Mafia Page #3
- M
- Year:
- 1968
- 112 min
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I'm sorry, Captain, but it's my experience
that makes me a bit controversial.
You're still enthusiastic
and without kids at university...
Who is our informer here?
Parrineddu, I'm here.
At your orders, Captain.
At your service, Captain.
Parrineddu, do you know where
Colasberna was killed?
Yes, he was found dead there.
Murdered.
- By who?
- By who...
Wake up! I asked you who?
- If only I knew...
- So what do you know?
Captain, let's not talk here.
Let's gel away from the road.
I need to stay alive, Captain.
It's in the interests of justice.
Yes, sir, there are plenty of Captains and
Carabinieri - but informers are rare.
They mustn't be sent off to the
slaughter due to hastiness!
Look, if you don't give up what you know,
I'll send you to the butchers right away!
Look, I'm running out of patience with you.
Have you seen Rosa Nicolosi?
She's watching us.
She's switched off the light but
she's still spying.
She wants to know the identities of the two people
talking near the spot where he died.
Forget Rosa Nicolosi.
Talk instead!
Talk, talk, talk! Captain, the informer
merely hints, he doesn't reveal.
The real truth lies between a thousand lies,
because the informer doesn't trust the Carabinieri.
And you told me just now that
if I didn't talk...
tomorrow you'd tell the killers that
I betrayed them? Right, Captain?
- And so? - Or you can summon me
to court, as a witness.
- No. I can assure you.
- But who knows?
My betrayal would no longer be a necessity,
and would instead turn into disgrace.
Captain, betrayal is a living for me.
This evening I betray the mafia,
tomorrow the Carabineri.
It's balanced.
A little bit for everyone!
Good, now get to the point.
The order came from the cement,
but who was to shoot was decided by a card game.
Two shots, and a cuckold met
the King of Diamonds.
It's not true that cuckolds are lucky!
- And so the cuckold is Nicolosi?
- Easy, Captain! Not so fast...
We're talking about an imaginary cuckold.
Nameless, just simply a cuckold.
But whosoever murdered Colasberna, killed him
because of cement, and not for honour.
Careful, Captain.
There is a catch, but you can'! see it.
So, Parrineddu, you're also in with them?
Captain, if you're not happy with me
and don'! want to give me the money,
you can pay me another time
when you feel more satisfied.
How do you manage to be an informer?
You... you're scared stiff!
There's always a little bit of fear, no?
Or perhaps not for you?
Look, with the help of your information,
before I arrived here,
the previous person in charge arrested two
fugitives and a smuggler.
Why so much small talk this time,
Parrineddu?
Is it ho! stuff?
So they're big shots, eh?
Powerful people?
Captain, cement or honour... you can ask
the name of the King of Diamonds...
to that pretty woman.
If you can find a way.
- Rosa! Rosa Nicolosi!
- Who is it?
- Captain Bellodi.
- What do you want?
I need to talk to you.
I'm sorry, I have bad news for you.
Your husband's been killed.
They shot him.
We don't know who it was,
but we're searching for them.
Zecchinetta!
It was him!
Zecchinetta'?
He killed Colasberna?
- Yes! - Your husband saw him
and he knew that he'd been seen?
I told him when I heard the shots...
I told him...
Don't leave the house!
Don't go out!
Why didn't he listen to me'?
Why didn't he listen to me?
No, no, Rosa! Calm yourself,
it's not true! It's not true...
I made it up...
We still don'! know anything
about your husband.
I needed a name...
I'm sorry.
How could you?!
You do what you want, eh?
- I have to find the killer.
- And my husband? Where is he?
We're still searching for him.
So, that morning after he saw Zecchinetta
what did he do?
I know, I know
what you want to say to me...
You want to say to me:
"Go to hell, you dirty cop".
You shouldn't have said what you
did to me... that he was dead. .
It's not a joke.
Who is this 'Zecchinetta'?
It's not his real name.
He's called that because
he plays cards, right?
The name, Rosa!
I don't know.
Didn't your husband ever tell you?
- No.
- And you've never seen him in person?
No.
And why did you go to see Don Mariano?
To see whether I could sell him
something... some eggs.
Now...
The plot for 200 million lira
goes to you.
The one for 250 million is for La Stella.
It's a nice dowry for his daughter's wedding.
We'll leave the 50 million plot to the
brothers of our late friend Salvatore Colasberna.
Martino, the bishop's nephew,
expected some too. .
I don'! want to ruin the bishop's nephew!
The plot for 50 million is for the
Colasberna brothers.
There's nothing better to help forget
the dead... than economic difficulties.
They'll lose everything they have.
They'll be inspected every day
with routine checks and then...
occasionally, some little accidents as well.
As for Martino, I'll give him
Waste has good returns.
No of fence, but his Excellency had
already promised that contract to my cousin.
His Excellency can't promise anything.
He can only handle his affairs...
because I take care of things here.
And he handles Rome.
- I agree.
- OK.
OK with me also.
Memo.
Hey, it's lively out there...
Look how the Captain's trying
to do his best.
They've arrested someone.
Geraci, Cinisi, Passatempo...
- And Zecchinetta!
- Zecchinetta? - Yeah...
- And who's that one?
- Parrineddu.
What happened?
- He said they were playing zecchinetta [cards]
- Where?
At Parrineddu's house.
You can tell His Excellency, that it isn't
good to have a gung-ho Captain like him here.
Saro, bring up some ice cream.
Ignazio! Five ice creams!
Look at that... greeting each other...
My respects... my respects...
and here they are still, these
big shots, they're not going anywhere.
Perhaps they're wondering if I've arrested
those guys for gambling or for something else.
We need to let them know.
Captain, do you plan to let
those we arrested walk free?
- Absolutely!
- And Parrineddu, right?
- Sure, him too, otherwise he's done for
- Shall we let them go, then'?
Not right away, later.
All... except for one.
and the Carabinieri never came before.
But it's the first time they've played
at Parrineddu's house.
That's true.
So, Zecchinetta goes to play at Parrineddu's
house... and then the cops arrive...
The captain's watching us...
with binoculars.
I don't like binoculars...
What are you doing?
You think you know me?
Yeah, look at me... look at my profile too!
You're a nobody!
Try and touch us, if you have the guts...
Don'! assume that
these cops are all stupid!
There are those that can tear out
your tongue, along with all your secrets:
men who were born cops,
just as others were born priests.
Bellodi is one that was born a cop...
Parrineddu on the other hand...
was born a spy.
Zecchinetta hasn't come out yet.
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