There's no profit margin on stuff out of Switzerland these days...
...unless you buy in quantity. You've gotta think wholesale.
I've been saying it all along. You see?
Don't, please!
Just what gave you the idea you'd deal with him?
Well, he said it was the same as you.
This crud is not me, boy.
You deal with Pascal! No one else but me! Understand!
Me! Understand! Me!
Same old story, huh? Now you decide you don't wanna eat.
Don't tell me. God Almighty couldn't get a mouthful into you tonight.
Come on, eat some of this nice salami.
Ah! Beginning to lick your whiskers, huh?
I know, when you lick your whiskers you want milk.
Now papa's gonna have to go trottin' all the way down
to the dairy store just for you, eh?
Who put that thing here?
You see now you get your punishment
because there's a shit that has left his damn car in the way
and I can't even leave my own yard!
My God! What's this country coming to anyway!
In my own house a prisoner!
Ah, Swiss plates!
A load of freakin' tourists coming around here!
I'll file you such a complaint you'll wish you stayed in cheese land!
Hey, tourist! You foreigners always use the car blocking the front gate?
Ah, ain't gonna answer, I suppose!
All dolled up in your big bow. That's another you should learn,
whatever else, never trust anyone in a bow tie!
Ah, shit on 'em!
Here we 90!? But you'll never catch up.
You see I told you.
Ciao, amigos! How are you?
The load is waiting,just has to be picked up by your 4 'muchachos'.
I'm sorry but all I could find was... us two.
Oh! I said the trucks were four!
- An unkept promise isn't very nice. - I know, I'm sorry.
- You like a drink? - I never touch it.
I don't like it much either.
What's your name?
Dominique.
Hey, Dominique! Know any nice 'muchacha'?
Look, the jump is good and the money's sure.
10 grand you ask. Half now if you want
and the rest when the load is delivered.
Where's the drop?
Oh! The drop! We lead the way you follow.
If there is trouble you don't know nothing.
You never saw us before, we never saw you before.
But nothing will happen.
We will give you American passports.
From the greatest republic in the world, you know.
I've got a couple of friends who'll come along
if they know things ahead of time.
It's no good unless the boys know where and when they're gonna return.
And what they're gonna be hauling.
Are they also complaining that the money isn't much?
Look. 10,000 is the limit, eh?
You would like maybe 1000 dollars deposit?
- No. - No.
How much time for the job?
How much time for the job?!
That's a question for you to answer to us.
We'll be following you but you'll be driving the truck.
You'll be getting cement blocks, heavy loads.
Three days should be enough for the job.
You'll be in town?
You say you want these 1000 dollars?
- I already told you. - Oh, so you did!
We'll be at the Hotel Savoy through tomorrow.
You bring us your amigos, d'accord?
We'll think about it.
Not too much, amigo.
Life's one hell of a lousy road. Wherever you take it,
- always leads to a dead end. - Bye, bye.
Strong enough for you?
- 'nother one? - 'nother one.
- I'll take... Little more? - No, I'm fine.
Know what I wanna do?
Come on, you're not serious!
Up one hour and you want to hop into bed again!
JEWELRY STORE
Nance met a gypsy
she told me how to read palms.
Got pretty good at it.
- Am I invited? - No.
Help! I've been robbed! Oh, Jesus, call the police!
- What's up, lieutenant? - Tell you on the way.
He took my car: a Fiat 124!
He's one hell of a driver!
You're better. Go on, run him down!
I'm trying to run him down.
If you get us killed, I'll have you demoted!
Go for the freeway you mother, go on I dare you!
Must have heard you!
You're worse than a turtle! Floor it, floor it!
Come on!
Do you think he might be armed, lieutenant?
He might be. What, are you scared?
Well, usually the one they aim at is the driver.
Well, aiming at me wouldn't stop the car.
- Goddam mother! - Hey!
What the hell do you think you're doin', huh?
I've got you up a tree now for sure.
Stay in the middle!
He'll run right into us!
Somebody could always move over.
Bravery in action!
Regarding today's attempted robbery and without going into too much detail,
I'd like to begin by saying that you have the direct result
of 18 months of investigation culminating in this morning's arrest.
Unfortunately a man was gunned down by them.
However, I would like to point out that it was precisely
this kind of indiscriminate killing that we're trying to wipe out
with our recently announced hard line policy for organized gangs.
Needless to say these men were suspected...
Wallowing in the glory, didn't do a damn thing.
There he is like some big time press agent.
And all the pen pushers are just sitting around lapping it up.
I sort of enjoy it. For me it's like being on a talk show.
Any minute and he's going to say:
“And now I'd like to present the big star of my new production...“
And now I'd like to present the man who brought them in,
lieutenant Dominique Malacarne.
- He personally confronted the criminals... - No photos!
...and single handed managed to pursue all but one
who he subsequently chased down in a car.
I'll bring the car round the front.
- Lieutenant, excuse me. - Ciao!
How's it you happened to be there? Some sort of tip off?
No, it was pure luck.
Well, if I write a piece on pure luck they'll never use it.
You'll never woo our women readers if you're not dashing and brilliant.
And if I'm not above shooting you a romantic tale
so you can get a better headline.
Seriously, the whole operation was very simple and routine.
But there are a couple of dirty tales, eh?
The guns they had were Belgian. Ciao.
Just a minute, we need some photos for the article.
No, you don't.
But it's only for your benefit, lieutenant.
No one at the top'll know you exist unless you get lots of headlines.
Are you trying to help my career?
Sure. I think you have the most incredible future.
- Hey, if you could write it. - Okay.
So I'm just another reporter and a pretty lousy one,
only I can't be knocked for trying.
Ciao!
Oh, shut up, will you!
I have a son who's a real live hero.
Oh, come on, Pop!
Tell me, why didn't you come on up?
I didn't want to bother you.
Come on, you're not serious?
Someone might have thought I was trying to cash in on you.
I did want to let you know though, how proud I am.
Hell, the boys wouldn't talk about anything else!
But I didn't do anything. It was just everyday routine.
Oh, sure. Just simple routine, arresting four men single handed.
They gave you a citation, eh?
Know what? You should have been there to share it.
It would have honored us both. The man of the hour and his dad.
I would have felt I was spoiling the act.
Because you're only a sergeant and I'm a lieutenant?
I'm more in debt to you than to anyone!
Come on Pop, you ought to be ashamed of yourself!
It's just that when you and I are together everyone's always...
...everyone bows and kisses the ground, treats me like I was...
Oh, I don't know. It embarrasses me because...
I know they do it out of respect for you.
Only I'm not made that way.
I understand. ls there somewhere I can...
No, thanks, I've gotta get out to the barracks.
Lieutenant is real nice but if you're late on duty, look out!
How are things going out there at the precinct in Santa Maria?
Oh, well, don't have someone like you around.
But we generally make out all right.
- Take care, Pop. - Ciao!
- Where to, lieutenant? - Well, I'll tell you.
Come in! Come in!
The police are here.
- What did he say? - He said “The police are here!"
Go ahead, show them in!
Of course the police can come in!
Come in!
It's Dominique!
You are a big liar!
You are a policeman!
Who would've thought, Raba?
The face of a master criminal, no?
Can't tell any more. You believe a guy's honest,
all of a sudden he's modest!
So, amigo. You are a policeman.
What kind of a policeman? Carabiniero, finanziero?
The narcotic squad! Good!
Italy's a place with a lot of policemen, eh?
I'm taking you in, come on.
Don't you got to search us first?
They will search the room when they have taken us away.
He doesn't know nothing about the police.
No, I don't know nothing.
I just try to keep my mouth closed.
I don't want to mess up the chance of our grande amigo
to be Italy's cop of the year.
That shipment of yours.
The arms have been sequestered.
- Arms, arms? - That's right, arms.
Armored concrete!
Four truck loads of armored concrete?
To build with 4 tons of holes with sponge around it.
If you don't want us around, okay, but why make your poor government
waste precious oil on me and Ramon?
We'll leave the country on our own.
Poor Italian State!
Nobody moving on Sundays, all the lights out. Here.
No heat because there's no oil.
You can't even complain.
All the bars closed, the nightclubs.
But I still love your beautiful country.
If you're trying to impress me, you've got the wrong man.
Hey, tore'. Come on'. Very cute.
You're protected, Pietro.
Toreador!
When dummy pulls the trigger
you kill him!
- Even ii he throws away his gun. - Come on, tom'.!
Correction: I want you to kill 'em both!
Now you're not going anywhere for sure!
You can get up to 6 years for assaulting
an officer with a deadly weapon.
You won't keep us. Promise.
He doesn't stop to think, Erminio.
Your jails are already too full.I
Police brutality! Police brutality!
You know these half hours on the fly
are really beginning to bug me.
You're like some soldier in the cat house.
What do you know about cat houses?
You were hardly born when they were closed down.
Don't worry, I know, I know!
When you can't do more than a couple of minutes
don't even come. I've got things to do.
I didn't have time to get something for you.
You go and do it for me, okay?
I think maybe we went past the days of the old whore houses.
Listen, Sandra, don't be stupid.
We have a wonderful relationship going.
You have a beautiful house and gallery, I set up
the whole damn thing exactly the way you wanted!
Okay, I know I work at a job with lousy hours
but it's not like I was running around or living somewhere else.
I have a place, yeah, a furnished room I never use.
I keep everything I own here, papers, clothes, all my stuff.
This is where I live.
Come on, don't take it out on me, I'm doing the best I can.
Now you buy yourself a dress or some new furniture.
No, I think I'll buy a man who'll appreciate me more!
Just wait and see if I don't.
I'll kill you if I catch you cheating. And they wouldn't touch me.
I'm a cop man. I can do no wrong.
Think about it.
Come in.
- May I come in? - Do come in!
You're a tax payer.
I beg your pardon?
Close the door and have a seat.
Ah, it's all right to come in then.
Yes, it's all right to come in.
- May I sit down? - If you wish.
Well?
You look sick. Anything the matter?
Me? No, I'm healthy as a bull.
Sergeant, today Italy is a place of gathering
for all the microbes of civilization.
So it matters to take certain precautions,
like pretending to be sick
'cos there's this incredible hoard of microbes
that just sort of float around you. When they think the time is right...
...zac! You're screwed!
But if they see me already looking diseased
they're liable to say:
"He has a whole bunch of bacterias“ and they leave you alone.
To say nothing about the fact today is a national holiday:
Friday the 13th.
Sergeant, I'm from the south. You take away our superstitions
and we got nothing. Except cholera.
Now, could you just tell us why you're here today?
Last night, that is to say 12th November 1973,
in Via degli Scalzi I was...
Ain't the man gain' to take it down'!?
- No, he ain't. - He ain't.
Go get yourself a coffee. Go on!
But sergeant, when a citizen has a complaint to make
you gotta dictate it or at least you're supposed to.
You can dictate to me!
Come on, what! You gonna take down the complaint
with the one finger you use we'll be here for days.
He's got his hands for it and he's been trained,
besides he's nearly Swiss!
For the love of heaven! You've tried suing almost everyone in the area.
As a matter of fact, what about all the cases you lost?
You have to bear expenses for trials against six opponents!
How are you going to pay I'd like to know? How?
I keep getting lousy deals 'cos here in Milan
and the Milanese can't seem to do no wrong.
Us Neapolitans are foreigners here, we're treated like we have rabies.
Look, we've been through all this before.
Do you have any milk, sergeant?
No, I don't.
Any coffee?
I mean, your Milanese coffee is awful,
it ain't what we have in the south but it's for Napoleon
and he doesn't know, it's the same difference
and I got out of the habit myself, so...
And the habit of driving us nuts,
when do you get rid of it?
When the Milanese have decided they wanna start acting civil, if I may.
Shall we call in the young man to...
You just can't seem to understand, can you?
You're not going to call in the young man.
No! I'll do it.
We'll be here to well after midnight though.
With your one fingered waltz.
Esposito, you're beginning to break my balls!
All right, give it to me. Last night, comma...
All right, sergeant, last night...
How'd you like it if some monster got you
in his cave and started smoking?
Last night, that is the night of November 12th 1973
I found two cars blocking my front gate.
Now, I was going to get a little milk for Napoleon here,
but I couldn't, so Napoleon got no milk snack.
Now, would I ever complain to you if I wasn't pushed?
In view of yesterday's brilliant operation and the arrest of the two gun runners,
I definitely feel we should keep striking
while the iron is still hot. I want to have a general round up.
We'll take this city apart from one end to the other.
Cover airports, stations, go for whore houses,
nightclubs, stray hippies.
I want to make us a splash that's really spectacular.
Corcetti, give me the list.
There you go, sir.
I've got 4 nightclubs that are pushing drugs.
Small stuff. I'm waiting for the right moment to...
Good. Angelo?
Well, I have a string of floating crap games I've been keeping an eye on.
Any drug pushing no matter how insignificant is worthwhile
and you never know who you might pull in gambling.
You never know, that's true, sir.
Now you should aim at arresting no less than 100 or 200 people.
And above all whatever hippies you can find.
Commissioner...
Dominique... it's for you.
Lieutenant Malacarne here.
Ciao, beautiful one. We all want to see you.
What do you mean?
They're all here, and expecting you.
And so am I, lover.
Look, I might not be able to get...
You get your ass over here, man.
They're all sitting and waiting.
I'll see you later.
It's a welcome change after 30 years with our hands tied
to be able to make precautionary arrests again, isn't it?
All right, all right, get on with it.
You too, Malacarne. You won't be needed.
You've had one hell of a day. Now get yourself some rest
and leave some glory for the rest of the department.
Go on, go on!
You're late.
Ciao, beautiful one!
Here's GianMaria in the samurai disguise.
John boy in front and Maria behind.
Which end do you want to try first?
Look at all the people. A convention of studs.
Where's the tub stripper hot tub from'!
Or will GianMaria be doing the honors?
The inspector's in a good mood.
Lieutenant is a very successful man.
You threw a plan, I wanna talk.
In front of this audience? It couldn't be all that important then.
Go ahead and pay him.
This is for this month, lieutenant.
With the increase we agreed upon.
Count it.
You want me to do it?
Okay, beautiful one, okay.
Now look, Pascal, if you want to keep this fag as a pet, fine.
But you keep him away from me.
I don't want him calling me down at headquarters!
Not him or anybody else, nobody!
What is it with you, guys?
You've been drinking all day?
You're a bit undisciplined, lieutenant.
I never did like you.
When you start acting up I like you even less!
- You cost us 6 million a month. - I save you 6 billion a year.
Don't exaggerate your own importance!
Whatever it is we make,
we'll make it whether you save it for us or not.
The trouble right now is what you lost us!
What have I lost? You'd better explain that.
'Cos I'm lost.
Have you made out the report yet?
Now I'm further behind.
Those two Portuguese you arrested...
we know you haven't made out the report yet.
- You'll hire anyone, eh? - I want them out.
Those clowns.
First with coffee, then with cigarettes.
It seems to me you want me to close an eye to running guns now.
The Portuguese have diplomatic passports.
If you forget about the attack which you provoked yourself,
for that matter they can leave the country tomorrow.
You'll have to make a fake report.
Okay, I'll fake it.
You branch out and I'm caught in the middle, right?
Well, I don't like it. First coffee, then tobacco, now guns.
First ten, then twenty, now sixty a year
and before you know it, a hundred!
You think you get raises 'cos you've have a pretty face?
You get them because of what we ask you to do.
For services you render.
You forget the deal, remember what I said.
Cigarettes and coffee, the boy is for sale.
Anything else, Pascal, no!
You run guns, I'm out!
All right, lieutenant. We'll revise our agreement.
Now we need a little favor. Just a little one.
Let's forget about the Portuguese for the moment.
Like you said they're just clowns.
Let's talk about something else, okay?
Okay, talk.
Some friends of ours parked their car
in front of a gate two nights ago.
The owner of the house couldn't get out.
So he took the numbers of the two cars
saying he was going to report it to the police.
I'll see if any complaint got brought in.
It did, it's really nothing, but our friends...
don't like being noted down on a piece of paper.
We want you to bring us that report.
What's the police station?
It's a Carabinieri barracks.
The station is out in Santa Maria.
What's the matter?
Anything wrong with that particular station, lieutenant?
No, it's a simple station.
I almost forgot, tonight stay in and watch television.
The Commissioner's planning to eat some people alive.
Give me a cigarette.
- You smoke? - No, no.
Good.
Hey, Dominique...
- Carry on. - All right, sir.
Listen, two kids discovered the hand of a man
and not the entire hand either.
- Just part of one hand? - Yes.
- A knuckle'! - I don't know anything else.
The kids found it poking out of an oil drum
filled with concrete.
- Where was this? - On route 18, near Lodi.
You'll go and investigate it.
Alone? But I thought you'd like to come along.
I do but I've got to pick up Garrito. See you there!
- How about the big roundup? - Very bad!
I'm sorry for the Commissioner.
They all might as well have stayed home last night.
They got a couple of teachers they caught playing dice
and about 20 over the hill buggers.
And they got two ounces of hash.
Detective first grade Mario Corcetti.
Yeah, well.
I gotta a feeling they're getting tipped off on the inside.
So it would seem.
Be a good guy! Would you? Get me some cigarettes
at the store on the corner.
Here, this month you got a little bonus.
Thank you very much.
Try being less grateful and more intelligent, will you?
They saw you driving the Porsche again.
It's nearly 7 years old.
Plus it's registered to Elisa. I never drive it outside Milan.
Besides you know I'm a nut about fast cars.
I understand. But no more special Porsche.
You're a poor starving police officer.
And no starving police officer drives a special Porsche.
So sell it, Garrito.
You have exactly 24 hours.
Yeah.
I give odds it's a result of gang warfare.
I checked around. No one knows anything,
no one wants to say anything.
Where are you going to sweat it?
Starting with trying to identify the victim?
I'll leave that one to you, Corcetti.
Well, it's my turn!
You didn't go to school this morning, eh?
What does it matter to you?
You wanna tell us what you were doing so early
in the morning down there? Eh?
She's my sister.
Good morning, sergeant. How are you?
Good morning, lieutenant Malacarne.
I'm still here shifting files.
You know what? You should retire
and have some fun for once.
Well, if it's in the best interests of your career, then...
Oh, I've never seen anyone as defensive as you are!
Here I see you half dead, ready to crumble under the table.
As a joke I say “Why don't you retire?"
- And what do I get? - I know, I'm sorry.
Listen, Pop. I came here to ask you a favor.
Whatever you want.
I hear somebody made a complaint.
Toward the end of the week, concerning two cars which were...
-...blocking his gate. - Ah, yes. The Neapolitan.
Not a day goes by without he's making a complaint.
He reports everything, once he even filed against a dog.
Everybody's a stinker to Serafino Esposito.
He has a fixation and there's no curing it.
Unless he goes back down to his old Naples.
The problem is the man's very lonely.
Will you let me have a look at it?
Yes, I registered it yesterday evening.
This guy once filed a complaint against a boy
whose homing pigeon wound up in his yard.
Here we are. It's really very ridiculous.
Poor guy lives all alone with his little pet cat.
I appreciate this. Well, I'd better go.
Wait a minute! What are you doing?
You know you can't take it away.
It's registered. I mean what if there's an inspection?
I'll have to join the Carabinieri. I didn't realize you have nothing to do
but inspect old codgers' complaints. Beautiful.
Tell your friend not to worry. For a stupid little thing like this,
I would be embarrassed for some of the owners of the car.
We'll take this and we'll bury it in the drawer.
Are you satisfied?
Thank you, father. Ciao!
CAV. SERAFINO ESPOSITO NEAPOLITAN
Police officer. I'm here to see you concerning your complaint.
You really mean to say?
No, because it's the first time lever witnessed a holy miracle.
What, a humble citizen can have a civil right abused
and the police are actually concerned?
Come in, come in.
Go ahead, I have to close the gate. Otherwise...
Here, let me show you the way, do you mind?
Now tell me, what can I do for you?
Can you give me the facts again?
What facts?
You complained that you got blocked in the other night by a car.
Oh, those facts there.
No, because there's other facts to do with Milanese
which you haven't got the faintest idea.
Look at Napoleon here, his name's Napoleon.
Well, it's the cold morning fog, he can't take it.
He's a Neapolitan cat.
Go over your story again.
At 10 o'clock on the night of 12 November...
I come out of my home to find in the midst of this pollution
like you never even dreamt to see it.
So then you say the filth in the south is no different.
Here in Milan you see some pollution. You write City Hall
and they write you “Dear Esposito bla bla bla"
but the pollution stays.
Down in Naples you write City Hall, they don't even bother to reply.
It's all a lot more consistent.
Come on, let's go outside a minute.
I want to illustrate this complaint I made...
- I just want the facts. - The facts, the facts.
Look, I walk out of the house, right?
I go and open up the gate and find the car
right here, see? Not over there,
where I'm very happy to see you put yours
but right here in front of the gate. Now you tell me how do I...
Someone parks here, smack in front of the gate.
What do I do? Move the car to one side.
- You understand? - Yeah. Sure.
One of the cars had a license. It was Swiss, how can I tell?
Because I saw it and because...
some plates got the national flag on it
and the Swiss colors are the same as the Red Cross in reverse.
Of course.
The one guy that came in the Swiss car I think was pretty high
because as he walked down to that barn
the others were sort of half dragging him.
In my opinion, he was on his way to the morgue.
- Morgue? - That's how he looked, I don't know.
But they all go up that way.
- Cigarette'! - No, thanks.
Those things'll kill you.
Anyway, then they come back, the drunk's disappeared
and the rest drive away in their cars.
Now, how come I know? Because it's 8 o'clock on the button.
At 8 on the button I have to go out and get milk for Napoleon
who has a habit of taking a little milk in the night.
In this area the local milkman
doesn't have permission to stay open late.
Oh, here in the north it doesn't work the same here as in Naples.
If you want milk there, you go down and do a little knocking,
the guy raises the shutter a little and he hands you a chord.
You want some milk in Milan...
up here in Milan if you knock on the window and they're closed,
you'll probably get a fist in the jaw.
Yeah, okay.
Did you see both of the cars license plates?
Both, officer. I saw everything
with my own eyes. They were not Italians.
- They were Swiss. - Yeah!
You heard any conversation at all?
No, nothing at all. I'm hard of hearing.
But good eyes I've got.
A hawk couldn't catch the things what I see.
Like the bow tie the fat pup had on, a pin point.
What else did you see?
What, didn't you read the report I dictated?
The sergeant got it all.
The charge was unlawful occupation
of communal property and making too much noise.
Too much noise you say! But when you're driving around
at all hours and make like you're going
for a world record for stunt cars, what would you call it, may I ask?
No, you're right.
Could you describe the guy at all?
Could I describe him? I certainly could.
A well endowed guy like that.
Now, a well endowed guy that was sporting a bow tie lie that
or he's a foreigner or he's full of shit, you take your choice.
Take me for a ride?
What the hell are you doing here?
Business.
I'm here for the report you were asked to get.
- Where is it? - I don't have it.
Oh, they're not going to like this.
Well, they're going to have to.
I know the score and I know how to play the hand.
I've a friend at the barracks, he dumped it in the archive.
No one will ever see it.
And the owners of the cars will never be summoned.
It was the most I could have asked or he would have begun to suspect.
Are you also a friend of the Neapolitan?
Tell your boss he can afford to relax,
he'll have no problems at all on this end.
He's nothing but a compulsive trouble maker.
Crazy as a hoot owl.
He probably even got the numbers wrong on the tags.
- You know the right ones? - No, I don't know the right ones.
All I know is when they get nothing they're gonna be angry.
Get your hands off of me! Out! Out!
The Italian's taking too much time.I
You're a very heavy handed better at times, Pascal.
What do you mean by that?
Personally nothing, but you now have an important position...
And certain little things...
I always took care of my own deals personally!
'Cos how come I got the position you say I did?
Because I wasn't a snob and afraid to get my hands dirty.
Now I'm supposed to have all kinds of diplomacy like you!
Well, where the hell we got with your diplomacy, eh?
- Yeah? - Police, open up.
Again? My God, once it gets started...
Come on in, I was just about to give a little milk to Napoleon.
- Yeah? - It's Pop.
Can you get over here right away?
I'm on duty here.
This is very urgent, son. If you want to call it official.
- Come now! - Okay, but where are you?
At Esposito's house. I'll be waiting for you here.
You didn't tell me the truth yesterday about that complaint.
The fact that you came over in person for something
you could have phoned for was a little bit peculiar.
But I suppose I was thinking you came over to see me.
Then I received information that a rented car was missing
and as its license was the same as the one in Esposito's complaint,
I figured there might be a connection between the man,
the oil drum and the drunk Esposito said he saw, so I came here.
Your conclusion?
Bravo, son! You put two and two together and got on the right track
way ahead of everybody else.
You were already looking for the copy before they even knew he was missing!
What's behind it all?
- Anybody else you said this to? - You joking!
The case is yours,
you know I wouldn't tell anybody else about it.
Now listen Pop...
you go back to your office, you get that report,
you bring it back here and give it to me.
You can rely on me but don't get getting too big...
Then you take yourself a vacation. You might try the seashore.
I don't care where you go but go. Stay there and relax a few days.
And when you come back I want you to resign!
- But, son... - You heard me, Pop!
You bring that complaint to me! And then you disappear!
Do you follow me?
I must get rid of that complaint.
Now that Esposito is dead you are the only one who knows anything.
But tell me: am I to understand that you...
you're asking me to obstruct justice?
You did ask me...
You asked me to get rid of a piece of evidence to murder.
I'm trying to save your life!
Save my life?
These people play for keeps, you can see that for yourself!
You're an accomplice to murder!
You my son! Oh, my God! Tell me I made a mistake!
Stop weeping in your pillow! Okay, "my son the Lieutenant
has dishonored the family with corruption."
I've 60 million aside, an expensive girl,
and when I say “Rise!" everyone jumps and goes “Hi!"
They pay you? What have you...
You've sold out, you my very own son.
What do you preach to me!
I've seen the type of life you've had
licking the shine off other people's shoes till their toes showed!
How many times have you had to beat a poor guy to death
to make your superiors happy?
How many men have you convicted
by inventing some phoney rotten story
and how much corruption have you been involved in
just to get yourself a lousy stinking present at Christmas time?
But that kind of corruption isn't bad, is it?
Turn me in then, is that what you want?
Fine, go ahead and tell all you know!
You'll get yourself a big medal from your superiors,
if they don't kill you first!
Yeah. But not that article, I finished it long ago.
Here is the lieutenant.
You're on your way to the Chief's. You know why? I know.
All right, what do you think the reason is?
The good Countess Nevio is visiting him today.
Her husband was Nevio, you know, the shipping magnate.
Well, she does have a lot of pull.
I'm well aware of the countess's pull.
If possible I'll let you know why she's here. Okay?
Well, what did you find out?
Exactly nothing, as usual.
You know how it is. The closed mouth himself.
What are you looking at?
You see, Countess, the lieutenant here
has not yet been informed of the situation.
If you like, I'll bring him up to date.
Very well.
The Countess's son phoned her the other day from Switzerland.
My son has a house in Lausanne.
He said he'd be coming for a visit and that was the end of it.
I returned his call that evening.
But they told me my son had already gone.
That's right, he rented himself a car and crossed over the border,
from that point on we lost him.
About the car, was it Swiss or what?
Are you talking of the make or the license?
I don't know what it was.
But if he rented it, then it must certainly have a Swiss license.
I imagine you used standard procedure by checking out all the usual places?
Of course, I have the report right here. Police, hospital, doctor.
There's nothing at all. He just disappeared.
So, let's get to work.
- We make it in time? - I don't know.
What do you mean you don't...
Lieutenant, how'd it go with the Countess?
With the Countess? Nothing to it.
Is it about her son Valerio?
Who's this Valerio?
He balances too many checks, the Countess is always having to cover
and he's had 2 or 3 run-ins with the law for forgery and fraud.
Anyway, they say he went to Switzerland. Sort of a paid vacation.
After he took away and sold a painting which belonged to the family.
But unfortunately what he sold was a copy of it.
All resolved in the family, I suppose?
I don't know, it's all rumors.
They say he got 120 million which he used to buy cocaine.
- It all adds up to the extra for a year. - Did you print it?
Not in my magazine. The family has ties with the owners.
But I'm afraid that she won't let me get away with it.
Got any suggestions?
Well, I'll tell you I've got my job and you've got your job.
But what exactly was Countess Nevio doing here?
Just a courtesy call and organize
a policeman's benefit ball with draw prizes.
Maybe the winner will get a kilo of cocaine.
Thank you!
You're slipping, lieutenant. A piddling report form.
Just a report form. Let me play this my way.
Your business is to play the way we tell you!
Because we pay you and we pay you good too!
Jackasses! Could've told me who was behind that paper.
- What's it to you, man? - Keep your goddam mouth shut!
You like to play rough and tough but you're only a corner store hood.
What you hire him for, Pascal? Seeking out your own kind?
- What are you trying to tell us? - About a boy in an oil drum.
I did everything in my power to put the brakes on the investigation.
But Missing Persons is checking the morgue today
and they're going to find Valerio Nevio.
Has anyone else you know seen the complaint?
Not a soul. I told you not to worry. The whole thing's been buried.
You'll have to do better than bury it. I want it destroyed.
Let me handle this.
Getting a report out of a police station isn't easy.
I have an idea though, but it will cost you.
Dough isn't important.
We want that paper delivered by tomorrow, clear?
They removed the body from the cement, he's a young man.
The Countess Nevio identified the body
although it was hardly recognizable.
However, he had a lot of those little skin marks,
and low and behold it's her loving son.
Son of a bitch! Maybe this serves him right.
Santa Maria precinct.
This is lieutenant Malacarne.
I'd like to speak to my dad.
Hold on a minute.
Sorry, lieutenant, can't find him.
Thanks anyway.
Be seeing you.
Thank you.
Pardon me, lieutenant, for taking a liberty,
they told me you were alone and...
Good morning, Mazzari.
I'm not disturbing you, am I?
- Not at all. - I won't stay long.
I was just passing and thought:
"Let's go visit the lieutenant regarding that man."
He'll be here this afternoon.
You can pass the word, our friend will receive it tonight.
Oh well, I'm very pleased to hear that.
You know well that our friend is really impatient.
You know how impulsive he is.
I wouldn't want him to do anything foolish.
Goodbye.
Good morning. Santa Maria precinct.
Hello Pop, it's Dominique.
When do I get to see you?
You've got to hear me out. Pop! Are you there?
Damn, will you answer me, Pop! Please, it's important!
Pap, POP!
Finally! It takes that barboy longer to get here every day.
I'm Dominique's father. Is he in?
- Yes, he is. I'm Sandra. - Call him down, would you?
Just say that I'm here.
We were just having coffee... if you'd like to join us, come on in.
Just call him.
All right. If you prefer I'll send him down.
Ciao.
I brought you this.
- Thanks, Pop. - No, don't bother saying thank you.
You want me to take you back?
There's no need for you to go out of your way for me.
Tomorrow we'll talk if you like.
You. You, you, you!
Don't show your face to me ever again, understood?
You can sell out to whom you please but I don't want to see you anymore!
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Yeah, he's here. He's coming in now.
Right. Good bye.
Good evening.
Don't let the new faces scare you.
You can talk in front of them.
I've got nothing to say. Except I brought you what you wanted.
How much?
- Twenty. - Expensive!
Very! I'm not interested in marbles.
It will be credited to your account tomorrow.
Now everyone's happy. It's all over and done with.
Yeah, so long as you stop using the wrong guys!
If you don't think a little smarter, you could blow everything sky high!
Sure! Promise you it won't happen again, lieutenant.
Didn't you pull the plug out of the phone?
No, I forgot completely.
Let it ring.
I better see who it is.
Hello? Just a sec.
Here, come on, it's for you, one of your men.
Yeah? Oh, it's you, Garrito.
What do you want?
I think you'd better come on down.
Could have been an accident.
Looks like he could have suffered a heart attack.
There's a witness who was out fishing in a boat, lieutenant.
He believes he heard yelling like someone was in a fight.
About 30 seconds after that, he saw a blonde with long hair
who was running away.
Still she might not have anything to do with the case.
God, what a raw deal!
Here's the lieutenant!
Will you back off, please.
Hey! What are you doin'?
Bastard!
Come on, Dominique, you want a piece of me, huh?
Come on, beautiful one.
Well, come on, beautiful one.
Come on...
Give me a couple of phone tokens.
Thank you.
- Is that you, Garrito? - Yeah, lieutenant.
Be there in two minutes, lieutenant!
Too tired to work tonight?
What about him?
- He ain't interested. - Really?
You didn't try hard enough, maybe.
He)!' hey you!
- Hey you! - Get back in your cage!
I told you he wasn't interested.
What's up, lieutenant?
Come on, get back in the car, Garrito.
To the gallery.
I want you to go up and knock on the door of the gallery.
And then what do I do?
Tell the woman who answers you're checking for me.
Checking for you. Right, lieutenant.
Hit it, Garrito, come on, floor it.
- What is going on, lieutenant? - Just be cool.
Here.
Sandra!
Son of a bitch!
He must have more lives than a cat.
But right now he's out of his mind.
He could do something desperate.
Oh yeah, such as what?
He may try to kill you.
Yeah, sure. He would be out of his mind to try that!
He may try to kill me too.
You're kidding!
Come on, you're no more than a third rate mouthpiece!
He wouldn't even blink at you.
They tried to shoot you down, huh? And then tried to get you again
right in front of your fiancée's house.
A good police officer is killed and there's another body in the house!
Just what kind of trouble are you in!
Well, I'll tell you what the hell you need, a vacation.
Listen, Malacarne. You nail two Portuguese and say
you've uncovered a gang of gun runners, yeah.
"Commissioner, I've uncovered a gang of gun runners", you promptly tell me.
Then you write in your report “Oh, no. I was the one at fault."
So now they're out.
An old stupid man commits suicide after killing his cat and what do you do?
You thought that was more important than the Nevio case,
a case which could put the force on the line and you neglect it!
All right, sir. But I'm not going away.
There's too much at stake for me at the moment.
I'll ignore your insubordination. Your job's to take orders, that's all.
You're going to take a vacation and that's final!
You're tired, lieutenant. Overwrought.
I'm sorry about what happened to your father.
Accept my condolences and also those of the others.
But our personal things cannot interfere with business.
Starting today you're on suspension
and I'm going to leave you on it indefinitely.
And we'll take care of your case.
Let's go, Raba.
How much better could it be?
Amigo is on his way across the square, give me some corn.
Hey, amigo!
DANGEROUS AREA NO ENTRY
- Where are you going? - Mazzari.
- He's not here. - Well, go on.
Before celebrating according to Christian rite our precious office
of Holy sepulcher, let us pray to our Almighty Father
who gave breath to all things living.
For as we in sorrow commit these fragile mortal remains
of our dear departed father to eternal rest,
God in his omniscience raises him up again
and welcomes him among the saints and ennobles him with eternal life.
We humbly ask that God in his judgment be merciful on the soul of this man.
That he, released by death, free from all earthly debt,
reconciled with the Holy Father and having lived as the good shepherd
under his heavenly will, be blessed with life and peace everlasting.
Grant them eternal rest, O Lord!
- My condolences... - My condolences...
Maybe this isn't the best time but perhaps the right time.
- Can we talk? - Sure.
You want your revenge and you want to get away with it.
I'm ready for anything.
Not just anything, otherwise it would be too easy for you.
You could turn yourself in and simply speak the truth.
We'll give you Pascal. Yes, we'll give you Pascal.
If you want him tonight you can have him.
Down at the Sticks tannery.
Come at 10. You can do whatever you want with him.
I can't bring the squad.
Well, I wasn't suggesting exactly that.
But I do get your point.
We're playing it straight but, if you like, bring who you want.
Men that you can trust.
But what about afterwards?
We can talk about that tomorrow.
After the Pascal matter has been resolved.
- You've been suspended, haven't you? - Yeah.
When you return to active duty we'll talk about it then.
I'll see you tonight, all right? I'll be there too.
Goodbye.
The man's clean.
We're here to settle some unpleasant business once and for all.
Apparently someone's been wronged
and somebody's let things get out of hand.
The one who's been wronged has gotten his own back
and the account should be considered closed.
The interests at stake are too big to get bogged down by...
...strictly personal matters.
If every one else is...
I'm agreeable to let bygones be bygones.
You must understand, lieutenant, that in these matters
you have to see things through to the bitter end.
You can't be content with half measures.
Good evening.
I'm sorry, lieutenant.