fun?
Sure, I'm having a ball. I finished two crossword puzzles.
On the contrary, here, I have a tough puzzle to solve.
They killed Giordani not long ago.
The neighbors called the police because they heard screaming.
- What did you do there? - Nothing, just a scratch.
Seriously, I must admit, right now I don't know what's going on.
This son-of-a-bitch knows everything! He knows every move in advance.
Sorry, but I don't remember where you said I should flee to?
- In Lebanon. - Yeah, right.
In Lebanon.
But to go over there, I'd have to fly, and I am afraid of flying.
Oh come on, there's no reason to be nervous. Once you're in the air...
...just think that you'll land soon, one way or another.
Thank you.
How about we take the car and drive to Spain?
We? You mean that I can come too?
Yes, if you'd like.
Of course I would like it!
Listen, we will have a great vacation!
Sea, sun, bull-fights, parties, flamenco... how's that sound?
Sure, of course. I suggested it, after all.
I don't know about you, but I'm about to have a nervous breakdown.
Wait, wait. It's useless to stay here and talk about it.
Come on. Let's not waste any time. Now, you go back home to pack.
I'll be back in an hour!
We'll have to rent a car, because mine isn't good for long trips.
I know.
I love you!
And who's this?
An old girlfriend... Her name is Carol.
- From Rome? - No...
She's American, but now she lives in Paris.
You used to go for vamps, huh? You like super sexy women...
Hello? Good evening. This is Marc Daly.
Oh, the engineer.
No, the pianist, remember?
Could I speak to Carlo, is he home?
No, he's just gone out.
Would you like to come here and wait for him?
We could chat. Time flies when you have company.
Besides, maybe you didn't know, but I was an actress...
- What an idiot! - I could recite something for you...
- What did you say? - Nothing. Sorry. Good evening.
Why didn't I notice that before?
Gianna - I'm at 24 Via Susa, Marc
I was right!
There's no window.
Great!
Forget it. It's too late.
What happened?
I found your note and I hurried here.
I saw a reddish light in one of the windows.
So, I looked for you and you were passed out, lying in the flames.
You're lucky to be alive, you know?
A few more minutes and you'd have been roast chicken!
Damn it! It's all lost.
The body...
...the walled-up room... and that picture on the wall.
Yes, 24 Via Susa. My name is Gianna Brezzi, I'm a reporter.
Yes of course, it's urgent. Try to hurry up.
Yes, hello Fire Department? I want to report a fire at 24 Via Susa.
This number? Excuse me, what's the phone number here?
831-4726.
Hurry up, the fire has been burning for some time...
I want to know how it got started in the first place.
Well, if there are ghosts...
- Who gave you this? - This... I did it.
No, that's impossible! You couldn't have seen it!
Who gave it to you? Don't lie to me!
Leave her alone.
She made it up. She's a strange child.
If you could just see what she does to animals! She likes the macabre...
That may be true, but she couldn't possibly have imagined this!
- It's identical to the one in the house! - I... I saw it at school.
Good girl, now tell me where you got this, just tell me.
One day, as punishment, they made me clean up the archives.
There were lots of drawings, and in a '50s file, there was one just like that.
- Where do you go to school? - The Leonardo da Vinci School.
Leonardo da Vinci Junior High School
Principal's Office
Administration
Archives
There must be a million of them!
They're all divided by subject and academic year.
Drawing Class
Look.
Academic year 1951-1952
Academic year 1950-1951
- What is it? - Didn't you hear that?
No, what was it?
I don't know... I can't describe it.
You keep at it. I'm going to take a look.
What do you say I call the police and tell them we're here?
Yeah, you're right.
Gianna...
Gianna!
Marc, help me.
Gianna, darling!
Stay calm, sweetie, calm...
All this for some shitty article!
You know who it is?
Yes, I know.
I found the picture.
Did you get that? It's not far, you'll see it right away.
The name is over the door. Leonardo da Vinci.
Don't hide.
It's no use hiding.
I know who you are, now.
I read your name.
Carlo.
I got here too late. What a shame.
Well, so now what are you going to do?
Kill you.
And I'm sorry because I like you.
But I have to kill you.
I told you to stay out of it.
Pack up and clear out, I said!
Why? Why didn't you listen to me?!
Because you're stupid and stubborn.
Don't you realize it's all your fault?
You wouldn't let go of it.
If you hadn't become involved, if you hadn't stuck your damn nose in it all!
You'll pay for this.
And he could have killed you!
Hey, he's over there! Heading for the wall!
Stop or I'll shoot!
Don't worry, she's much better.
- When will she wake up? - Not until tomorrow morning.
The operation was difficult, but successful.
She's a strong girl, don't worry.
No, that's impossible.
He was with me when Helga was killed.
He saw the killer too. It couldn't have been him!
It has nothing to do with him.
So why?
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Maybe that painting was made to disappear...
...because it represented something important.
Something so important you don't even realize it.
Important... Important...
That painting...
A mirror!
What an idiot. It was just a mirror.
There never was a painting there.
What I saw was a reflection in the mirror.
I saw the face of the murderer.
Damn you! I hate you!
You caused my son's death! He had nothing to do with any of this!
He was...
He was only trying to... protect me.
He never hurt anyone!
What do you know about what happened..?
Now, don't worry. Nothing's going to happen to you.
It's alright. I'll take you to the clinic myself.
No, I told you, I'm not going back there again.
I told you. You can't force me again.
But it's for your own good, dear. You heard what the doctor said.
No.