Mafia Page #4
- M
- Year:
- 1968
- 112 min
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What did you expect?
They want to squeeze a confession out of him.
I'm sure of it.
Don Mariano...
Don Mariano!
May I have a word?
I have to talk to you.
- Play... well, speak!
- In private!
In private with you'?!
And who are you, the Lord?
As you wish, then.
Let's go for a walk.
Don Mariano,
did you write that letter?
- Of course, don't worry.
- Thank you.
Zecchinetta sent me, and urged me
to tell you that his lips are sealed.
Zecchinetta'? Who is he? As far as I'm concerned,
he can spend his whole life in there.
That's what he said,
so that's what I'm telling you.
Parrineddu!
How was the game?
Well, I won... but they
blew the whistle on us all,
so I guess we all lost in the end.
You shouldn't have gone
What can you do now? Nothing.
I'm just saying that you're
dead in the heart of your friends.
- 34... 35... 36... - Let's go, Zecchinetta
The Captain wants to question you.
Just a moment, I have to do my exercises first.
- Move it!
- One moment, I need to do something...
Come on!
My respects, Captain!
I knew the Captain...
who was here before you.
A man of good heart!
Captain, if you want to beat me up,
I've something I must tell you first:
I suffered from pleurisy; they
took an x-ray, did you know that?
So, how are we doing, Mr. Marchica,
alias 'Zecchinetta'?
Given your past crimes, I can'! let you go.
However, no one will ever
know what you tell me.
And what do I have to tell you?
I want to get to those at the lop and
if you help me, you won't regret it.
- If only I could, Captain...
- Very well. So let's talk about the game.
We were playing just to pass the time.
There aren't any free women in this town!
And a wife just isn't enough.
A man who is content with just
For example, when I'm in bed with her,
I always think of Stalin. I don'! know why.
- How much did you lose?
- Mel?
- You.
- A little.
- How much is 'a little'?
- Let's say about twenty.
- Do you lose every day?
- No, some days I'm up.
- No, you're not the winning type.
- The testimony of your friends shows,
that in the last two weeks you lost around
- I won that money!
- Against who?
Someone from 'out of town', let's say.
My understanding is that the money you
lost at cards is money that Pizzuco gave you.
Why did Pizzuco pay you?
Captain, Pizzuco never gave me any money.
Whoever said that is a big...
- a bastard, I know!
- There, exactly!
So you won a game worth 200,000
lira against a foreigner,
and then you lost this money whilst
playing against friends. Is that so?
- Shall we say it was like that?
- Yeah, it was like that.
- Write that... put it all down.
- No, wait...
Marchica may want to clarify.
There's nothing to think about, Captain.
Liars need to think.
What I'm saying is the truth!
But you, Captain...
before you talk you have to think,
because you tell lies.
You tell lies for a living, of course!
- Yeah, yeah. You should be an actor.
- Heh, well...
- Yeah, why not? You've got talent!
- C'mon, you're teasing me, Captain!
- Where did you put the rifle?
- What? Which rifle?
The rifle with which you shot Nicolosi.
- Mel?
- Yes, you.
Nicolosi?
Captain! Me!?
"Me? Me? Me? Me?" - Don't you
know how to say anything other than 'Me'?
Ah, you didn't know Nicolosi?
Yeah, I knew him once...
but then...
Captain... a bit of that beer
wouldn't hurt, right?
Thanks, thanks!
You said that you 'knew' him - does it
mean that you know he's dead?
The marshal said that I killed him!
I said that you fired - but now
you just clarified that you killed him.
- Captain!
- Yes...
because, Marchica, you have been accused
of murdering Nicolosi.
Haven'! you realised?
Prove it! You need proof!
What motive would I have to do it?
Where is it?!
What is this motive?
The motive? Here it is: Nicolosi died because
he saw who killed Colasberna.
He had seen the killer.
- And who killed this Colasberna?
- You! Admit it, Zecchinetta: it was you!
Me? Me?! Pull out my fingernails,
and break my fingers...
and you'll have a great confession!
Let go! Leave me alone!
I'll jump out the window!
You're taking advantage because I'm alone...
Let go of me! Let go of me!
I can'! take it, cowards! I want to die!
Captain, if you'll allow me to go free,
I'll give you a nice present...
I'll give you the name of Colasberna's
killer, and the motive.
- We're listening.
- Nicolosi killed Colasberna...
because he caught him
in an awkward position!
- Such as?
- He was on top of his wife, Rosa...
they were lovers.
Everyone knew that they were lovers.
So then, tell me who killed Nicolosi, after he
killed Colasberna to protect his honour?
Nicolosi? Why are you saying that he's dead?
You should rather say he's missing!
To say that someone is dead, you need a body!
Captain, look for Nicolosi...
and let the innocent people like me go free.
Write it down! I'll sign everything!
I won't hold anything back!
So, after I'm done, can I go?
After I've signed the agreement?
I'm sorry, Mr. Marchica...
I'm afraid that you'll have to stay away from
your home and friends a little while longer.
Cut it out with this "Mr. Marchica".
Zecchinetta's my name, and I'm no "Mister".
Get a belt and thrash me!
Break my bones!
Anything but a "mister",
and why don't you drop the formalities!
Come on, Sergeant! Don't think
about my pleurisy, just beat me!
Don't even hope for it!
Read it and sign.
You're cruel-hearted, Captain.
Just because I have a black mark against me,
everything that happens
is Zecchinetta's fault.
But you're wrong.
I'm a gentleman.
I'm back on the right path.
And the names of those who saw
Colasberna and Rosa Nicolosi...
doing their filth out in the field?
Don't you want to know?
No. At the moment we're only
interested in knowing why...
- Pizzuco gave you 200,000 lira?
- Business!
Despicable! You're shameful, Zecchinetta.
You took just 200,000 lira for two hits.
Well, I'll get out of here, Captain,
I'm telling you - you're too arrogant!
Too arrogant!
Hey, does the Captain believe in God?
- Move it!
- So can Hake a pee now?
Go on, move it!
What did he mean by 'arrogant'?
that wants to know the truth.
Balloons for sale!
- Good day, Don Mariano.
- Good day.
Don Mariano... may I have a word?
They put a bomb in the Captain's car.
It's ready to explode.
Which car is it?
And where's Pizzuco?
He went inside the bar
to wait for the fireworks.
Greetings, Don Mariano.
And so, Don Pizzuco?
You're doing things your own way now?
Without my permission?
If Zecchinetta squeals,
I'll be the first that goes down.
- Who took care of the job?
- The boys.
The Captain...
Toruzzo...
So you think that with the Captain dead,
no one will question Zecchinetta any more'?
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