Anna, quel particolare piacere Page #3

Can't I even do that?

- Where's the money?

- What money?

The bread, the dough, the cash...

The money you steal every day.

What have you got in your head, sawdust?

You still think you're at the cash desk

in that lurid bar in your hometown

raking-off on capuccinos?

In our organisation the accounts

must be right to the penny.

Listen, do you prefer returning the money

or meeting with Riccardo personally?

I don't understand.

That's to brighten up your ideas.

So?

That money's mine, it's my money!

Don't say that, you know...

- Don't say that again!

- I need it.

I'm expecting a child.

You're expecting what?

- A child!

- A child?

Whose would it be?

Mine... just mine.

- You must have an abortion.

- No, I don't want to!

Whether you want to or not,

you'll do what I say!

You like it, eh?

You don't turn up your nose anymore!

You played the precious one,

but you're the same as all the others!

I hate you, I hate you!

It's all your fault,

you brought me down to this level!

It wasn't me,

I was just the starting point.

You couldn't wait, stuck behind

that cash desk in Bergamo.

That's not true!

You're an idiot ifyou

think you can want out!

They'll kill you, and your

bastard will die anyway.

The injections aren't enough,

it's in too advanced a state.

There's nothing to be done but a small,

clean curettage operation.

- What are you waiting for?

- Where, here?

Bring her to my

surgery in half an hour.

Come on, get dressed.

- Now what's up?

- I'm not coming!

I don't have time to waste.

Come on, move it!

Mr Guido Salvi?

You'll have to come with us.

This is crazy, what have I done?

There's an Interpol arrest

warrant out for you.

- What happened?

- They took Guido, I don't know why.

You've got money?

This is all I could scrape together.

Thank you,

where do you intend going?

To Rome, to a friend of mine.

- Good luck.

- Thanks again!

Hello, sir. Something to drink?

Make yourself comfortable.

- You know, I thought you were out oftown.

- That's what everybody thinks.

Tell me, how are things?

One thing's for sure,

Zuco's got a hand in it.

- He's lost his head.

- Like Guido.

Now the Albino's corpse is a

cannonball that could drown you.

The Albino's record

might push the investigation

in the right direction.

There's more:
the Albino sang

to the cops at Customs that day

and gave them Guido's name.

You know what they're like...

they love riddles!

But there are riddles and riddles!

Do they have a chance offiguring it out?

If Zuco helps him, I'm afraid so.

No, he's not been stupid so far.

Not so far, but if they arrest him

and lean on him, who knows?

Zuco's not the man he was,

he's finished.

Now tell me,

how's Guido taking it?

He's a bit nervous,

but all in all he's handling itwell.

And he'll handle it tothe hilt,

he's a good man.

- You can rest easy.

- There's something worrying him.

He wants to know what's up

with his girl, Anna.

Who knows? She's vanished...

and I can't get too involved now.

Right, so far you haven't been named.

But carry on being cautious.

She could either get him off or

get him put away for 30 years.

She was with him when he

blew the Albino away.

Now I understand why Guido

wanted news of her.

No, too dangerous.

It's better to lose her than find her.

As long as she's out and causes

no trouble, lets forget her.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

- Hello.

- Hello.

He's just fallen asleep.

- You shouldn't have.

- Oh, come on!

Doesn't it seem like this mum's

already begun to spoil her son?

You're right, madam. It's time

he went back to the nursery.

- So soon?

- You've got to rest too.

- You have something to tell me, yes?

- It's not good news.

Start with the bad news,

I'm used to it!

I'm leaving for New York.

My husband worked as a

researcher in a major industry.

And that's bad news, in your opinion?

Yes, I'm leaving you here,

with no friends...

And with a babe in arms, you mean?

Thanks to your help

the worst may be over.

- I'll manage to get by.

- Are you interested in books?

- To read?

- No, to sell.

Take it. My husband's friend has

a bookshop and needs a cashier.

You'll have to do the accounts too,

but you'll be paid separately for that.

- It's a good job, you'll see.

- So, I'll get myself some culture too!

The other news?

It's him, isn't it?

they'd given him a life sentence.

Please, leave me alone!

I've got one proposition for you,

but only one.

- Go on, lets hear it.

- Vanish from the scene.

You got me to come all this

way just to tell me that?

Take it or leave it.

Ifyou accept I'll send you to South

America, I've got influential friends there.

- What happens if I don't accept?

- Not my business.

Count the number of friends you

have left and give me an answer.

This is worse than an insult,

and I won't forgive you.

- They hit a tree.

- Don't move!

- I could kill you.

- Come on, shoot.

Or get lost.

Farewell, you ugly bastard.

Son of a b*tch!

Nothing doing, not here either.

Lets try the Policlinico.

Quicker, quicker!

You go, there's another 2 outside.

- Doctor, where can we take him?

- To the reanimation room, quick!

Sister, there's a sick boy.

Impossible, there's been an

accident, they're all operating.

- We can't do anything here.

- He's stopped breathing.

He's stopped breathing,

he's stopped breathing.

Sister, please help me.

My son's dying!

- There isn't a bed...

- What now?

Doctor, I beg you.

My baby's not breathing.

- Do something.

- Free up room 2 for me.

- But doctor!

- That one's just got a fracture!

I've got to do a tracheotomy here.

- What did he say?

- Wait here.

- Has he got to operate?

- Immediately.

- Is it really necessary?

- There's not a moment to lose.

Don't worry, it'll all be fine.

He's a doctor, he knows what he's doing.

At least, lets hope so!

Sit down... you shouldn't, but you

can stay here till tomorrow morning.

He's still under anaesthetic,

but it went well.

He's out of danger, you can

take him home in a week.

- Doctor, thank you!

- No, what are you doing?

But for you my son would have died,

I'm sure!

If it hadn't been me, it'd have been

someone else. That's the way life is.

- Doctor.

- Yes, I'm coming.

A mechanical miracle...

Do you want it, doctor?

It's the latest from Japan.

Buy a monkey,

make your children happy!

It doesn't cost much!

It plays, dances and bows, a marvel!

The tambourine monkey.

Poor thing, she's tired

and doesn't want to play.

- Are you my dad?

- No, why?

I don't know my dad.

Are you sure it's not you?

Mummy, did you see the

present the doctor gave me?

Anna, wait!

I quickly went to Paolo's, but you'd left.

Now he's better

they won't allow me to stay.

I've got to go at the end

of visiting hours as well.

Rules aside, it's best

that they send you away.

You've been in there for a week...

If things go on like this Paolo

will get better but you'll get sick!

Apart from that, I was looking

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