INSPECTOR RICCIARDI
CLOCK TICKS
MAUDLIN STRING MUSIC
PEOPLE CHATTER
TRAM BELL RINGS
{\an8}DISTORTED VOICES SPEAK
HISTORY OF PHILOSOPHY
These lovely flowers.
What beautiful music
inside the watch.
Sir, these lovely flowers.
What beautiful music
inside the watch.
Sir, 10 cents.
Here you are, sir.
See how good that tastes!
- Excuse me.
- What is it?
Is this where that thing
happened to the little girl?
You mean the flower seller?
No, not here, thank heavens.
They found her in
an alley nearby. Poor dear.
I wonder who did it.
I always brought her
something to eat, before closing.
- That evening too?
- I brought her some soup,
and said to her: "Go home, it's late.
Nobody is coming anymore."
But she still had some flowers
and she said:
"No, sir. I must sell these too,
or Mum will beat me."
So you were here alone?
I stayed behind to do
some accounting before closing.
EXAGGERATED TICKING
DISTORTED VOICE SPEAKS AGAIN
Sir, 10 cents
for these lovely flowers.
What beautiful music
inside the watch.
Sir, 10 cents.
SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC
Hey, sir!
I want to change my enrolment.
- You don't want to be a philosopher?
- What do you want to do?
- I want to study law.
I want to be a policeman.
HE CHUCKLES
Good thing you realised it in time.
INDISTINCT CONVERSATION
ROMANTIC MUSIC
SHE SIGHS
Goodness, Rosa.
Did you forget the water this morning?
The junk I ate in hospital
was better.
You shouldn't mention
the hospital.
Someone's protecting you
up there.
Down here too.
Don't tire yourself out
too much,
or I'll end up
coming to see you in the hospital.
HORSE HOOVES IN DISTANCE
Have a good day.
DOOR CLOSE
- I have to talk to the Sergeant.
- Madam, what happened?
I can't talk to you. I have to talk
to the Sergeant, only to him!
What's going on?
I have to talk to him.
It's a very delicate situation.
- Lower your voice. What happened?
- I have to talk to him.
What's going on?
Ardisio, what's going on?
- He's not here.
- Camarda!
You don't understand.
So the Sergeant is here?
- What's this bedlam?
- Bedlam is the right word.
There's a lady who wants
to only speak with you.
- Send her in.
- Madam, come in.
Sergeant come quickly.
Something terrible has happened.
- What? Where? Who are you?
- I’m Marietta.
I do the cleaning at Paradiso.
You know the place?
{\an8}THUNDER RUMBLES
I've heard of it...
One of the girls was k*lled.
You must come right away!
Where are you going?
I need to understand more.
There's nothing to understand.
You need to come!
Excuse me.
PLAYS LIVELY TUNE
Hurry, Inspector.
It's terrible. Terrible.
THUNDER RUMBLES
VIPER
- Don't let anyone through.
- Yes, sir.
Is there a side entrance?
Yes. There, at the corner,
there's a service door for suppliers.
Cesarano, you go over there.
Sergeant, are you sure
we're not more useful inside?
Cesarano, go on.
Inspector, come with me.
Madame is waiting for you.
Please.
Everyone; go away.
There's nothing to see.
Go on, get to work.
Please.
WOMAN SOBS
I loved her like a daughter.
I still don't believe it.
One of my girls!
- The sweetest, the dearest...
- What was the girl's name?
Viper.
Viper?
Her real name?
Maria Rosaria.
Maria Rosaria Cennamo.
- Did you find her?
- No, Lily did.
- Where is she?
- Upstairs.
Was going to the living room.
Viper's door was open.
Well, ajar.
She was lying on the bed.
I saw her leg
dangling from the edge.
What did you do?
I called Madame.
SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC
- Which one was Viper's room?
- That one.
- Where's yours?
- Upstairs.
You were going
down to the living room.
Yes.
When a client leaves,
we tidy up the room
and then go down to the living room
so the other clients can choose us.
That’s enough for now.
I'm going inside.
You find out who was here,
besides Madame and the girls.
I'll take care of this.
DOOR CREAKS
CLOCK TICKS
The whip. My whip.
DISTORTED VOICE
The whip, the whip.
My whip.
The whip. My whip.
The whip, the whip.
My whip.
The whip, the whip.
My whip.
The whip.
The whip. My whip.
The whip. My whip.
My whip.
You, do you have
a particular job in this house?
My son Tullio
does the maintenance.
- And surveillance too.
- Yeah, surveillance...
Did you happen to see
anything strange?
People you didn't know
who entered?
- The usual faces, the usual clients.
- That's it, the clients.
What happened to the clients?
Sergeant, when they heard
Lily screaming, they ran away.
- I couldn't tie them up here!
- Of course.
DOOR CREAKS
Inspector, everyone says
they didn't leave the brothel.
Sergeant, -this is the most important
house of the city.
- You're offending me.
- Sorry. Grand Hotel!
Miss Lily?
If your room is upstairs,
you weren't just passing by.
Who are you covering for?
SHE SOBS
Madame?
If this is how you want
to play things,
you'll remain closed
until the truth comes out.
We have plenty of time,
we can wait.
But we can't, Inspector.
If we remain closed, we'll be ruined.
We just hope we can start
working again soon.
Mm.
Inspector, Viper's body
was found by a client.
Mr Vincenzo Ventrone.
But he's a good person.
He sells holy decorations.
Thank you.
Miss!
Over here.
Rosa!
How are you?
Like someone
who's old and aching.
- But we must go on.
- Right.
We must go on.
What can I do for you?
Listen to me.
Come and see me at home
whenever you want.
Promise?
Yes.
If it hadn't been for that
cursed accident, he'd be with me.
Instead,
he closed himself up even more.
But a woman feels certain things.
I believe the two of us
have a profound connection.
What I felt with him,
I've never felt with anyone else.
You can’t feel such strong emotions
by yourself.
I know you understand me, Edda.
And I know he'll understand too.
- Good morning.
- Good morning, doctor.
- Good morning, Ricciardi.
- Hi, Bruno.
- What's going on? Who's the girl?
- Her name was Cennamo.
- Gennamo Maria Rosaria.
- Cennamo Maria Rosaria? Who is she?
Viper, doctor. Our Viper.
- Not Viper. Poor girl.
- Did you know her, Bruno?
All of Naples knew her, Ricciardi.
She was .a celebrity.
Shall we have a look?
DOOR CREAKS
TENSE MUSIC
The whip, the whip.
{\an8}DISTORTED VOICE
My whip.
My whip.
The whip.
My whip.
My whip.
I've finished.
THUNDER RUMBLES
She was suffocated with a pillow.
She tried to defend herself
from her m*rder*r.
There are signs of struggle.
- But he was much stronger than her.
- Right. Next time spare me the trip.
I expect you to add something.
The nasal septum is certainly broken.
There are traces of bleeding
under the lower lip and the upper one,
due to the pressure on the teeth.
But no residue of the m*rder*r's skin
under her nails.
That's all I can say for now.
You have to wait for the post-mortem.
She’s beautiful.
Were you her client?
No. As far as I know,
she had very few clients.
Listen. In a place like this,
I imagine that certain
violent games are practised.
Maybe they can get
out of hand and...
Bravo, Ricciardi.
I see you've recovered.
You're even familiar
with sado-masochistic games
and guess that they
happen in a place like this.
- Did you understand the question?
But I rule that out
as the cause of death.
- Why are you so sure?
- It's easy.
As you see,
the victim is still wearing lingerie,
and I rule out that sexual
intercourse was taking place.
{\an8}KNOCK ON DOOR
- Come in.
- Excuse me.
Sorry I'm late.
Take your time.
We're going.
Do we have to stay here much longer?
We didn't do anything.
He's right.
We just suffered enormous damage.
Besides the sorrow
of the loss, obviously.
What can you tell, us, Inspector?
That you must not move anything
and that nobody must go
into Viper's room.
A guard will stay here
until the body has been removed.
Obviously, you can't open.
No! What are you saying, Inspector?
That's impossible! Why?
It's Holy Week and already
we have very. few clients.
What will I give these girls,
my employees, to eat?
Madam, there's been a m*rder.
Please, just cooperate.
What should I do, Inspector?
We need a list of all the clients
present at the time,
other than Ventrone.
Where does the side entrance lead?
The suppliers' one.
It leads to .the kitchen.
But if a stranger had entered there,
he would've been seen.
By the cook on the other workers.
Yes, Inspector.
Nothing strange happened.
The usual deliveries.
We told the Sergeant too.
Yes, Inspector.
They talked, to me.
Miss,
could something belonging to you
have got into the victim's room?
It's possible.
We exchange makeup,
creams, combs.
One last request, madam.
I need a full list of Viper's clients,
the most regular ones.
That’s easy.
DRAMATIC MUSIC
Tomorrow morning call
this Ventrone in. Be discreet.
- Tette's dog!
- Yes.
- Did you take him in?
- No, I didn't.
He follows me everywhere.
Have the side entrance checked.
We need the list of suppliers.
"List", what a bad word. Don't use it.
Use "record", it's better.
These days,
the word "list" recalls ugly things.
- I'm sure I'm on some black list too.
- You can't say I didn't warn you.
Look at him.
He chooses to fallow me.
Everything in life should be
like this. Love, politics, freedom.
Doctor, if I choose freely
not to return for dinner,
my wife chooses to throw a shoe
in my face, freely.
She'd be right,
because you're a sheep.
This is a country of sheep,
and you'll all remain that.
- I'm a sheep?
- Not you. Not if you buy me dinner.
Take a rain check.
I want to go home early today.
Are you busy?
You're hiding something.
This old nose smells a female.
In that case, I absolve you.
What? Let me see
if I have a piece of bread.
You're lucky. Here.
Let’s take a walk.
Come on.
ACCORDION MUSIC IN DISTANCE
I .work until a certain time.
I like to sleep in the morning.
I don't think anyone can enter
from the kitchen without being seen.
It'd be difficult for an outsider.
Cesarano, have a good day.
I'm a simple person,
and I don't understand
many things.
You're a good person.'
Good people
understand everything.
I understand one thing:
that you care for the master.
And he cares for you.
And I finally felt serene,
knowing that when I'm gone,
you'll be there.
But...
the evening of the accident,
after you worried so much,
you ran away and haven't
come around since. Why?
You're right.
If you thought badly of me,
you had a right to.
But there is a reason.
What is it, my child?
That night,
at the hospital,
I made a vow.
If he lived,
I would have stepped aside.
Now I regret it,
but it was a vow.
That's sacred.
Miss, what did you do?
When we're afraid,
we don't understand a thing.
Fear is not a good advisor.
And I think that
our Lord would understand.
But I'm no one.
Talk to Father Pierino.
He'll help you, I'm sure.
WAVES CRASH
GULLS CAW
EMOTIVE MUSIC
NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE
Good morning, Inspector.
These men want to talk to you.
- They've been here since last night.
- Hello. And who might you be?
- Are you Inspector Ricciardi?
- Yes, I am.
I'm Giuseppe Coppola.
This is my brother Pietro.
- Good morning, Inspector.
- Rosario and I were getting married.
Rosaria Cennamo?
Did you know what
Viper's profession was?
Inspector, please.
Her name is Maria Rosaria.
If you call her Viper,
you offend her.
All right, Coppola.
Now answer my question.
Of course I knew about it.
I went to her every day.
I paid to see her.
- So you were her client?
- No.
- I wasn't a client.
- Then why did you pay her?
Excuse me, Inspector.
But this thing has k*lled me.
Ever since I've found out,
it's as if I'd died too.
How did you find out?
It was late at night.
I wanted to see her,
even just to give her a kiss.
When I went there,
they wouldn't let me in.
They told me she was dead.
So I came to you.
I was waiting for him
to come home.
When I saw him pass
like a madman, I followed him.
I want justice, Inspector.
How did you and Maria Rosaria meet?
We were neighbours.
We fell in love as children.
ROMANTIC MUSIC
But it was immediately clear
that such beauty was dangerous.
A woman like her cannot live
in a place like that.
Sooner of later someone starts
thinking they can buy her.
Well, aren’t you gorgeous?
Want an apple?
Gaetano Varriale, a violent man.
He became mayor of our village
through fear.
That piece of sh*t
could have been her father.
He had children older than her.
One day, he saw her and took her.
I'd have k*lled him
with my own hands, Inspector.
But my mother begged me
on her knees.
I didn't see her for years.
He’d sent her far from his wife.
But someone k*lled
that b*stard with a knife.
He got what he deserved.
Then I found out that she had a son.
- A son?
- Yes.
So I started working like a mule.
It was all I could do.
- You had us, Peppino!
- Yes.
It was for you that I began
doing things seriously. For you.
I got a horse and a cart.
I'd take vegetables to the city.
It wasn't easy to enter the market,
believe me.
But we slowly became
the biggest suppliers in Vomero.
How did you meet
Maria Rosaria again?
I'd heard nothing about her
for a couple of years.
She'd left the baby
with her mother and disappeared.
Nobody knew where.
Meanwhile, I'd got some
important clients, including Paradiso.
- Gennaro, where do these apples go?
- Put them up there.
I wonder if there are any apples
as good as the ones from, my village.
Of course, miss.
These arrived...
Rosaria, is it you?
SHE WEEPS
But I have a hard head. That evening
I was a client in that bed.
I went inside the main door
and waited.
Then I paid and went up to her.
CLOCK TICKS
DOOR CLOSES
SHE WHIMPERS
I laid on the bed with her
and we talked. And we kissed.
But we didn't do that thing.
I wanted to wait.
- Wait for what?
- What do you think, Inspector?
I'd found the love of my life.
I asked her to marry me,
to quit her job
- and to be the queen in my home.
- What did she answer?
That she would have shamed me
and everyone would have
laughed at us.
So I told her we'd go far away,
where nobody knew us,
and that we'd take
her child with us.
I convinced her, Inspector.
Did she ever give you
a definitive yes?
No. But yesterday
she looked at me and said:
"Don't worry.
I’ll give you an answer soon."
She was serious, Inspector.
I knew her well.
I knew she'd decided
to marry me.
Please remain at our disposal
and don’t leave the city.
My brother is innocent, Inspector.
Believe me.
He would never have laid
a finger on Rosaria. Never.
I can assure you
that I'll do everything possible
to make sure
the m*rder*r is brought to justice.
Thank you, Inspector.
At that moment,
I only wanted him to live.
That's why I made that vow.
Now I just want to
go back in time.
Who's stopping you?
What do you mean?
A vow is a promise to God.
But we can't promise something
that isn't ours.
You promised the solitude
of another person, his unhappiness.
But I'm unhappy too.
Enrica, dear,
a vow is made in the hope
that God will help us obtain
something good, beautiful,
not that He'll make us suffer.
In disappearing from his life, you
hurt yourself and the person you love.
Do you really mean that,
Father Pierino?
- Don't worry, my child. Go on.
- Thank you!
SHE LAUGHS HAPPILY
As you know, yesterday,
near the Paradiso brothel*.
A girl was k*lled,
Maria Rosaria Cennamo.
I know nothing.
I don't know that girl.
Perfect. You'll have to swear to that
on trial for concealing the truth.
Oh...
Um...
All right. I know Viper.
I knew her.
And I appeal to your discretion.
Whatever I tell you must stay private.
I can't promise that. I can only
assure you my personal discretion.
I became a widower very young.
And a man has a right
to some distractions.
That girl and I had a good time.
She had a lot of initiative.
But then, I pay very well.
There's nothing wrong
with that, right?
Not with going with wh*res,
but with k*lling people.
What are you saying
I didn't k*ll anyone.
Hey, Ventrone, calm down!
Mr Ventrone,
you were her last client.
Another prost*tute,
Palumbo Bianca, known as Lily,
tried to cover for you.
She said that she found
the body. Why is that?
I don't know.
When I arrived,
she was already dead.
The door was ajar and she was
on the bed, a pillow near her face.
I actually thought it was a joke,
because at times
we played, you know.
{\an8}SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC BUILDS
But when I got close to her
- I realised it wasn't a joke.
- And what did you do?
I ran out without touching anything
and called for help.
Who answered you?
Lily...
Yes, Lily. She came out of her room
with a client who was leaving,
and she took me
to Madame Ivonne.
Then they suggested that
I leave immediately to avoid gossip.
Terrible decision.
Did you know that
Viper had received a proposal?
That a man had asked her
to marry him?
Yes, I knew.
She would never have accepted.
Why are you so sure?
Because she liked that life.
Money, luxury and men.
She liked them, very much.
I knew her very well.
One last thing.
What do you mean when
you say: "We played at times"?
Inspector,
we each have our own tastes.
She was my teacher
and she punished me.
I spanked her.
- With a whip?
- No. They were innocent games.
I only have your word on that.
You can go now,
but remain at our disposal.
All right.
Goodbye, good day.
BELL RINGS
You'd have strangled him
with your own hands.
Inspector, people like him disgust me.
And he even sells holy objects!
What hypocrisy.
- Where are you going, Inspector?/
- You mean "where are we going".
To Paradiso,
to find out the names of all
of Viper's clients, past and present.
After you.
Who is it at this hour?
I'm working and even
have to open the door.
- Who is it?
- Me.
Me who?
Goodness, Enrica!
- What did you do, rip out a tree?
- It's spring, Rosa.
- These are for you.
- For me?
Nobody's ever given me flowers.
It's time to start.
What is this light in your eyes?
Who lit it?
Father Pierino. He said that
the vow isn't valid and that I'm free.
Now it is finally spring.
The almond trees are blossoming
And the orange flowers...?
- Those are used to make pastiera.
- Sure, with wheat and candied fruits.
Good girl. Now you're ready
to make
a real Cilento Easter meal.
- I'm here to help, Rosa.
- Good. But take this stuff off.
Too elegant to be a cook.
Take off your hat,
jacket, everything.
Good morning, Madame.
Inspector, you must
let us open right away.
You don't realise
how much this is damaging us!
Calm down, Madame.
We still have some questions to ask.
- If all goes well, you can open.
- Ask, Inspector.
When I asked you for the names
of Viper's regular customers,
Miss Lily said it was easy.
What does that mean?
That Viper had only two clients.
They bought all her time.
- Was she very expensive?
- Yes.
Her fee was very high
and my percentage was very low.
I don't mean
I was losing out, but...
Then why did you do it?
Why?
Inspector, people came here
specifically for her.
Once they were here,
even if she wasn't available,
they chose other girls,
you know,
and paid money. There.
But Viper was for those two only.
- And before them?
- They were the first.
Mr Ventrone was Lily's client,
but when Viper arrived,
he only wanted her.
He had a sort of exclusive deal,
let's say.
Until that madman arrived.
He wanted to marry her!
Inspector, you don't know
how much we laughed.
Laughed? Why?
Inspector, can you imagine
someone like Viper
raising children
among horse sh*t?
But she asked him
for some time to think it over.
Inspector, she wanted to squeeze out
more money, didn't she?
- Lily?
- She's upstairs.
Shall we go up?
- Lead the way.
- Certainly. This way, please.
Why did you cover for Ventrone?
I was wrong to do that,
I know, Inspector.
But if people knew he was here
and had found a m*rder*d wh*re...
A man who sells holy objects!
People would have relished that.
Poor thing.
His son was already so worried.
- Whose son?
- Mr Ventrone's son.
He's a good boy.
He runs the store with his father.
Why was he worried?
Because word got around that
his father spent lots of time here.
LOUD CHATTERING
All right, Madame.
Now if you don't mind,
I'd like to talk to Miss Lily, alone.
Of course.
Girls, everyone to their rooms.
Everyone to their rooms. Go on!
Not you, Lily. You stay.
Wait here.
There. Go ahead.
Why did you cover up for Ventrone?
For money?
Money?
Of course, you think that someone
like me only does things for money.
No, I didn't mean that, miss.
I’m sorry if I offended you.
But you lied to me.
Will you answer my question?
SHE SIGHS
I saw Viper right after Enzo...
Mr Ventrone asked for help.
It was him or me,
what's the difference?
That Ventrone could be
the m*rder*r.
Ventrone didn't k*ll anyone.
He wouldn't hurt a fly.
He cared for Viper.
What was your relationship with Viper?
You want to know
if I was jealous
because she took away
my best client?
That too, yes.
It's a prison in here, Inspector.
You can't choose the men.
Viper and I weren't fond
of each other,
but we respected each other.
Men are idiots, Inspector.
We laughed behind their backs.
In here, laughing
is our only consolation.
May I go now?
One last thing.
- Is this brush yours?
- No, but I could have used it.
Why, is that a problem?
It's a brush.
Go, but remain at our disposal.
Now we'll call Madame.
Here I am!
Here I am, Inspector.
Tomorrow you can open
again, Madame.
Thank you, Inspector.
Viper's room must remain closed.
Nobody is to enter.
Thank you, Inspector.
You saved our lives!
Right. Do you mind
if I go inside for a quick look?
Of course.
This is your home.
SHE SIGHS HAPPILY
DISTORTED VOICE
My whip.
The whip, the whip.
My whip.
The whip, the whip.
My whip.
Who was with you here
the last time?
The whip, the whip.
My whip. The whip...
Why won't you tell me?
My whip.
The m*rder*r must have put
a knee on her abdomen,
to block her, because
two of her ribs were cracked.
It must have happened quickly.
He probably caught her by surprise
and she tried to push the pillow
away from her face.
On her body,
were there traces of...?
{\an8}BRUNO CHUCKLES
You can't even say
{\an8}HE SPEAKS LOUDLY
Anyway, it's been confirmed that
Viper had no recent sexual relations.
Could you lower
your voice, please?
{\an8}HE SOFTENS HIS VOICE
Instead of worrying about
scandalising these petty do-gooders,
why don't you enjoy the beauty
of the place. Look over there.
- Good morning, madam.
- Hello.
Wasn't this marvel of nature
the tenor's widow,
- the man k*lled a year ago?
- Yes, it's her.
What a beauty.
May I offer you
something at the cafe?
I'm sorry, but I already have
an appointment.
She's coming here.
May I disturb you, doctor?
Maybe you don't remember me,
but we met some time ago,
- in unhappy circumstances.
- How could I forget? Impossible.
It's a great pleasure
to see you again.
Why don't you honour us
by taking a seat at our table?
If that doesn't bother
your friend.
Please, Livia.
I'm happy to see you.
I prefer believing your words rather
than the expression on your face.
Our Ricciardi doesn't give much space
to emotions. Right, doctor?
If you really want to suffer,
Ricciardi is a guarantee.
- We were just saying...
- That this is a work lunch.
We're on a new case and we weren't
saying anything interesting.
It's actually very interesting:
the homicide of a beautiful woman.
My God, who?
Look here. Disgusting
You don't really have
anything to do?
Lulu, what can I say? In this heat,
there isn't a soul around.
You don't either.
Hopefully, someone will be along
when it gets cooler!
This way, we'll cool off too.
- There he is! Hello, Sergeant.
What a surprise!
My favourite suitor rushing to me
on the first days of spring!
You settled here on purpose
so I'd always arrive out of breath.
I can't take it,
and I can't kick you.
Next time, let me know
and I'll be nude on the ground floor,
so everyone will know
we love each other.
How wonderful when you start
getting physical, Sergeant.
- Come in.
- Sooner or later I'll k*ll you.
We're following several leads,
but a woman like her
aroused a great deal of passion,
many strong emotions.
Emotions is a word
that Ricciardi prefers to avoid.
Maybe he's right.
Much pain can stem from emotions.
But love..
I think
it's impossible to avoid it.
Don't you think?
Love can destroy,
but love can also save.
In my work at the hospital,
every day,
I see people struggling
against illness, against death,
only for love.
I see just as many who come to me
imploring me to save their loved ones,
because their own survival depends
on that. And perhaps mine too.
Without love,
maybe Viper would be alive.
But what I think about emotions
doesn't matter.
What matters is finding out who
took the liberty of taking her life.
Apparently, the weather today wants
to remind us of March madness.
Did you see? It's hot now
and this morning was like winter.
By the way,
what are you doing for Easter?
There's a festivity at San Carlo.
I’d like to go,
- but I don’t have an escort.
- Too bad. I'd love to,
but unfortunately, I have
an irrational allergy to such events.
And I couldn't stand seeing
all those scarecrows in black shirts
trampling on the marvellous floors
of our theatre.
- It's too much for me.
- Be careful, Bruno.
The lady could repeat your words
to her friends and have you deported.
I have a bad habit
of stating my opinions out loud,
no holds barred, but we're entitled
to have the friends we want.
I'm a personal friend
of important political people, true
But I'd never be part
of something so terrible.
I'm just a stupid woman
who loves beautiful things
and opera music.
And who, unfortunately, still believes
that love isn't a tragedy.
Excuse me,
but I'm no longer hungry.
Good day.
FOOTSTEPS DEPART
Viper?
- My gosh, it was so devastating.
- Naturally, you already knew.
- You knew Viper, didn't you?
- I knew who she was.
But that environment
is familiar to you.
- Paradiso, you mean.
- Yes.
Paradiso is the most famous
brothel in Naples.
Even if it hasn't been doing
very well recently.
Meaning?
They have problems with suppliers.
They don't pay them.
One of my clients
is a fish vendor,
and Madame Ivonne asked him
to wait a few days.
The same thing
for other merchants,
except for the fruit vendor
who doesn't get paid thanks to Viper.
Wait a minute.
As far as I know,
Paradiso's doing really well.
How can it be short of cash?
Sergeant, maybe you don't know
that Madame's son likes gambling,
and she pays his debts
because she fears he'll end up badly,
like his father.
You also know about
the marriage proposal?
Of course, Sergeant.-
It's wonderful.
And maybe one day,
someone will ask me too.
Pour the coffee.
- I only have substitute today.
- Oh, yeah? Why?
My coffee supplier
had some family problems.
Let's hope he resolves them-soon.
It's disgusting. Anyway...
Make sure you're not k*lled
one of these days.
- What are you doing?
- Touching wood.
Bambinella, darn you!
I’m an idiot.
Yes.
I hurt her
and myself too.
Cavatelli or fusilli,
the dough is the same.
It must become like a soft ball.
Not mushy, but soft.
You try, come on.
I'm tired.
Then we take this wire,
we make little sausage shapes,
then we roll them around this.
As you saw, to prepare
a Cilento Easter lunch,
it takes patience.
And I think that
you have a lot of patience.
To be honest,
my father calls me a hard head.
My master has a hard head too.
Miss,
he doesn't know what he wants.
Actually, no man does.
And that's why
we have to make them understand.
Good girl, my child.
Good girl.
So, Inspector, Madame Ivonne's son
is ruining himself gambling.
DOOR OPENS
Deputy Garzo.
Inspector, do you know
Baron Santangelo?
Good evening to you too.
No, I don't have the pleasure.
So many pleasures you miss...
Just as you don't have
common sense,
or you'd understand that
you can't treat the death of a wh*re
like you treat
the death of a proper person.
Does it seem normal
that Paradiso is still closed?
Last night at the Baron's house,
everyone complained
and asked me about it.
You're the deputy chief
and there's an investigation going on.
No doubt you want
to bring a m*rder*r to justice.
Of course, but that doesn't stop you
from re-opening the brothel.
Tomorrow it can open again.
Why didn't you say so right away?
That's wonderful news.
Inspector,
discretion.
PHONE RINGS
What a d*ck of a deputy
we got stuck with!
It's late, Raffaele.
It's been a long day. Let's go home.
All right, Inspector.
DOOR CREAKS OPEN
ROMANTIC MUSIC
MUSIC SOARS
Good evening.
Good evening.
DOOR CLOSES
GLASS SHATTERS
Rosa?
SHE BREATHES UNSTEADILY
Rosa, what happened?
- It's just I'm good for nothing now.
- Wait! You'll cut yourself.
- I'll get the broom.
- No, I'll do it.
TENSE MUSIC
- Let me help you.
- No.
I saw Miss Colombo leaving.
Why was she here?
She helped me
with my shopping bags.
At this hour?
Rosa, are you all right?
It's just my advancing years.
And you...
- You worry me.
- Me? Why?
You know why.
Anyway,
I sent for my niece Elide.
She's a good girl and will take care
of you when I'm no longer here.
Rosa, if you plan on going on
like this all evening, I'll leave.
Go and get changed.
Dinner’s ready.
GULLS CAW
Inspector, excuse me,
but I don't know why you insist on
going to Vomero by bus,
when we have a car at our disposal and
modestly speaking, a driver like me.
Because I've had enough accidents.
Right, Raffaele?
{\an8}DOOR OPENS
Inspector, there's a Vincenzo Ventrone
who wants to talk to you.
He says it's urgent.
Send him in.
CHURCH BELL RINGS
Good morning, madam.
Good morning, Clara.
You didn't eat anything.
You didn’t touch your food last night
either. You can't keep this up.
A woman like you...
It's not right!
I agree, it's not right.
But not for me, for life.
It’s a crime to waste it.
- It's cold. I'll make another one.
- No, that's fine.
Get my trunks. My suitcases.
- You want to take a trip?
- I want to go back to Rome.
She asked me.
She appeared to me in a dream.
She asked to be buried
as a Christian.
That's what she said.
As a Christian.
So I realised
I had to do something,
to not have her
just tossed in a pit.
Course..
A normal funeral procession
is unthinkable.
But I found a confraternity
that's willing to keep the body
in a collective chapel,
but with her name on it.
The girls who worked with her
will be there,
and Madame too, of course.
I'll pay for everything.
But I can't be there.
For my son,
for the memory of my wife,
for my business...
You understand, don't you?
I owe it to her,
because she was
the only person I could talk to.
But I've been told that I need
authorisation from the police.
Apparently, the fact that some
prostit*tes will be out on the street
means they're soliciting
for trade.
Inspector, sir,
please don't deny authorisation.
I'm asking you
from the bottom of my heart.
Don't worry, Ventrone.
We won't oppose the procession.
And I'll be present.
Thank you, thank you
QUIET WEEPING
TYRES SCREECH
DRAMATIC MUSIC
Look at that,
the Paradiso wh*res.
- So dreary!
- Everyone out for yard time.
BLACKSHIRTS LAUGH
What's this?
It's a disgrace before God.
- Show us your thighs!
- Leave me. Let me go.
Now she's acting shy!
- Let me go.
- Stop it.
Calm down, calm down.
Enough.
Put down the bayonet
-We know you, doctor,
and we know you like politics.
But if you're on the wrong side,
things can turn out badly.
HE SPITS
To arms!
To arms!
To arms! To arms!
We are Fascists
They don't kid around.
I may work with the dead,
but I still have blood in my veins.
Raffaele, follow him-
Find out where he's going.
THEY LAUGH
Now you must pay!
But I...
You what?
- Next week.
- Next week? You must pay now!
But I...
No...
Do you have money?
Then get the hell out of here.
Get out!
Get out and don't come back.
- Don't ever come back, get it?
- I get it.
- Get it? Go away!
- I get it.
- Simoncelli.
- Sergeant.
You almost gave me
a heart attack.
And to safeguard your heart,
you carry a knife with you?
Why did that young man
have to leave?
- What young man?
- You know, Simoncelli.
Don't waste my time.
The doors of prison are wide open
for people like you.
Tullio, the son of Madame Ivonne.
So?
Sergeant, my only job is
to keep order here.
Really? Just like me?
So we're in the same line of work?
And what's the order?
Not to let people go in
if they don't have any cash.
And even if they have it,
a part is for the old debt.
Otherwise, they go.
- Even if it means using a knife?
- Sergeant,
he has debts with everyone,
and not everyone's like me.
Someday he'll be found
with a knife stuck in his stomach.
Thank you, Simoncelli.
Remember, keep order.
Have a good Easter.
Thank you, Sergeant.
Happy Easter to you too.
So much fuss for a shot.
When your sister did it,
she didn't shed a tear!
Maybe they use smaller needles
for females.
What are you saying?
All right...
MEN SHOUT ANGRILY
- Stop!
- I won't go with you!
Leave the dog alone.
Let me go!
{\an8}DOG BARKS
I won't go with you!
Let me go.
I don't want to go with you
Let me go!
Help'!
- Help!
- Hold still!
Help!
Mum, is that man bad?
Why are they taking him away?
DOG BARKS
Antonio, we have to leave!
You're cute.
You're cute.
He's cute.
Madame Ivonne's son is in trouble.
Gambling debts could lead him astray.
A mother too could be led astray
for her son.
KNOCK ON DOOR
Come in.
Excuse me.
Sergeant, your wife is here.
- My wife?
- Yes, with your son and a dog.
- A dog?
- She has to talk to you urgently.
- Send her in.
- Yes.
- Please, madam. This way.
- Thank you.
- Good morning, Inspector.
- Hello, Lucia.
- I'm sorry to bother you.
- Lucia, what happened?
- Nothing...
- Isn’t that Dr Modo's dog?
Ah...
- Where is he?
- The Fascists took him away.
Sh!
HE SIGHS
Have a seat, Inspector.
I perceive your hostility.
- But you're wrong.
- I'm wrong?
A good man
who's done nothing wrong
is violently arrested
and taken who knows where,
- and I'm wrong?
- There was no violence,
and as for not having done anything...
..I'm sorry, but I don't agree...
You're a man of the law,
and you know
that rules must be respected.
- Besides, we didn't take him.
- What do you mean?
My department
has nothing to do with it.
As you know, your friend lost it
at that wh*re's funeral this morning.
One of the boys is the son of
a Fascist official who works in Rome.
He made the phone call.
So you're washing your hands
of the matter.
I'm just telling you
how things went.
Inspector,
I don't have a short memory.
Your discretion avoided...
a terrible future for me,
and I owe you.
I was just doing my job.
Your friend, Vezzi's widow,
according to orders from high up,
is being kept under observation.
Let's say it's protection.
This task is being carried out
by a functionary
who could have
a preferential path in this matter.
Understand?
So I should ask Mrs Vezzi to put me
in contact with this person and then...
You're off track.
He doesn’t exist.
Just like I don't exist.
She has to talk to him.
CHURCH BELL RINGS
KNOCK ON DOOR
Come in.
Madam?
Clara, I'm not hungry.
Leave me alone.
Excuse me, madam.
Someone is here for you.
I told him you weren't feeling well.
- Who is it?
- Inspector Ricciardi.
Ricciardi?
He wants to talk to you.
- Send him in here.
- Here?
- Yes, here.
- All right.
CLOCK TICKS
Excuse me.
I wasn't expecting a visit
from you. Come in.
I apologise for receiving you
in this state.
I'm the one to apologise.
I came unannounced.
- But it's something very important.
- I imagine so.
It must be,
for you to come here.
You have every right
to be angry at me.
My behaviour cannot be justified.
Forget it. Another person was present,
and that made things seem worse.
As for the rest, your behaviour
was as it's always been with me.
No, Livia, it’s not like that.
That's not the case.
I'm a withdrawn person.
I don't open up with anyone.
Especially with a woman like you,
who has a right to happiness.
If I keep you away from me,
it's for your own good. Believe me.
SHE LAUGHS
How do you know
what's good for me?
I’m old enough to understand
when a man doesn't like me,
without humiliating myself
in front of him.
Just tell me why you're here.
The person that was with us
the other day...
Dr Modo?
What happened to him?
He disappeared. He's been put in a car
and will be sentenced to confinement.
- How do you know?
- I found out.
I also found out that a person
was assigned to assure your safety,
who could be decisive
in liberating Modo,
to prevent him being expelled.
Livia, you can save him.
I don't think I have that power.
I don't even know
that man’s real name.
I'm not asking this for myself.
I'm asking for him.
Bruno doesn't deserve
to be expelled because of his ideas.
Please, Livia.
We don't have time.
Tomorrow night at the latest,
he'll be sent to some island.
He won't be the only one leaving.
I'm going too.
I don't know what to say.
SHE EXHALES
I'll try to get in touch
with this man.
Thank you.
I haven't forgotten anything
that happened between us here.
Nothing.
I'll find out What makes you
suffer so much.
- I will find out.
- I have to go now.
Wait.
CAR APPROACHES
BRAKES SQUEAK
NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE
Lucia and I didn't sleep a wink
last night thinking of Dr Modo.
And the dog was yelping.
He's been whimpering all night.
- Did you take him-home?
- What could I do? He followed me.
I think. Vezzi's widow
will do everything possible.
I think
she's a very kind person.
Hopefully.
What is it, madam?
- Are you sure you don’t want coffee?
- No, thank you.
You must know
where they're keeping him.
- For no reason.
- For no reason?
You can't say that.
Yes, I can.
The person who informed me
told me everything,
and I trust him.
Blindly.
- You trust him?
- Yes.
Blindly?
To the extent
that you move here for him,
you don't fear losing your pride,
and you allow him
not to care about your suffering.
I should have you
thrown out of here.
I should call Rome and tell them
what you had the nerve to say.
How dare you!
Excuse me.
Please excuse me, madam.
It's just that I feel a person like you
doesn't deserve to suffer.
Because of the life you had,
and because of the woman you are.
EMOTIVE MUSIC
If I turned to you,
it should make you realise
how much I believe
in your sensitivity.
I'll do all I can,
but I can make no promises.
Please promise
not to do anything rash.
I won't move from this house
and I'll wait for news from you.
TYPEWRITERS CLICK IN BACKGROUND
Raffaele, see if you can find out
anything else from Madame Ivonne.
PHONE RINGS
Livia.
Yes.
Yes, of course.
Nothing rash. Don't worry.
Yes. Livia, I don't know how...
Thank you.
Thank you.
What did she say?
They're keeping him
at the port in a warehouse,
awaiting a ship
that will take him to Ventotene.
When is the ship arriving?
She doesn't know.
But we can find out.
We're policemen.
No, Raffaele.
If we really want to help Bruno,
we must forget about being policemen.
She'll let us know.
SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC
DOG BARKS
HOLY DECORATIONS
- Well?
- She's still inside.
{\an8}MUSIC FADES
It's been an hour already.
A profound friendship.
Here she is.
Madame Ivonne.
Madam, you've got
a lot to say to Ventrone.
Well... I give him advice.
I try to help him.
Poor boy.
He's such a good boy.
Now he has to run everything here
by himself.
His father hasn't recovered
since Viper's death.
Your son is a good boy too.
What are you saying
about my son?
Nothing, except that
his habit is leading to his ruin.
Don't complain if one day you find him
with a knife in his stomach.
- You keep covering for him.
- What should I do?
Should I turn my back on him,
abandon him?
I'm his mother.
And you know that
a mother would do anything for a son.
Even k*ll a girl
that a client was crazy about?
Maybe to get a nice amount
of money from someone.
What are you saying?
What do you mean,
that I k*lled Viper?
My girls are
like daughters to me.
And for many of them,
I'm the only mother they've ever had.
SHE SCOFFS
No, you're wasting your time with me.
You're wasting your-time.
The more I think of it,
the more I believe the only person
who could k*ll her out of desperation
is Peppe the Whip.
- F^eppe the Whip? Who is he?
- What do you mean, who is he?
Giuseppe Coppola.
"Peppe the Whip" is his nickname.
It's what Viper
always called him.
Now, if you're done accusing me,
I'm busy.
Excuse me.
We questioned Coppola
and he seemed sincere.
I think so too.
But it won't hurt
to pay him a visit.
HORSE WHINNIES
HORSE WHINNIES
COPPOLA
FRUIT AND VEGETABLE
CHICKENS CLUCK
Good morning.
- Good morning, Inspector.
- M’orning.
- How can I help you?
- We'd like to speak to Giuseppe.
My brother is at home right now.
He hasn't left the house
for a few days.
But wait a moment,
I'll have him called.
Ines!
Inspector, this is Ines,
my fiancee.
Hello.
Hello.
- Can you go and get Peppe, please?
- Yes, right away.
We were to marry in June,
but now with my brother,
I don't feel up to it.
Ines has an older sister
who's a teacher.
She's been making eyes
at my brother Giuseppe for a while.
We were all hoping,
but then Rosaria showed up again.
He hasn't been out for 2 days.
He doesn't eat or leave the house.
If he sees people
who were with Rosaria,
I don't know what might happen.
Hello, Inspector.
Anything new?
- Any suspects?
- Hello, Coppola.
We’re investigating.
Has anything come to mind?
INDISTINCT CHATTER
Inspector, I have no doubts.
Only that b*stard saints-and-madonnas
seller could have k*lled Rosaria.
How did you know about him?
She told me,
and from what they said
-at the brothel.
He gave her lots of money.
She was always worried
she'd end up at her mother's.
I told her not to worry,
- because I'd have given her money.
- Why would Ventrone k*ll her?
Because he didn't want
to lose her.
She'd decided to marry me.
And he k*lled her.
But I'll k*ll him with my own hands,
so help me God.
Don't even joke about it.
Understand?
What about us?
Think about us!
You think that by soiling your hands,
Rosaria will live again?
Your brother is right.
Don't ruin your life.
Let us do our job, you'll see that
the Inspector will find the culprit.
Coppola, one last thing.
Your nickname, Peppe the Whip,
where does it come from?
From the horses.
Even if now my brother's
become better than me.
- Right, Pietro?
- Oh, no!
Horses prefer him.
HE SNIFFLES
We're leaving now.
Tell your brother that
if something bad should happen,
we'll hold him responsible.
Is that clear?
Don't worry, Inspector.
I never leave my brother alone.
SHE SIGHS
Clara, did anyone come?
No, madam, nobody.
I brought you something.
You don't eat anymore,
but you can't refuse this.
It’s your first Easter in Naples,
and I'm sure that if you taste this,
it'll chase away your sadness.
SHE LAUGHS
Another pastiera?
Who is it for?
For the person
I'm lunching with tomorrow.
It's Easter.
You're not eating with us?
- Where are you going?
- It's a secret.
So there is someone.
Why don't you tell me anything?
Daughters must open up
to their mothers.
But you're closer to your father.
You’ll know everything
when there's something to say.
All right.
- Inspector.
- You're here again. Why?
My wife threw me out.
She says I make her nervous.
The truth is,
she's worried about Dr Modo.
She sends you this.
But she says: "I'm not in competition
with Mrs Rosa." Naturally...
PHONE RINGS
Hello?
Livia. Yes?
All right, we're coming.
PEOPLE CHATTER INDISTINCTLY
TENSE MUSIC
Check it,
you didn’t fasten it well.
We're almost done.
CAR APPROACHES
It's her.
TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES
- Nothing yet?
- No, nothing.
Something is moving there.
Come on, let's go.
If he's there with them,
nothing can be done.
Leave it.
- I'll take care of it.
- Livia, Livia...
Livia
Board one at a time.
One at a time.
TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES
MUSIC BUILDS
Bruno!
NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE
- Inspector, I'll get going.
- Yes.
BRAKES SQUEAK
All right...
Now you must tell me
what the surprise is.
- This city is full of surprises.
- You're telling me, Livia?
Dr Modo..
{\an8}DOG BARKS
No!
Hi. Hi!
Hey, little baby.
I thought
you'd end up paying for it.
Go on.
Sorry, this time
it was a very close call.
- I don't know how to thank you.
- Thank her.
Then I can make an exception
and go with you to San Carlo.
Bruno, I'm sorry,
but you're late.
Livia already has an escort.
This is my destiny.
Right, Maione?
- I'm always late.
- Yes. Go to sleep, you need it.
Thank you.
BRUNO SIGHS
I have to tell you this.
Just a minute.
Among all the people there,
there was a man,
a man with a cart who feeds
ten children. You know what he does?
He takes carbon to the station
with a cart, pulled by a mule.
The poor man's only distraction
is the railwaymen's club.
the poor man went there
and saw them unveiling
a lovely statue, a plaster bust.
Of who? Guess.
Of our beloved meathead.
Bruno, not even the Lord can give you
a second chance this time.
All right.
So what did he do?
He looked at the statue
and thought:
"They didn't even have
enough money for hair."
I mean,
he didn’t know who it was.
The poor guy returned home,
cut the mule's tail...
DISTORTED VOICE
and made a nice wig!
The whip, the whip.
My whip.
Your nickname, Peppe the Whip,
where does it come from?
From the horses.
The whip. My whip.
The whip. My whip.
DOG BARKS
Coppola.
- If you're looking for my brother...
- We're not looking for him.
Oh, no?
No.
You don't have a record.
If you confess of your own accord,
extenuating circumstances
will be recognised.
What extenuating circumstances?
I didn't do anything.
- And you have no evidence against me.
- There's a witness, Pietro.
You were seen going into the brothel
when Rosaria was being k*lled.
I cared for Rosaria, Inspector.
I remember when we were children.
She looked at my brother and me,
and always said: "Here they are."
Peppe the Whip up front,
and Little Whip behind him.
If I'd done the deliveries that day,
nothing would have happened.
But my brother did them,
and they saw each other again.
He wasn't working anymore
and spent all his money on her.
He even wanted
to marry her, Inspector.
But he told me there was no money
for me to get married
and that we had to wait.
All this for a wh*re, Inspector!
No!
What could Ines and I do?
Just hope she'd say no.
Instead, when she saw me,
you know what she said?
That she wanted
to surprise my brother.
She'd say yes on Easter Day,
so they'd get back the future
that was taken from her.
- What did you do, Pietro?
- Do you understand, Inspector?
{\an8}SHE SOBS
No! No..
So I took the pillow...
DRAMATIC MUSIC
He could have talked to his brother.
They could have reached an agreement.
Now they'd all be sitting
at a beautifully set table
celebrating Easter.
Oh God, Easter.
- Raffaele, go, please.
- You're not celebrating?
I'll write out the report
and go to the San Carlo with Livia.
- Have a nice Easter, then, Inspector.
- You too.
- Give my best to your family.
- Thank you, Inspector.
Something must have happened.
Then the two of us will eat.
We can't throw away this food.
Rosa.
The other day,
you told me
that your master cares for me.
I think that too sometimes.
But I feel there's something
that's holding him back.
Something that's inside of him.
I don't know, miss.
Even..
Even his mother,
the Baroness, poor soul,
was desperate because
she thought her son was like her.
Why?
What was she like?
She was..
But it was
as if she didn't have skin.
Things would penetrate her,
and it was as though
she couldn't defend herself.
BRAKES SQUEAK
I hope this isn't
too great a sacrifice.
A dive into high society,
enough to last you for 10 years.
It was a beautiful evening.
I was very proud
to accompany you.
DOORS SLAM
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