Interrabang Page #4

but I've lost her now.

And there's nothing you

can do about it?

Sure I could,

but I don't want to.

Will you kill me?

You know where the body is?

It's there!

No, there!

I don't know where it is... I don't know

where it is because I didn't kill him!

I also had a woman once!

What is he up to?

And now I don't have one any more!

Valeria!

- Take it, it's my good luck charm.

- Is it a gift?

No, gifts are too definitive,

I don't like that word.

- I'm going, goodbye, Valeria.

- Goodbye, Marco.

Good luck.

That bastard isn't coming back,

and we're in danger!

Don't talk nonsense.

Marco just happens to be here, like us.

Sure, he swam here and at any minute

he'll head back to the continent.

- They'll catch him, you'll see.

- The police?

- Sure, but we won't be alive to see it.

- Stop it...

If you're trying to scare me,

I'm already in pieces.

Did you know Valeria

saw the dead cop as well?

Nothing surprises me any more.

Marco saw it as well...

- In fact, he knows where it is now.

- Did you see it?

No, thank God I at least have

this advantage over both of you.

Am I seeing things?

That's the police boat from before!

Valeria! The megaphone!

It's the police!

Valeria hurry!

The megaphone!

Call them!

- I don't see the woman.

- The captain is also missing.

Lucky youth!

If I could go back in time...

Three months of work, and done!

They call that work!

Nice breasts!

Wait here, I'll go and see.

That idiot has a lot of explaining to do!

She has to tell us why

she didn't call the police.

You're here!

What are you playing at?

- Why didn't you call the police?

- Someone's taken the batteries...

The horn doesn't work, either.

This isn't funny any more.

It's obvious,

I know who it was...

- He's waiting for the right moment.

- Who? Fabrizio?

Fabrizio has nothing to do with this...

That fool doesn't give a damn!

That's his part in all of this.

It's his damned habit of never

missing a chance!

I'm talking about Marco.

We can't go on like this.

If something is going to happen...

Then let it happen!

I'm going to look for him, then we'll know.

Pointless heroism.

Let's wait a little longer...

- Or we can go back in the dinghy.

- Sure, and spend the night at sea!

- Then we'll wait, he'll be back.

- It'll be too late.

- Do you know where Marco is?

- I'm not telling you.

It doesn't matter.

- I know where to find him.

- Don't go...

Don't go!

It's too dangerous, you fool!

Marco?

You're here.

I'm here.

What do you want?

- Why did you come?

- I knew you were waiting for someone.

Not just someone,

I was waiting for you.

You're beautiful.

You're the most beautiful of all!

Let go of me!

I want to know who you are?

- Someone who loves you.

- I want to know who you are?

I'm Marco!

Why don't you kill us?

- It's not the right time.

- What are you waiting for?

When the boat can leave,

I'll kill all of you!

Tell me about yourself.

Tell me how you killed your woman?

I didn't kill her.

To me she was already dead.

Don't move.

Listen...

I've got something very

important to tell you...

I have to kill you...

In the name of someone who hates you,

someone you made suffer...

Every woman has made someone suffer,

perhaps a man, or perhaps another woman...

For me it's like getting a clear order

from those who've suffered.

I have to kill you.

I have to kill you!

It could have been so much easier.

Sleep.

Just like that...

Don't move, stay as you are.

Don't wake up, okay?

You have such a beautiful name!

Don't be stupid!

Did you take care of Margerita?

Did you do it?

Or didn't you have the nerve?

Margerita is...

And Valeria?

It will be her turn soon.

Beautiful!

Then, I wasn't mistaken...

The first impression is always

the right one...

Your poems confused me.

You read a lot in there,

to kill the boredom.

Do you know who Francis Scott

Fitzgerald was? He was a writer...

A man I'd like to have resembled.

I'm rich, you know!

I know... Do you know what Scott

Fitzgerald would've said about you?

That you have the nose of an aristocrat,

but you have a vulgar heart.

- And what's your heart like?

- It's a strange heart...

Weak, sick...

- A broken heart, or the heart of a coward?

- A lonely heart.

We'll take you to the continent,

10,000 Lira, and protection up to Milan!

I'm sorry, but I can't accept,

we'll never make it!

I know it's difficult but I must kill you.

I want to kill you.

I can kill you.

I must kill you.

No, not in the dark, I'm scared!

Sooner or later, we're all given

an important task to do...

Try to understand.

Listen carefully.

How did it go?

You're finally back.

It's been nerve-racking waiting

for you, but it worked.

Let's hurry.

- You take the wheel.

- The dinghy?

We'll leave it here,

it will make it more believable.

- Put some fuel in the tank.

- What's the point?

- You know it's full.

- I'll pull up the anchor.

Do something!

Help!

Finish it!

Finish it!

- Look straight ahead, don't turn around.

- Why?

There's blood in the water.

It's terrible.

Now it's our turn,

and this is the hardest part.

I wouldn't go back to the port, too many

people saw you leave as a group.

We'll stick to the original plan,

isn't that the golden rule?

Never change plans.

It's the police.

We're being followed.

Was this also part of your plan?

I planned for it.

Slow down...

Actually, no, head towards them.

Something wrong?

You should never have left

us alone with that psychopath!

Please, explain yourself?

- Margerita, Anna and Fabrizio...

- Calm down.

- We were here thirty minutes ago.

- Calm down.

We tried to call you but then

he arrived and tried to steal the boat!

The others are still there.

- Do you need any help?

- No, we can make it there ourselves.

We're going to have a look, you two make

yourselves available to the authorities.

Of course...

- I don't get it?

- I do...

Well, lieutenant...

As you've heard, it seems

he's killed some more people.

It's a shame because we picked him up

an hour ago on the other side of the island...

Otherwise I might well have believed him.

- Are you going to let them go?

- Where can they go?

I'm really curious to know how

this is going to end.

There are a lot of crazy

people out there.

They've gone, we've done it.

We'll have to give a statement...

They might question us but we'll go

to Milan straight after, and then...

There's a safe full of diamonds

and a large cheque...

I know where it is.

We'll go to Lebanon...

We'll start a new life there.

A life I knew how to play

right down to the last.

No more tragedy, no more drama,

just love, dancing, living, playing, everything!

And you with me.

You, my man, my invention.

And what if I don't want

to run away with you?

Why wouldn't you?

I wouldn't feel like your invention anymore.

Okay, you win,

you're not my invention anymore...

You're just my man.

And then?

And if I wanted a lot more

than we agreed on?

Okay, a lot more.

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