Diabolicamente... Letizia Page #3

May I know?

That you are a scoundrel.

A mean and untrustworthy being.

I was a stupid,

believing in your attentions,

- in your hypocritical caresses.

- Micaela, be reasonable. Listen to me.

Let's talk.

Everyone can hear now.

- Now you have qualms!

- Stop it! What have I done?

You're trying to get rid of me.

You spend your time

rubbing like a dog in heat

with these two whores I keep at home!

- What evidence do you have?

- The photos.

The photos you had someone take

while you were cuckolding me!

Enough. You will now stop

having fun behind my back.

I'll drive you all out!

This is my house.

This is my house!

Here we are.

Now I'll show you your filthy feats.

Let's see if you can deny evidence.

Where are they?

Where are they?

They were here, I myself left them here

under the cushion,

within a white envelope.

Who took the photos?

Who entered in this room?

On this bed there were the photos

exposing you and those two whores.

They were here. I've been

watching them until I came downstairs

because I heard you arrive.

Will you look at me when I talk to you?

Enough. You need

to horn in on everywhere.

Your sick imagination

makes you see what isn't there.

Micaela, listen to me.

It is time to make a decision.

You must be examined.

You must be cured.

We will be away for some time.

I love you.

- I see you worried.

- Are you surprised?

I don't see why.

Everything will get back to normal.

And then there's me.

You're right.

There's no other explanation.

She's had a nervous breakdown.

- You can't waste any more time.

- May I?

Architect, may I take the tray back?

And a man gave me this envelope for you.

- Thank you.

- Just doing my duty.

- What shall I do? Shall I go?

- Yes, please.

What about the bill? Aren't you

paying? I can add it to your account.

- Take these.

- Architect, are you under austerity?

No tip?

- Take this, and leave. - Fine. Remember,

never mistreat the working classes.

Especially today, with the crisis,

the capital and the workforce should be allied.

No kidding.

But then...

I think I understand everything now.

It's a typical case.

It was guilt that made her aggressive.

Your wife was scared

that you could find out her unnatural bias.

This may be true.

But I believe that, behind this story,

there is someone who wants

to ruin me. I'll find him.

This is unimportant now.

What is important,

is to convince her to be cured

without wasting any more time.

Goodbye. If you need any help,

do count on me.

Goodbye, Letizia,

and stand by her, of course.

Look.

This is a surprise!

You bought the motorbike.

Get on.

- If you're scared, hold on me.

Go, young man!

- Sure, madam.

- I swear.

Liar.

You dare to swear,

you who cheated on me with my husband

in this room, behind my back!

- Madam! - Shut up, little whore,

I won't believe anything you say.

I will find those photos.

And you won't be able to deny.

None of you, filthy traitors,

will be able to deny!

Now leave!

- Micaela!

- Enough! Enough!

Don't try to persuade me.

You're the worst!

Poor girl.

Stop you.

Nothing can be done now.

Let's call the police.

Architect, you can't feel responsible

for the end of that poor girl.

It was an accident. She put a foot wrong,

and then she rolled downhill

and ended up against that tree.

Her death was immediate.

Head injury.

Unfortunately, it can happen.

- You're right.

- Excuse me.

- We're done, inspector.

- Fine. I'm coming.

Goodbye, architect. If the necessity

arises, you will be summoned.

Goodbye.

Goodnight, miss.

I may have to summon you

as well.

Where is Micaela?

Where do you want her to be?

She must be sleeping.

- If you don't mind, I'm going too.

- Of course.

I will soon be revenged.

I will destroy you.

I will destroy you.

Micaela!

Calm down!

She was there!

I saw her!

- What did you see?

- I saw her!

- Calm down.

- She came from that wall.

There is nobody!

How can I convince you?

- Micaela!

- I saw her!

- Here she is.

- What are you doing there?

Move on!

Call someone!

Call an ambulance,

hurry up! Idiot.

Giovanni, I'll be away for some time,

I don't know how long.

I have decided to shut the villa.

I am sorry for you,

but you'll have to quit.

You can see there's no need for you

now. When we are back,

and if the villa re-opens,

and you are available, I'll be glad

to take you back.

Take these.

Please.

Thank you.

Why are you so worried?

Aunt will be better,

and everything will be back

to normal.

Remember that life goes on,

and must be lived.

You're right.

- Hello? - Morgue speaking.

The corpse of arch. Martinozzi is here.

Thank you.

You took your revenge, mother.

- I was waiting for you.

- I knew that.

- There is nobody anymore in this house.

- I know that.

- Have you come to collect your share?

- Yes.

I had to remedy many mistakes

of yours.

Parapsychology.

Good for amateurs.

And you acted as an amateur,

because you relied more

on that book than on

your master's teachings.

Since when your aunt left you

in that sordid college I directed,

I have cultivated hate in you against her,

and I introduced you to the occult.

But you've only made mistakes.

You think you can resolve

everything with sex?

B*tch!

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