Mafia Page #6

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Captain, do you really

want to let him go free?

- Of course!

- Didn't the judge sign the arrest warrants?

I've got both of them in my pocket.

But Zecchinetta must enjoy a taste of freedom,

and I want him to do it in the main square,

in order to trick him and his friends.

Get out.

Sony, Captain! My release

must cause you great pain!

Who was it that you got yesterday?

- My respects, Don Vincenzo!

- Ah, so they released you, Zecchinetta?

Hello, my friend!

See you around.

- Yeah, yeah, see you!

- lgnazio!

- A nice sweet black coffee!

- At once.

Did I leave the window open?

Shall we have some fresh lemonade, General?

You wanted to know

who we arrested yesterday?

- A dear friend of yours, who you know very well.

- Me?

Pizzuco. Look up at Don Mariano's

terrace... Pizzuco isn't there...

You know, he told us a

lot of things about you...

- About me?

- He says that you do whatever he wants.

Your hand is shaking.

Drink up... drink this coffee slowly

so that you'll remember it...

They don'! make it as

good as that in prison, you know...

You've gone all pale!

Who played this trick on me?

Don Mariano?

- Damn cuckold!

- Your mother, wife and sister...

You'll pay for this with tears of blood!

You damn big cuckold...

They make the 'horn' sign

and they're all happy.

- Marshal!

- Here!

Prepare a false confession from Pizzuco.

It must say that it was

Zecchinetta who killed Colasberna.

This confession has to be like

a work of art!

Like an expos of the mafia code.

A confession such that when

Zecchinetta reads it, he feels betrayed.

- And if Pizzuco confesses first?

- No chance.

Zecchinetta goes down first.

Prepare the confession!

- And the signature?

- You want to put a real signature...

on a false confession?

You sign it!

It could be amusing for me;

I'm good at imitating handwriting!

You'll see:
it'll be a good job, Captain.

Yes, we should do it -

but without enjoying it too much,

and at least with a little bit of disgust.

Rosa, can we take a picture?

Let's take one, Rosa.

Come on, just one!

Hi Annuzza, how are you...

- Bless you, Don Mariano!

- I can wait; I'm in no hurry.

- Greetings, Don Mariano!

- Greetings...

Let's read all the bad news, right?

It seems as though someone's

looking for you.

Who is it?

Don Mariano, I'd like to

talk to you, if you don't mind?

- And who are you?

- Nicolosi's wife - don'! you remember?

Rosa, please, I'm trying to work here.

Excuse me,

but can I speak to you alone?

Alone?

You can'! here...

Tonight... when you're alone...

then I'll pay you a visit!

You're provoking me, girl-

what should I tell you?

If it's so urgent, tell me!

Speak, we're among friends here.

I heard that my husband is in Palermo.

Someone on a motorbike

came and told me this morning.

Palermo? Good!

Beautiful city. Lucky him!

Is he really in Palermo?

Is he in Palermo or here, under the ground?!

You still insist on questioning

me about where your husband is!

What am I, your pimp?

No! No, you are not my pimp!

I don'! have a pimp!

I have nothing to be ashamed of!

In Palermo it looks like they've uncovered

a house full of women, that kind of women...

from the cellar, all the way up

to the top floor. Nice, eh?

- We need to have one here, too!

- But you have to find the goods first?

There's some right there!

What is it?

Are you offended?

Nobody asked you!

The motorcycle was stolen.

A man that comes from Palermo

with a letter from your husband,

isn't the type that arrives riding

a stolen motorcycle. Understand?

A thief doesn't bring money to the

wife of a guy who is known at the pub.

He keeps it!

So, it was faked then?

Perhaps it's not even true that a

man brought money to the house?

- What?

- Yes, come in.

Maybe you're lying to help someone?

What do you mean 'someone'?

And who should I help?

Who can assure me that Don Mariano

didn't send you to purposely confuse things?

So that's what you think?

Even though I came here?!

Yes, but you also went to Don Mariano's.

And it wasn't to sell your eggs...

Bu! if it was your woman, wouldn't

you go to look and to ask everyone?

I'm doing it for my husband!

Just accept it:

they murdered him.

Yes, on the same day that

they killed Colasberna.

He was too dangerous alive.

But they want us to believe he's still alive.

And to save themselves,

they discredit you.

At the moment they're coming up

with a false testimony to make out...

that you were Colasberna's lover.

Yes, and sooner or later they'll let

the judge know about it.

I've only ever been with my husband.

No-one else has ever seen me naked!

OK, let's suppose that I'm mistaken,

and that he returns home...

and when he returns, what does he find?

A person that decent women

don'! stop to say hello to,

someone that men slop on the street, as if they

could take her to bed whenever they wanted!

Well, it's better that he doesn't return then...

Rosa, let these people hang!

Where do you think I live, Captain?!

I live among these people,

and when I walk past, it's as if they're

undressing me with their eyes. I feel naked!

When I tell you that eyewitnesses

saw Colasberna...

together with that woman,

Rosa Nicolosi,

it's a precise accusation,

about which there cannot be any doubt.

Sure, the cuckold - that is,

the husband, knew nothing...

Either that, or he pretended not to know anything.

This is something you should investigate.

So when the husband discovered them,

he killed Colasberna?

- Exactly!

- Sit down!

After being cuckolded, don't you think

he'd have wanted to kill the wife before the lover?

Perhaps he would?

If he's a man of honour he'll do it...

But is he a man of honour?

You should investigate this point, too.

So you're trying to tell me that the

deceased will come down from heaven...

or up from hell and kill his wife?

What a clown you are...

If he comes back,

he'll come back from Palermo.

You can't send money and

letters to the family from heaven!

But I think that someone else

sent that money to Rosa.

- Who would that be?

- Someone's who's alive. You, my dear!

- Me?

- Yes!

- I might have given her some money.

- Ah, you see?!

I brought her the money personally,

because I 'had' her in her house, if you will...

So, if you're Rosa's lover,

then you killed Colasberna...

out of jealousy, and the husband

because he discovered you both.

And Pizzuco ends up in jail forever.

Nonsense!

It can't be...

because I was with her after

the murder, and I also have the proof!

She's a hot blooded woman - you don'! know her.

She's money-hungry, wants everything!

But she has skin like velvet...

if I had the choice of how I wanted

to die, I'd choose to die on top of her!

Well done, Rosa! You were Pizzuco's

lover and you didn't tell us a thing.

- Lover? No. We'd just meet from time to time.

- They wan! to ruin me!

In short, Rosa, did you or didn't you

have a relationship with him? Yes or no?

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