Sleepless Night Page #5

ln 1983 the murders were in a small

area, now they're all over the city.

Why ?

ln your mother's case

there's a striking discrepancy...

with the nursery rhyme.

And then... the writing

on the car park attendant's hand.

- Hello.

- Ulisse ? lt's me, Giacomo.

This is Manni. Moretti is dead.

l think you'd better get over here.

His heart gave out: a sudden attack.

The autopsy confirmed it.

You were following

the investigation...

Just before he died,

he emptied his gun at someone.

- Who ?

- We don't know.

Why did he leave me on my own ?

Everyone who cares about me dies.

Everyone l care about dies.

You've got me. Giacomo.

Have a look !

l'm with you. l'm alive

and l intend to stay that way.

lt's Vincenzo's curse,

it's always with me.

-l've got to go, get out of here.

-What do you mean? -Just what l said.

We have to go by the theatre

to get my instrument.

What ?

l have to get my harp.

- l left it at the theatre last night.

- lnstrument ? Harp ?

Stop ! Leone !

Where are you going ?

l went to see Mrs. De Fabritiis,

bless her heart.

Come on, we'll give you a lift.

Come on. Get in.

Alright. Let's go in style !

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

- Where are you going? - Back home!

lt's all mine now,

that Mrs. De Fabritiis is dead.

Here. Leave me here.

- Thank you.

- Ciao, Leone.

Thank you.

You look like someone

who needs to get away from here.

lf we don't see each other again...

take care of yourself.

You too.

Gloria, stop !

- He forgot his wine.

- So ? What ?

- His wine ! - So ?

- You don't understand...

So go back and give it to him.

The two of you

can get drunk together.

Will you wait for me ?

Maybe...

Let's go out of here !

- What happened ? - l said go !

- Where ? - Just go !

Wait a second.

Look ! See that bag he's carrying ?

The Dwarf's in there.

- Giacomo ! - A puppet dwarf...

That's what l saw at the window.

A toy...

but it's not a toy.

Follow him

Stop.

Stop.

Let's go.

There is no name. What shall we do ?

- You call the police.

- Oh sh*t !

l left the phone in the car !

l'll be right back.

- Gloria ! - Yeah ?

- l'm staying.

l know you're there ! Leone !

Leone, don't play games with me.

Leone, l know you are here.

l saw you come in.

You won't go telling anyone,

will you.

- l'm afraid you have to end up

like that drunk. - No !

- Giacomo !

- Damn you !

Damn you !

lt's all your fault !

Open the door !

Dad !

Forgive me. Forgive me.

Lorenzo, it wasn't my fault.

l would never have wanted...

Dad !

l thought he wanted to kill me.

- What happened to you ?

- l was in the car...

and someone hit me on the head.

l passed out. Then Lorenzo arrived

and we climbed over the gate.

l must stop the bliding.

- How come you ended up here ?

- l found a telephone bill...

with this address.

Hello. l'm Lorenzo Betti.

Send an ambulance.

There are two dead and one wounded...

Via Moncalvo.

Ulisse had figured it out.

Do you remember the message he left ?

Why the murders of 1983

were all in our area

whereas the recent ones

are scattered all over the city ?

- The police are on their way.

- Because in 1983 the murderer...

was only a child.

Now he's an adult,

free to move around.

He can drive,

he can go wherever he likes...

Only a child would have taken

the nursery rhyme literally

and mistaken ''instrument''

for a musical instrument.

Lorenzo !

l've had enough of this !

l'm sorry about your father,

but he got what was coming to him.

- Let go !

- lf l don't, what will you do ?

Kill me ?

Like you killed my mother ?

What are you talking about ?

This is what l heard that day !

Mom ! No !

The hiss of your spray !

You have a dust allergy !

And your father knew what you did !

That's why he sent you abroad.

Switzerland, America.

He was always on your back to make

sure you wouldn't kill anyone else.

Today he came here looking for you.

He found the phone bill, not you.

Leone was here. He shot him point

blank, like he wanted to do to me.

To protect you and the family.

lt's his own fault he's dead.

He should have never gotten involved.

l was doing fine on my own.

My God ! Why did you call me ?

Why did you have me come back here ?

lt's a game between you and me.

You're my best friend,

just like when we were kids.

lt excited me to have you around,

to have you in the house.

l'm a ''bad boy''.

Then you got afraid

that l might find out too much,

- and you staged the poison scene.

- Me ? Afraid ?

That was just a trick,

so that nobody would suspect me.

Don't come near me or l'll slit her

throat, l'd have no problem doing it.

Take it easy.

- The police... They are coming.

- Sure. l'm the one who called them.

-You were the one who knocked me out.

-Yes, l am.

- Why did you do it ?

- Nasty stories !

Vincenzo read me a few lines

from his last novel.

There was a nursery rhyme that kept

going round and round in my head.

lt was about animals being killed.

So l killed animals too...

but my real nature was something

different. So l stole the book.

lt never occurred to anyone that

it could be a thirteen-year-old kid.

Even the victims trusted me.

l took them by surprise, from behind.

And Leone was your accomplice.

A nothing accomplice...

an alcoholic like you !

He came later, when l needed someone

to work the puppet.

l convinced him

it was just to play a trick...

on the people who had given

his old friend Vincenzo a bad time.

He believed me. He even had fun.

You should have seen him at the

cemetery when we stolen the body.

l created a perfect murder.

A Phantom Killer Dwarf.

And all of you

were completely fooled.

- Hey.

- Walk.

- Why you didn't kill for 1 7 years ?

- Who says l didn't ?

lf you go to New York or Geneva...

they know the nursery rhyme !

Please, Lorenzo !

Please, take it easy.

Let her go.

Let her go.

Let her go.

Maybe Moretti would have closed

that case before us.

Come on !

Gloria.

lt's ok. lt's all over.

Come on. You there !

lt's ok, Gloria.

Let's hope this is really

the end of it.

How the hell are we gonna put

the labels on this lot ?

Call the D.A.

Tell him to get over here right away.

Hold it !

And don't let anyone else in.

lt's already a f***ing mess here !

My God !

Checking all those unused phones

finally paid off.

Look what l've found...

The remains of the Dwarf !

l'm near the body of the young man,

shot by lnspector Manni.

The other two bodies appear

to be victims of a murder-suicide.

The break of day,

the farmer in his bed now lay.

With all his weapons in a heap,

now he can finally go to sleep.

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