We Still Kill the Old Way Page #5

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keeps its beak in the ground?

I don't know.

The widow.

- Tell me something...

war widows as well?

- Sure.

I won't let you.

Why are you laughing, idiot?

- It's a difficult alliance, complicated...

Paolino...

what are you doing here?

Two hours...

two hours, blessed son!

You kept me waiting like a fool.

The Judge was here too.

Why?

I have some good news for you.

The father and the brothers of the...

The father and the brothers

of the servant have an alibi.

I discovered it.

They'll be released tomorrow morning.

I went to their farm.

I found the witnesses and persuaded

them to talk, one by one.

In short,

I succeeded where you failed.

You're smart.

We must celebrate tonight, Paolino.

Do you want to come with me?

Will you really come with me?

Where?

There are two of them,

just outside the village.

Two what?

Two single girls...

they drive an Alfa 2000 with

Florence license plates...

I'll get the car ready.

Make sure they don't notice you,

otherwise they'll follow us.

Listen...

are you scared?

Good, Paolo.

That's how friends are made.

My car is outside, on the corner.

Good evening.

- Good evening.

Get in.

Come on, get in.

I received this letter this evening.

It's a death threat.

- Close your door.

Close it.

I inherited a habit from

your poor cousin Roscio...

That's nice.

I keep a diary.

Up-to-the-minute...

I keep this diary locked away

in my office at the college...

in Palermo.

They were here.

I don't see them anymore...

They'll be in that car there.

- No, it was a white Alfa.

Go home.

Go back to your mother...

and leave Luisa alone,

understood?

I'm spending the night with a woman.

I know who you're going to see...

Luisa Roscio.

Her husband's only been dead two months,

and she already needs...

I'm going to see the

high-priest tomorrow morning...

To your uncle.

- Please, listen...

don't do anything rash.

I must go to Palermo...

tomorrow you'll know why,

but let me go now.

Bye.

Professor, I've never taken

you to Palermo. Don't worry...

I won't say a word.

- Thanks.

The hotel is there.

- Thanks.

You don't even need ID.

Salvatore, do you want some melons?

- No, thank you.

Okay, goodbye,

and not a word.

I'll take care of it.

Is there a telephone?

- No.

Thanks.

Can I make a call, please?

Come in, it's on the right.

Thank you.

Hello?

Is commissioner Baldi there?

This is Professor Laurana,

it's something urgent.

Ah, it's you.

I need to talk to you immediately.

No, I can't talk on the phone.

It's too early.

I know, I'm sorry.

Okay, okay.

At midday.

I'll pass by the station, okay.

It's something urgent.

Bye.

Hello, Luisa.

There have been some developments.

Shall we meet?

- Okay, where?

At Villa Bonanno?

Yes, right away.

Where did you sleep?

I slept in a hotel here in Palermo.

- Why?

Yesterday evening, your cousin...

he frightened me.

- How?

They wanted to take me away in a car,

but I was smarter than them.

I told him I kept a diary detailing

everything I did, day-by-day.

It's not true.

Understand?

It's not true.

I made an appointment to see a friend

of mine in the police this morning.

When?

Midday.

Let's give this some thought...

Are you having doubts right now?

You're accusing my cousin

of killing my husband.

Either way, my family would

be ruined by the scandal.

What if they don't arrest him?

He has powerful friends.

I know him.

He'd seek revenge.

Let's stop here for a while,

and pretend nothing's happened...

and that no one's after us.

What's going on between

you and your cousin?

Why?

What have they told you?

- The others, nothing.

Forgive me, but it almost feels like...

there's almost an understanding between you two.

I was his lover.

Are you still?

No.

Was this before or after

you married Roscio?

Before.

We fell in love when we were kids...

but cousins can't marry, unless

they get permission from the church.

My uncle, the high-priest,

didn't allow it.

Roscio...

I never loved him.

Served and respected, yes.

But I never loved him.

He only ever thought of

me as a body.

What's wrong?

Do you feel ill?

No, I can't tell you everything.

I can't!

I feel sick.

Luisa...

No.

Why not?

Get in.

Give me the key to

the safety deposit box.

Nothing to tell me?

I began to understand a few days

before she stopped mourning.

I knew straight away, because Roscio's

servant is the mother of my aunt's servant.

Look who's here.

Good morning.

They really created a masterpiece.

What a pleasure it is to

see you again, Your Honour.

Good morning, Your Excellency.

They created a real masterpiece.

I'm going to explode if

I don't talk to someone.

Who do you want to talk about?

- The person you were talking about earlier.

Who were we talking about?

- Poor Laurana.

What about poor Laurana?

- Poor innocent, he didn't know a thing.

Bite my finger.

Bite it...

You're like Swedes,

but we're in Sicily, Italy.

I heard something that must remain

between us regarding Laurana...

He was an idiot.

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