"DEEP RED" "Great!" "Really, that's good." "Very good." "Maybe a bit too good." "Too clean." "Yes, too precise." "Too... formal." "It should be more trashy." "See what I mean?" "Remember that this sort of jazz came out of the brothels and this phenomenon, as the latest studies confirm, is not limited to superior species but includes vertebrates and invertebrates as well." "Butterflies, termites, zebras, all these animals, and many, many others, use telepathy to transmit orders and relay information." "This is a proven fact that can easily be demonstrated." "For instance, if we put a butterfly in a cage, within a few hours, it will be able to gather many other butterflies around it which will quickly swarm in, in answer to its call, even covering a distance of several miles." "This is telepathy." "The faculty which comes naturally to the newborn in the early stages of life but which they generally lose as they acquire the means of verbal communication." "On the other hand, certain rare individuals, for reasons as yet unknown to us, do not lose this inborn factor." "One such exception is Mrs Helga Ulmann from Lithuania." "who's been living in this country for the past few months." "This lady has extraordinary powers of telepathy." "And a natural disposition for paranormal phenomena that has truly astonished us." "Mrs. Ulmann." "I would like to point out immediately... that my faculties have nothing whatsoever to do with magic, the esoteric or fortelling the future." "I can see things the very moment they occur... but nothing of what is to come." "I can feel thoughts the very instant they are formed." "And even much later, ...if the sources are very strong for they linger about the room like cobwebs." "You, sir." "Yes you, in the third row, you had your right hand in your pocket." "And you're clutching a bunch of keys." "Four keys, one of them very long." "It's true." "Look, they're right here!" "Your name is Pietro..." "Pietro..." "Excuse me for pronouncing badly..." "Valgoi?" "Yes, Valgoi, that's right." "Mr Valgoi, excuse me." "I would like to ask you something." "Do you know Mrs Ulmann by any chance?" " No." " Is it possible you could have met her before?" "Or can you think of any other ways Mrs Ulmann could have known your name?" "No." "How could she?" "I live in Bologna." "Why, I only arrived in Rome three hours ago!" "No, it's impossible." "Good, thank you, sir." "No, no!" "Out!" "Out!" "No!" "I'm sorry." "Excuse me." "There is something someone." "No, I don't know..." "Forgive me." "I'm sorry." "Helga?" "It was..." "I can't explain." "Something strange and sharp, ...like the prick of a thorn." "It upset me." "But it's all right now." "I can feel... death... in this room." "I feel a presence." "A twisted mind..." "Sending me thoughts..." "Perverted, murder thoughts!" "Go away!" "Mrs Ulmann." "Here!" "You have killed and you will kill again!" "There's a child singing." "In that house, ...death," "...blood." "All blood!" "Ahh!" "I'm scared, I'm scared!" "Helga, it's all right!" "It's all right!" "We must... hide everything, ...everything in the house, back the way it was." "No one must know, no one!" "No one!" "Forget it." "Forget it." "Forget it.... ...forever... forever." "You feel sick?" "Anything I can do for you?" "You want me to get some help?" "It was all so clear, so frighteningly clear." "Like a thorn piercing my brain." "I heard all those twisted thoughts, cruel and yet childish at the same time." "How strange." "Before, in front of the audience," "I couldn't express all the sensations that flooded my mind, but at home I want to write it all down." "I'll let you have it tomorrow." "You may use it as you see fit." "Because, you see, now..." "I also know who that person is." "What is it?" " What's the matter?" " No, it's nothing." "Those evil thoughts, they must have stagnated in here." "Just now, they came to me again." "I'm sorry." "It's never happened to me before." "I don't understand." "I really need some rest." "I'm feeling very tired." "Shouldn't we talk about that right away?" "Yeah." "I'd like this article to be published while I'm still in Italy." "Yes, I am alone." "Yes, I am a bit jumpy, but don't worry." "We'll talk again tomorrow?" "Hinno, friend!" "Hinno?" "What's that supposed to mean?" "This client told me a little while ago in the bar." "He said it's Tahitian." "Or was it Madagascar?" "Jesus!" "I'm so damn drunk, I can't even remember!" "Anyway, it means... alla salute, cheers, a votre sante, skal!" "Listen, Carlo, when I was in America I met a lot of people like you." "You go on the way you are, and you won't last very long." "Who says I want to last?" "You're just swallowing self-pity." "Uhm." "Self-pity my ass!" "Listen," "...as long as I'm drunk I'm as happy as a lark!" "And I play better too!" "Yeah." "For me the piano is a beautiful woman, ...and I just love to tickle her badly." "Cut it out!" "Speaking of pianos, my half hour of fresh air is up." "Self respect to the old grand, you know." "Or they'll screw me for evening wages." "Yeah, come on, up!" "Up!" " You know what?" " What?" "The difference between you and me is purely political." "You see, we both play good piano, right?" "But I am the proletarian of the keyboard, ...and you're the bourgeois." "You play for art..." "and enjoy it." "I play for survival." "It's not the same thing." "My, my, my!" "We are expanding our philosophies this evening, aren't we?" "Yeah, I just thought of it." "I'm done because I'm drunk, I expand into a genius." "What was that?" "A scream, I'd say." "Maybe somebody's getting raped." "Hinno to thee, raped virgin!" "Bye." " Bye." " You take care of yourself, okay?" "Five blowns, three wounds." "Apparently from a hatchet or a butcher's cleaver." "The victim seems to be about 35 to 40 years old." "She has abrasions and cuts all over her body." "So, you're a foreigner, then?" "Yes, I was born in London but I lived in America for several years before coming here." "And what are you doing in Italy?" "I'm a pianist." "Jazz." "I teach here at the conservatory." " I teach jazz." " And you play the piano, right?" "So, in that case you don't have a job, right?" " I told you, I'm a pianist." " Yeah, sure." "So, then, that's your only job." "Playing an instrument isn't a job?" "What is it, a joke?" "What are you saying?" "No, I would never say that." "In fact, in my family I have a cousin who plays the..." "What?" "The violin." "Okay, so I get now a couple of shots on the window." "Very strange, huh?" "Yes." "Let me ask you something." "Did you move anything, or change something around, or take anything away from here?" "You're crazy!" "We're very careful not to move a thing." "Why?" "Is something wrong?" "No." "No." "I mean just a little impression, maybe." " Sorry, what were you going to ask me?" " No, the victim." "Here, please!" "Did you know her?" "I have already told you, I live upstairs." "Her name was Helga Ulmann." " Captain?" " Uh, yeah." " All right." "Brown raincoat." " Thank you." "Let's hear more about the murderer's raincoat." "Huh?" "Just wait a minute." "I didn't say the murderer was wearing it." "All I said was that I saw a man with a brown raincoat..." " ...walking away from the building." " Oh." "Good evening." "Hi, everybody!" "No, no, no." "Get lost!" "You can't come in here." "Why not?" "With a crime like this, the first thing you do is call the press." "Get your hands off me!" "I told you, you can't come in here!" "This is a complex investigation." " Look who's here." "Gianna Brezzi." " Yes, Captain." " Okay, who told you about this?" " I have my own sources." "As it happens, the victim was rather famous around here." "In fact, I was listening to one of her lectures this very afternoon." "What was she into, anyhow, huh?" "She was a..." "a kind of magician." "She could read people's thoughts." "Read people' thoughts, huh?" "You!" "I bet you're the eyewitness." "The man who saw the whole thing." "Fabbroni, you hid me guards in here." "I want to check something else." " And go see what happened to the car next." " Right, Captain." "Why must I go to the police station?" "I told you everything I know!" "Your statement has to be typed up officially." "You know how it is with bureaucracy." "All your details are needed:" "place and date of birth, passport, etc." "My head is splitting!" "And you, what the hell are you doing here at this hour?" "I'm on my way home after four hours at the police station." "Oh yeah, right." "I forgot about the murder." "How did it go?" "What kind of question is that?" "How do you suppose it went?" "Come on, I'll walk you home." "No, thank you." "I can make it by myself." "I can make it, I said!" "Oh, my poor head, my head." "Tell me, how much did you drink?" "Who knows?" "Who can remember anything about this night?" "But I'm sure it must have been a lot." "Mmm, you want to come back to my place for coffee or...?" "No thanks." "Thanks anyway." "It's like..." "right now I think I get to go home." "See you." " Carlo?" "Carlo?" " Huh?" "Did you see a man coming towards the fountain?" "A man?" "Yeah, a man in a brown raincoat." "He may be the murderer, I don't know." "Uh..." "Yeah, yeah... for a second from the back." "There's something else that's funny, you know." "It's very strange... and I don't even know if it's true or not." "but when I went into her apartment first," "I thought I saw a painting." "And then a few minutes later it was gone." "Now, how could that be?" "Maybe the painting..." "was made to disappear because it represented something important." " Sorry?" "What?" " Something important!" "No, I don't think so." "If I remember well, it was some sort of composition of faces." "It was very unusual." "Maybe you've seen something so important that you don't realise." "I'm just trying to understand, because..." "You know, sometimes, what you actually see and what you imagine get mixed up in your memory like a cocktail where you can no longer distinguish one flavour from another." "But I'm telling you the truth!" "No, Marc." "You think you're telling the truth, but in fact you're only telling your version of the truth." "It happens to me all the time." "You see him, the one in the mass, that's Giordani." "He's a professor in psychiatry, but he's also mad about parapsychology." "They were more than friends, he practically kept her." "The man next to him, that's Bardi." "He's quite an expert in paranomal phenomena, ...and he's supposed to be a clairvoyant, too." "He was also a good friend of poor Helga's." "Let's go." "Ah, yes!" "By the way, I wanted to thank you." "It's always nice to let the murderer know who you are!" "Oh." "That's okay!" "You may not believe me, but I don't have a steady boyfriend right now." " Me neither." " I should hope not!" " I meant a girlfriend!" " That's why you're always so jumpy." "Me jumpy?" "Oh, please!" "I'm not jumpy at all." "Yeah, right." "Stop fidgeting!" "And your hands are shaking." "Tell me, what's going on?" "How many times must I tell you, I'm an artist?" "In case you've forgotten, we artists are very sensitive people." "We don't have elephant hide like you journalists." "Elephant hide?" "I'm told I have very delicate skin." "You can touch it." "Come on, try." " Yes, not bad." " It's fantastic." "I know how to stop your jumpiness." "What?" "Here at the cemetery?" "Are you crazy?" "I have other things on my mind." "Do you understand?" " Sure, you're scared senseless." " I'm not scared!" "Right." "You're almost shitting yourself." "And it's all my fault." "I'd like to see him." "I'm curious to see him face to face." "You'd be better off returning to England." "I actually decided to stay." " You've just decided?" " Yes, maybe." "Anyway, I need to concentrate." "I must try to remember." "I'm sure I saw something important that night but I can't remember what exactly!" "Are you driving?" "Oh, no, no, no!" "I've got to get in this side." "A lot's broken in her." "Oh, sorry!" "Long live Italy!" "Oh, I should have warned you about this seat." " I'm sorry." "Are you uncomfortable?" " No." "Listen." "Why don't you get me your help on this crime story?" "If you could give me a hand on this scoop, ...then maybe I can pull myself out of the human pollution." "Are you interested, heh?" " What have you done?" " What do you mean?" " You didn't lock the door, did you?" "Oh, no!" " Why, shouldn't I have?" "Her lock jams." "We gotta get a mechanic to open it." "Oh, shit!" "The car is not exactly new, you know?" " Just drive fast, will you?" " Why?" "I suffer a little from claustrophobia." "Okay." "I don't know that one." "Tell me, Enrico, why do Australian boomerang sellers go bankrupt?" "Because the goods are always returned!" "Funny, don't you think?" " Is Carlo not in yet?" " He never shows up before 10:00." "Can you tell him I was looking for him?" "I need to speak to him urgently." "We hide everything." "Everything in the house." "No... one must ever know." "We must forget." "We must forget everything." "Forever." "Forever." "That's all." "Oh, yes." "She pointed to the stalls there, to the middle of the sixth or seventh row." "And you can't remember the faces of the people sitting there?" "No, I'm sorry." "There were lights on us and the audience was just too blur." "I must say, I seem to recall, while Helga was speaking," "I noticed some kind of movement... in the sixth or seventh or maybe the eighth row." " I couldn't say exactly." " What kind of movement?" "What, please?" "I said, what kind of movement?" "I think someone stood up and left the seat, but of course it was just an impression, ...as our friend Giordani has already told you." "And that way was rather dark." "You see?" "You're not nervous any more." "You can even button your shirt without your hands shaking." "Look, why do you keep on with this nervous bit?" "It's in my nature." "It's my artistic temperament." "What made you decide to be a pianist?" "Well, my psychiatrist would say that it's because I hated my father because I" " When I bang the keys, I'm really bashing his teeth." "Actually, it's because I like music." "What about you?" "Why did you decide to become a journalist?" "Because I like working." "I think that a woman's got to be independent so she be..." "Oh, don't start with me about all that woman stuff!" "It is the fundamental fact..." "Men are different from women." "Women are weaker..." "well, they're gentler." " They're what?" "Weaker?" " Yes." "Gentler?" " What on Earth are you doing?" " Want you try me?" " What's that?" " Indian wrestling." "Come on." "Then we'll see who's the weaker!" " Don't be ridiculous!" " You're backing out?" "That was a total cheat." "You caught me completely off-guard." "I mean, if you want to play a game, you might stick to the rules." "Uh-huh." "You too!" "I mean if you want to do it, you might as well do it properly." "I mean do it." "You want to do it?" "You want to do it properly without actual cheating?" " Yes." " Are you sure?" " Yes!" "All right." "Both elbows on the table directly straight, okay?" " Absolutely on the table." " I know the rules!" " And don't start till I say ready." " Okay." "All right." "Wait, wait, wait...." "One two three..." "Go!" "That was an absolute elbow off the table!" "That is a total and an absolute cheat!" "A total cheat!" "Why, it's just" " All right, all right!" " But not even ridiculous, you are..." "You are a big strong male!" "I give up." "So, what do you say we're going now?" "Go where?" "We are not going anywhere." "If anyone is going anywhere, I am going by myself." "Oh, yeah, where?" "I'm gonna see a friend, that's where." "I have things to do." "You know, I can't stand around here all day playing stupid bloody games!" "I'm following up an important lead, and don't ask me what it is because I am not about to tell you." "But listen, don't be angry now." "I can go with you, can't I?" " No." " But listen, we decided to work together, no?" " No." "It seems that there is something you just cannot do seriously with liberated women." "So, I'm going on my own." "Listen, have it your own way, stupid!" "I'll carry on my own investigation, and we'll see who comes out on top." "What is that?" "Another game of Indian wrestling?" "Yeah, in a way." "Okay, so when do I see you again?" "Never!" "Oh, really?" "How about later tonight?" " What time you'll be back?" " I don't know." "I'll try to call you." "OK." "But I'll tell you again that I don't..." "If you don't want to, just say so." "I was just trying to say that I don't know what time I'll be back." "All right." "Bye." "Tell me the truth." "Do you find me so unattractive?" "No." "So, what's wrong, then?" "My scent?" "What?" "Nothing at all, why?" "Oh, nothing." "I was just wondering." "Yes?" "Uh, yes, I'm, uh..." "Marcus Daly." "I'm a friend of Carlo's." "Oh, please, won't you come in?" "I know who you are." "Carlo told me all about you, you're an engineer." "No." "No, I'm a pianist." "I teach at the conservatory." "A pianist?" "Oh, come in." "Won't you come in." "Now, what can I offer you?" "Would you like some coffe or perhaps some lemonade?" "No, thank you, no." "I" " I actually came to see Carlo." "He wasn't at the bar, he was, uh" "It was a girl, wasn't it?" "Would this-- Oh!" "How silly of me!" "I'll just wander to make some coffee, it won't be a minute" "No, no, no, no." "Really, I don't want anything like..." "I just want to talk to Carlo." "Oh, that's no problem." "Carlo!" "Carlo!" "Oh, I can't think today." "My boy's gone out." "He told me he was going out and I forgot." "But come here, Marc." "Come and talk to me." "Sit here." "Well, now, ...tell me something about yourself." "Do you like engineering?" " No." "I'm a pianist." " And I'm an actress." "Oh, I mean I was an actress." "That's me in all those photos." "All right, so many good parts." " You like them?" " Yes, I" " I just wish I'd had the opportunity to-  ...to see you." " It's best to leave them in the past." "When I first knew Carlo's father, of course, Carlo wasn't born, then." "He made me give up acting, I dumped my career." "Now, it's all gone." "It's just those photos." "But that's water under the bridge!" "I console myself by playing the piano." " You play the piano, really?" " I" " I'm a pianist." "Oh, what a magnificent combination!" "An-- an engineer pianist!" "Listen, could we play a duet?" "No, really!" "Unfortunately I just don't have time." "But, I would very much like to speak to Carlo." "It's very urgent." "Do you know where he is?" "Oh, yes, of course." "He wrote it down for me." "He said the house's so good." "Someone called Ricci." "I'm... sorry." "Ahem." "I'm looking for Carlo." "His mother gave me this address." "Is he here?" "Yes, yes." "Come in." "Thank you." "You don't know how ill he's been." "I wish I knew what's come over him." "He's in the bad way." "See." "He's been like this for over an hour." "He started drinking, as usual." "Maybe more than usual." "Then he started talking nonsense." "Oh!" "Look who's here." "You caught me red-handed, huh?" "Good old Carlo." "He's not only a drunk but a faggot as well." " Surprise!" "Surprise!" " Come on." "Come on." "Pull yourself together." "I don't give a damn about your preferences!" "But I already told you, you won't last long if you drink so much." "And I told you, who wants to last?" "The liver is gone, and so are the intestines." "Come on, try to get up." "Put your head under a cold tap." "It will do you good." "Then I'll take you out for some fresh air." "I love that guy." "But he's such as downer." "He drinks and drinks." "And then he starts talking a lot of nonsense." "I think he's really cracking up." "He said he wanted make love, and then he wanted to go away." "Then he wanted to sleep." "He kept getting worse." "And then he started screaming." "I was about to call a doctor." "I'll make some coffee." "No, it's late already." "I get to go, or I'll be thrown out of the Blue Bar for good." "Are you coming with me?" "Yes." "Bye." "Sorry... for before." "Don't be silly." "Call me, huh?" "Goodbye." " Why did you come looking for me?" " I wanted to ask you something." "You remember the other night, the night of the murder?" " Yeah." "Well, I said I thought I've seen a painting." "But a few minutes later it was no longer there, remember?" " Vaguely." " Got a light?" "No." "You said that maybe the painting represented something important." "Then you said a lot of things about memory and truth." "A lot of things I didn't really understand at the time." "Yeah." "I remember, but..." "for God's sake don't ask me now the point I was trying to get across." "Remember about every tenth word after I drunk like that, you know." "Hey." "Hey, listen to me." "Why..." "Why don't you just pack up and clear out?" "You're doing messing around with this business anyway." "Can't you see the guy is crazy?" "A maniac?" "Anyone who committed a crime like that sick." "Shit." "I'm fascinated by the whole thing, morbid, morbid kind of way, but..." "Listen." "Just listen to this." "Listen to me." "That painting was definitely there." "I did not invent that." " Uh!" "And maybe that's something important." "So now... it's become a kind of a challenge to my memory." " A challenge." " A challenge." "I challenge myself." "And I always..." "lose." "But I'm not you..." "I mean, if I ever get the luck..." "to do what you're trying to do," "I'd end up getting murdered yourself!" "... was eminent." "In another report from police headquaters, ...there's still no further news on the murder of German mind reader, Helga Ulmann." "Police are concentrating their investigation on a person who was seen leaving the scene of the crime by an English pianist, tenant of another apartment in the same building." "According to one newspaper report," "It's important that eyewitness can identify the mysterious night visitor." "Carlo should be careful." "If they find out he's a good pianist, they'll get rid of him for sure!" "I don't know who you are, but..." "you gotta help me!" " Marc?" "It's me, Gianna!" " Gianna!" " It's time you over shake." " Hello?" " I'll kill you when you leave, sooner or later." " Hello?" "Hello?" "Marc?" "Hello?" " What is it?" "Hello?" "Hello?" " Listen, Gianna!" "Gianna!" "There's somebody in the house." "He's just..." "absolutely trying to kill me, you know?" " You want me to call the police?" "Hello?" " Wait a second." "Hello?" "That's it, all right." "That's the same song that I heard last night." "And if I remember correctly, ...you told me that Helga has said she heard the child singing that day at the theater." "That's right, and this little song may be very well the light motive of the crimes." "You see, we're starting from what I presume to be the correct supposition." "The murderer is a schizophrenic paranoid." "Anyone who kills with such a frenzy surely does so in a state of temporary madness." "Well, then, in everyday life, this person could appear quite normal." "As normal as you are or anyone else." "And when he kills, he must recreate these specific conditions... which will trigger the release of all his madness." "A particular time and day of the week, even clothing." "Something that recreates the same images that frame a context that provoked trauma in the past." "So, I'd like to add something much less scientific to this business about children's song." "If you recall, Helga also mentioned a house." "...as well as a child singing." "And, well, I remember having read a strange book, quite some time ago, on folklore, I think the title was "The Modern Ghost and the Black Legends of Today"." "The author spoke about a haunted house from which the neighbors could sometimes hear singing, like that of a child." "The conjecture is that an act of bloodshed was once committed in that house." "Bardi, do you have that book?" "Oh, no." "But If you want to find it, you might try the librarian folklore and popular traditions." "The Modern Ghost and the Black Legends of Today" ""THE HOUSE OF THE SCREAMING CHILD" ""In a house near Rome, a strange thing happened." ""One night, a hunter woke before dawn" ""and heard a child singing in a high shrill voice." ""Soon after, the voice stopped and he heard screaming and weeping. "" "No, nothing." "Nothing except the one that Bardi told me." "No name, no address." "Well, what are you going to do?" "I'd like to contact the author." "I want to get hold of her." "Would you take down her name?" "Her name is Amanda Righetti." "Wait!" "Hell!" "What the hell do you do that for?" "Putting the bloody machine next to here?" " What's the matter?" " Nothing, listen." "Will you try to find out for me?" "The name is Righetti." "She should know where this house is." "She probably got the other information, too." "Look, I'll call you back." "I'll call" " I will call you back." " I can't hear." " The address!" "Look." "Can't you just leave that alone for Christ sake?" " Thank you too much." " Oh, you don't need to worry, Miss Amanda." "I don't know." "I guess I don't understand." "They don't just keep using it." "They whistle." "They may take the washing machine, the television, even our own voices." "Oh, it's like having a madman in the house!" " Well, good bye." " See you tomorrow." "Elvira!" "The house." "The ghost of the house." "You have two choices." "You can either flee to Lebanon, quickly..." "Or I can try to find out what's going on as soon as possible." "How long 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 silly sitting so low down!" " I forgot." "Sorry." "They'll find you by your fingerprints." "I bet you left them all over the house, right?" "It would take another Florence flood to wipe them clean!" "Say they find the body tomorrow morning." "They'll check the prints against the usual suspects." "It'll take them a while to connect both murders, but in the end they'll be after you." "You only have a couple of days." "It's not long." "No, it's not." "But first, I have to find this." "What a nice house." "It looks strange." "Do you know where it is?" "I wouldn't have to look for it if I knew!" " So, what are you going to do?" " I'm not telling you." "It seems like everything here has ears." "How could the killer know I was coming here?" "I have no idea." "One thing's for sure." "I'm not telling anyone my next move." "This is so unbelievable!" "You're so nice!" "Hey, darling, I hope you don't think that I'm..." "Listen, I'm doing this to protect you, to keep you out of danger." " I promise, as soon as I..." " Blah, blah, blah!" "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 brains?" "Let's be honest." "Women have brute force, you beat us at arm wrestling, but men have the monopoly on intelligence." " Have I made myself clear?" " Yes, very clear." "At last." "A little drink?" "I have Anisette," "Sambuca, Caffe Borghetti." "Don't you have anything less sickly?" "Whisky?" "Cognac?" "Yes, that's better." "We'd be more comfortable at my place, don't you think?" "Maybe, but we're fine here." "Yes, but I think it would be better at my place." "OK, let's go." "Who do you think you are, idiot?" "I've never met a man as arrogant as you!" "You must have been spoilt rotten by women!" "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." "Yeah, sure." "It's dracaena Indiava arts." "That's what it is." "You won't find it here." "It grows in the Canaries Island." "It's highly delicate." "It suffers if exposed to cold." "I don't believe anyone imports it." "You'll find it's just too hard to get it rooted." " No, sir, never handled it myself." " Well, thank you." "No, never." " Yes." " Are you sure?" "Absolutely." "But it was a long time ago." "I remember because we had it special ordered about a dozen from the Canaries Island." "Unfortunately, most of them died in the first couple of years." "The climate isn't humid enough for them." "In fact, It was so unsuccessful." "That was the last time I tried it." " Do you think you could tell me who ordered it?" " I guess I can look up the old invoices." "Why do you want to know?" "I'm an architect." "I'm making some... environmental studies." "Well, let's see what we can find." "Where's my bottle?" "Spit out my bottle, for Christ's sake!" "Damn you." "Captain, finally!" "I've been looking for you for an hour!" "What do you want?" "Does no one check these machines?" "They do, but they steal the drinks." "Of course!" "This place is full of thieves!" " Sorry, sir, but you're not thinking." " Not you, idiot." "So, are you doing overtime?" "Yes." "The strike's been called off for now." "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 stay there for one, two, four hours..." " 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 that Professor Giordani?" "This is Marc Daly." "I need to talk to you." "It's very important." "No, I'd like to see you right now, if possible." "Amanda Righetti was murdered." "She was pointing at the mirror with the finger." "It didn't look natural to me." "It's the index finger of her right hand." "It was as if she was trying to point something out, you know." "Do you think they've discovered the body by now?" "I would have thought so." "Assuming it wasn't your imagination just working all the time." "In any case, I'll go over there and have look." " Okay." "FOR SALE" "The house used to belong to the guy called Schwartz." " Where is he now?" " He died." "German writer, odd sort of a fellow." "He bought the place in '63, I think." "Before that it was empty for a long time." "I don't know." "Apparently it was full of ghosts." "Schwartz, he never heard those stories." "He just thought the price was right so he bought it." " And who lived there before?" " No, I can't help you there." "That would be more than 20 years ago before my time." "This writer, Schwartz." "How did he" " How did he die?" "In an accident, poor bastard." "He fell out of a window." "It was me that found her, you know." "This morning, very early, at 8:00 o'clock, ...when I came to use the key, like always," "Oh, I have..." "I have nearly died of fright, you know." "Then the police, they kept me for hours asking me all sorts of questions." "But what could I tell them?" "I mean what do I know?" "Just think it has to be 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 she found?" "In the bathroom." "Come on, I'll show you." "There's all that blood." "All over the place." "I'm going to try clean it off now." "But I'm getting out of here before it gets dark, you know." "Oh, excuse me, it's everywhere." "Excuse me." "Hello?" "Oh, it's you, Francesca." "Oh, how should I show what I've been through?" "No, no." "They've 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..." "Oh, what are you doing?" "You're running out all the hot water!" "I just wanted to find out..." "who the murderer was." " With hot water?" " Uh-huh." "Hot water." "You didn't hear if the police found anything?" "No, just a doll." "And I heard them talking about a child." "Of course." "A child." "That's right." "Thank you." "My daughter will go with you." "I ain't got no time right now." "You get any questions, you can ask me when you bring the keys back." "Olga!" "Come back here this minute!" " What is it?" " You little witch." "I told you not to do that again!" "Now off you go, go on!" " What did you do?" " Nothing." "Don't pay any attention." "My father's just a little crazy." "Bye." "I'll-- I'll bring the keys back later." " Be careful!" " What?" " There are ghosts in there!" " Ghosts?" "Everyone around here says there are." "Bye." "Mr Daly!" " Mr Daly!" " Yes?" "Is anything wrong?" "We didn't see you come back." "No, I'm" " I'm just leaving now." "This place is dangerous at night." "The lights got turned off a couple of years ago." "You come out now, huh?" "It kept you so long!" "Hey, you bleed!" "What's the matter?" "It's nothing, just a scratch." "A piece of glass fell on me." "I warned you to be careful." "Giordani." " Hello, Gianna?" " Hi Marc." "Having fun?" "I'm having a ball." "I finished two crossword puzzles." "Well, I have a tough puzzle to solve here." "They killed Giordani not long ago." "The neighbours called the police." "They heard screaming." " What happened there?" " Nothing, it's just a scratch." "Listen." "Seriously, I have to admit I don't know what's going on right now." "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?" " Lebanon." " Yeah, right." "In Lebanon." "But I'd have to fly to get there and I'm scared of flying." "It's nothing to be nervous about." "Just think you'll be landing 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 to." " Of course I'd like to!" "We'll have a fantastic holiday!" "Sun, sea, bullfights, parties, flamenco..." "How does it sound?" "Sure, of course." "I suggested it, after all." "I don't know about you but I'm on the verge of a breakdown." "There's no point staying here and talking about it." "Come on." "Let's not waste any time." "You go back home and 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?" " She's American." "She lives in Paris." "You used to go for vamps, then?" "You like super sexy women." "Hello?" "Hello." "Uh, hello, Uh..." "This is Marcus Daly." " Oh, the engineer." " No, the pianist." "I wonder if I could I speak to Carlo?" "Is he home?" "No, my boy's just gone out." "But you could come over with whatever you'd like." "We can have such a lovely chat any time." "Besides, you have" " Shit!" " What was that?" "Hello?" "Uh." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Sorry." "There's nothing." "Nothing!" "Bye." "Why did I not notice that before?" "Gianna" " I'm at 24 Via Susa." "Marc x" "The window." "It's missing." "That's right." "Great!" "Forget it." "It's too late." "What happened?" "I found your note and get straight here." "I saw a reddish light in one of the windows." "So, I rushed upstairs and found you lying in the flames." "Had it been too longer, ...and you'd have been a roast duck, baby!" "It's all lost." "There was a body in the... walled-in room." "Yes, 27 Via Susa." "My name is Gianna Brezzi, I'm a reporter." "Yes, of course." "Please get here as soon as you can." "Hello?" "Yes, Fire Department?" "There is a house on fire at 27 Via Susa." "This number?" "Uh, please one second!" "831-4726." "Yes, 2-6." "How it had started in the first place, that's what I want to know." "...if there is a ghost..." " Who gave you this?" " I did it." "Now, that's impossible!" "That's impossible, you couldn't have seen it!" "Who gave it to you?" "Where did you see this, huh?" "You heard what she said." "She invented it herself." "She's like that." "She just loves to do horrible things." "You could just see what she does to lizards." "That may be true, but she couldn't possibly have invented this!" "How could she?" "It's identical!" "I" " I saw it at school." "Go on now." "You tell me where you got this." "Just tell me." "One day, to punish me, they made me clean up the archives." "And there were lots of drawings, from Malio's glasses, ...and there was one like this." " All right." "What school?" " The Leonardo da Vinci School." "LEONARDO DA VINCI STATE MIDDLE SCHOOL" "PRESIDENT" "SECRETARY" "ARCHIVES" "There must be a million of them!" "Yes, they're all divided according to year and subject." "DRAWINGS" "It could be someway here." "Ah, see?" "Academic Year 1951-52" "Academic Year 1950-1951" " What is it?" " Didn't you hear that?" "No, what was it?" "I don't know." "I just heard something." "Listen, you keep at it." "I'm gonna take a look." "What do you say, I call the police and tell them we're here?" "Yeah, okay." "Gianna." "Gianna!" "Gianna!" "Gianna!" "Gianna!" " Marc, help me!" "Help me!" " Oh, my God!" "Gianna!" "Marc...." "Oh... follow this story..." "You know who it is?" "Yes, I know." "I found the drawing." " Not far!" "And listen..." " Yeah, thanks." "...you got the name over the door." "Leonardo da Vinci." "It's no use hiding." "I know who you are." "I read the name." "Carlo." "I got here late." "Too bad!" "Well!" "So, now what are you going to do?" "Kill you." "And I'm sorry cause 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?" "Are you stupid or something?" "!" "Don't you realise it's all your fault?" "You're just so damned stubborn!" "If you hadn't meddled, stuck your damn nose in at all!" "He could have killed you!" " Hey, he's over there!" "By the wall!" " You, hold it!" " Don't worry, she's much better." " When do you think she'll come around?" "Not before morning." "It was a very difficult operation, but 100% successful." "Fortunately, she's a strong girl, there was no problem." "Not impossible!" "He was with me when Helga was killed." "It couldn't have been him!" "(...) to do with it." "But why?" "POLICE INVESTIGATION" "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." "That's what I saw in a mirror." "And never was a painting there at all!" "What I saw was a reflection in the mirror." "I saw the face of the murderer." "Damn you..." "I hate you!" "Carlo had nothing to do with any of this, and you killed him." "He was..." "He was only trying to protect me." "Carlo never murder anybody!" "It all began such a long time ago..." "Now, don't worry." "Nothing's going to happen to you." "It's all right." "I'll take you to the hospital myself." "No, I told you, I'm not going to go back there again." "I don't want to." "No one can force me to go back to the hospital." "But Marta, it's for your own good." "I know you heard what the doctor said." "No." "No." "No." "Corrections made by Levis 501"