Sleepless Night
- What's your name ?
- Giacomo Gallo.
Sit down.
l'll find who killed your mother,
even if it takes me all my life.
So, now tell me everything you saw.
Yeah, it's okay.
Even all night.
No, no, then it's another price.
You wanna know now ?
No, l won't do that !
That wasn't the deal !
Don't even try to touch me !
You can do this disgusting thing
with somebody else, not with me !
Come on, try it !
Try ! And l'll play
naughts and crosses on you !
And you know l will too.
l'm just as crazy as you.
All right... Enough ?
Sure it's enough.
l mean...
thanks.
Do you wanna play
one of my special game now ?
No ! l want to sleep.
Go away !
May l go to the toilet ?
l've killed lots of people
but they'll never catch me.
l've killed lots of people...
but they'll never catch me.
l've killed lots of people
but they'll never catch me.
''Death Farm.''
''He had always had to struggle
against his boundless urge to kill.
He could kill animals, but it
couldn't give you the sublime thrill
that taking the life
One day, he found that nursery rhyme
and his destiny would be fulfilled.''
l've killed lots of people...
but they'll never catch me.
The Dwarf murders ?
The Killer Dwarf.
Amanda ? lt's Angela !
Can you hear me ?
Yes, l'm on the train.
Listen, l was with a client,
a sadist.
He's a murderer.
No, no, he didn't hurt me.
But when l left his house,
l picked up by accident a blue file.
There's proof of murders
he's committed a long time ago.
Come and pick me up at the station,
will you ?
l'll be there in 35 minutes.
Maybe we can go to the police
together, okay ?
Bye Bye.
- Amanda !
- You're a thief !
- But you won't get far !
- l won't tell anyone !
Of course you won't, l'm going
to cut your tongue and your throat.
Where are you ?
l'm in a car.
l'm in the car with my boyfriend.
No, l hear that you're on a train.
Do you think to get away from me ?
l'll find you.
Wait me !
Listen... Hallo !
Hallo !
Excuse me, sir !
Please, wait !
Wait !
Wait !
- What's wrong ?
- Listen... this sounds crazy,
but l met a murderer, the one from
the Dwarf murders. Do you remember ?
- No, l don't.
- Well, l do.
Years ago, l was little.
They called him ''The Killer Dwarf''.
A few minutes ago, he called me
and said he was going to kill me !
- He's going to kill me !
- Alright, alright, now calm down.
- Where are you going ? - Garbio.
- There're no stops till Garbio.
lt's him ! l know it is !
Take it.
Hello ?
Yes... hold on. Amanda.
- Where are you going ? - ln the
first car. - Can l stay with you ?
Ok. Come on.
l'll be your bodyguard.
Wait... my bag.
No problem.
Amanda, l can't talk right now.
See you at the station.
Bye.
Mister !
- Help ! Help !
- Where is the file, you b*tch ?
- Give it to me !
- Help !
Help !
Help !
l don't know nothing.
''Garbio Station.''
- Excuse me, when does
the train leave ? - ln three minutes.
That's Angela's !
''l picked up a blue file...''
What are you doing ?
You're not supposed to do that.
You could break a leg !
- Are there police
here at the station ? - No, why ?
Wake up !
Come on, wake up, a**hole !
Where's my car ?
- What the f*** d'you want ?
- Where's my car ?
lt's a silver Compact !
lt was right here !
- The keys were in the ignition.
Now where is it ? - l don't know.
- You were here and didn't see ?
You had it stolen ! - Go screw !
l'm going to call the cops !
Dirty whore !
Where are the keys ?
Hi. lt's over here.
Oh my God !
- Sir, look. - Must have left
a helluva mark on the killer.
- Know what that means ? - No. What ?
- Figure she fought back,
under her nails is the killer's DNA.
- Manni, you take care of it, ok ?
l authorize
the removal of the corpses.
- Just send the complete report
tomorrow. - Right.
Make sure she gets a full manicure.
Said she'd met a murderer who
killed some people a long time ago.
- Say that again.
- She said something about a dwarf.
- A killer dwarf.
- The Dwarf case. lsn't he dead ?
Yes, he is. Go to the archives,
l want everything on that case. - Ok.
- Who was in charge of the case then?
- Ulisse Moretti. He was a genius.
Chief Moretti ?
Once upon a time... but now...
Do we know each other ?
There was a time there weren't
all these written reports.
Cops like you kept all in the heads.
Which is why we're here.
- lf l can be of help, l'd be happy.
- We'd like to know about the Dwarf.
- The Dwarf ? - The one who murdered
three women 1 7 years ago.
Marcello, before you were born.
You should remember him. You were
about to arrest him but he run away.
A few months later his body was found
in a river, almost unrecognizable,
except for his height
and his hunchback.
- He'd been shot in the head.
- Well, you've already got it all.
- There's nothing else in here.
- Sure ? You solved that case.
They promoted you too, but there was
still something to explain.
The gun was never found, the body
had been carried away by the current.
- Was it truly a suicide ?
- lt's a mystery.
lt's all in the records.
l don't know anything more.
My memory plays me some bad tricks
these days.
- Depending on the current,
as they say... - AC, DC. - Exactly.
When it's not a total blackout,
like today.
Oh, it's time for my medicine.
lt's for the old ticker, you know.
- Can l get you some coffee, maybe ?
- No, thanks.
By the way,
if you think of anything...
The Dwarf wrote thrillers, didn't he?
And one fine day he decided to make
his murder fantasies come true.
He might have kept it up for years
if it hadn't been for you, sir.
Yes, in another life.
The Dwarf !
lt's now midnight
and in my bed l toss and fight.
lt's now midnight
and in my bed l toss and fight.
l can't even remember
a stupid nursery rhyme anymore.
Short circuit ! And boom !
Everything was dark !
You're an idiot ! What kind of joke
was mewing when lights were out ?
-lt wasn't me. -And the mewing ?
-l'm going to get the lights back on.
- You coming? - Wait, l have to get
my sh*t together. - Get a move on !
- Wait. - l'll wait for you up there.
And hurry up. - Sure.
A**hole !
Beppe, you're back !
- Disappeared because you didn't want
to talk to the cops, right? - Piero.
- How much you think it's worth ?
- Looks like solid gold.
- Five hundred bucks? - l bet
it's worth five thousand bucks.
- Who's jacket is this ?
- lt's mine.
l took it off to climb up a ladder.
Something strange, sir.
She has one hand with long nails
and the other with nails
cut down to the quick.
- What are you doing here ?
- Nothing.
- l heard it on the radio.
The case was mine, once. - Once.
Can he stay, sir ?
So...
l saw a little person.
Maybe it was a shadow...
Maybe... l just imagined it...
- What was he like?
What was he wearing? - l don't know.
lt was too dark.
What are you doing here, Moretti?
Looking for a dead dwarf ?
- Maybe it's his ghost.
- Ghosts don't exist.
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