Strip Nude for Your Killer (1975) Movie Script
- Hello?
She went into cardiac arrest.
- Help me take her to her place.
- You butcher1 But why her place?
Get over here right away.
When they find her here,
Leave me alone!
- Here comes some water!
- You got my towel wet.
- So, what do you think?
- You forgot to shave this morning.
Cut it out, already!
Get a load of her.
- She could give you a heart attack.
- I feel ill already.
- What a beauty.
- Damn!
- I want my mommy.
- Is that stuff real?
- Let us know if you need help.
- Right, fishing for pussy.
Excuse me, Miss.
Smile for the press.
Magnificent.
There we go.
There.
This angle is marvelous.
What a beauty.
Hi, Carlo.
- But I came here for you.
- Can I get you anything?
Cut it out.
Nature fascinates me.
idea of nature.
- Hands off!
But cut it out!
All right.
What might that be?
Usually girls will do anything
to be photographed by me.
Why?
Vogue? Elle?
What about them?
in the world, and I work for them.
- You sure about that?
- Of course.
Good, good.
Well...
- What do you mean?
Let me take you someplace nice.
- Where?
- To the sauna.
- Move that little tummy.
- Watch it!
- What are you doing?
- Time to get rid of this old rag.
In fact, it does more harm than good.
You need to let your skin breathe,
let your pores breathe.
- Look at those pores.
- Are you crazy? They could see us.
What do you care? This could be
the beginning of your career.
started by taking off their undies.
- Really?
- Come on. Hold still.
All done now.
Lie down. Come on.
- How should I lie?
- You look good in any position.
Wow! You look really great.
OK, just a moment.
Yes, like this.
- Like this?
Good girl. Like that.
- Why not?
It must be stuck.
So what now?
Actually, I have an idea.
What are you doing?
Are you crazy?
into an in-depth interview.
What if someone comes in?
- Go to hell.
- Where were we?
- Here.
- Pig.
- Anselmo?
- Yes, Magda.
Come here.
As I mentioned,
not for the screen tests today,
you should accentuate
the shadowing under her eyes.
And then blend the foundation
on her cheekbones to make it all lighter.
- Of course.
Remember that for tomorrow.
- OK, Magda.
Stop the presses, everyone!
Let them see you, darling.
This is Lucia.
What do you think, guys?
Another hooker, right?
with Patrizia, as planned.
Pay for your hookers
out of your own pocket.
How dare she?
- Calm down.
If you want to be a good photographer,
you have to be a bit more detached.
Learn to control yourself.
Above all, never question my choices!
OK?
Besides, take a good look.
I mean, are you kidding?
Just look at all this business.
Where are you going to fit
all that business?
- She really hates me.
Mario, take a few test shots
of Patrizia tonight.
- All right, Maestro.
- Come on. Behave.
Who do we have here?
My new discovery.
What do you say, Gisella?
Well, she might have potential.
Come with me to my office.
Come!
- What should I do?
- Go ahead.
Come here, Patrizia.
Our boss will take care of her.
Go on.
Get out of here.
Ask your wife, you ass.
Perfect.
And now look at me.
Come on. Look at me!
Waiter.
No, Mr Maurizio.
I already told you earlier
But the evening has just begun.
We had an agreement.
You can stay if you like,
but call me a cab, please.
Come on, Patrizia.
to leave me alone, are you?
Your wife is very demanding,
and rightly so.
I have to be well rested.
- Come on, Patrizia.
- Just a minute.
- Maybe next time.
The check, please.
- Well?
- Let me pay the bill.
Remember that I could do a lot for you.
Funny.
What are you doing here?
Well?
Patience, Maestro.
Well, look at that.
Do you think I could be a model too?
Take a look.
You be the judge.
Or am I missing something?
Not bad.
Turn around.
- Well?
But why on earth would you want
to become one of these bimbos?
As a photographer, you have a future.
As a model, your career would last
at most two or three years.
Well, put me to the test.
Like that.
Hang on.
After you, Princess.
Carlo, it was wonderful.
If you like, we can start all over.
You put the car in the alley.
Excellent parking job, my dear.
- Good for you. Give me the keys.
What an outfit.
Come on in.
Pour yourself a drink.
Make yourself at home.
I got the photograph you asked for.
Here it is.
in the agency a few years ago.
Me, Magda, Carlo, Gisella, Maurizio.
And that poor girl who was pregnant.
Poor thing.
She was so cute.
What are you doing?
The glass is overflowing!
What are you doing?
No, please.
What have I ever done to you?
I beg you!
Mario.
- Are you done?
- With the body? Yes, Prosecutor.
- Then they can remove it.
- All right. You can take it away.
All right, Chief.
This way, Prosecutor.
Why did you come here,
and what did you see?
Today was supposed to be
my first important photo session,
and Mario is...
was a photographer,
an assistant at the Albatross agency.
He asked me to pick him up.
So you were friends,
you and Mr Mario Ferreri?
In our line of work,
- You know what I mean, Chief?
- Had you ever been here before?
No, this was the first time.
so I asked the doorman.
I was in a hurry,
so I came up and knocked.
The door was open, so I came in.
I screamed, and then I fainted.
- Lift your leg.
- All right.
Get Rino to clean the running board!
Doris, act natural.
Open the fur coat a little.
Do I have to tell you everything?
Relax. Loosen up.
Magda, shine the spotlight on them.
- I know. Geez!
- Places!
- OK, turn it slowly.
Stefano, this is not a funeral!
That fur is worth millions!
and you have to let us see it.
The same goes for you, Doris.
You have to purr inside. Enjoy it!
- Enjoy it how?
- Like you have a cock between your legs!
- You crossed the line.
- Magda, the light should be indirect!
Put a French flag over them.
They look like corpses.
- Magda, can I have my robe?
- All right. All right, guys.
Please accept my apology.
- OK, I accept.
- Stefano, sorry. See you later, OK?
- Good. Drink some chamomile tea.
- All right.
- Try and relax.
- I will. Turn the lights off.
- Thank you, Chief.
Ferreri had been working for me
for two or three years now.
He was an assistant photographer
and also worked as a photographer
on the less demanding shoots.
Who are the regulars here
at the agency?
For some shoots,
I hire other photographers,
and the models are always changing.
But Mario Ferreri worked full time, right?
Yes, like Carlo Gunther
and Magda Cortis.
They basically work exclusively for me,
Concerning Ferreri, can you tell me
anything a little more...
Maybe he was friendlier
with someone in particular, for example?
You know what I mean,
Outside of this office,
about their private lives.
One notices certain things,
even unintentionally.
All I can say is that Mario seemed
to have no interest in women.
- Was he a homosexual?
All I said is that he showed
no interest in the girls.
So many girls come through here.
that he never approached any of them.
- Yes, of course.
Thank you for the excellent advice.
as little as possible, Mrs Mayer.
By the way, have you ever heard
of a Giulio de Castelli?
No. Why?
Is he a model?
He was a doctor.
He was killed a month ago
in the same way as Mario Ferreri.
Good day, Mrs Mayer.
My compliments.
My compliments, Miss.
Do you like it, you little whore?
Why am I a whore? Tell me!
Honestly!
What have I done to you? Tell me!
How long have you known him?
- How long have you been doing it?
He promised me he would
If you see him again,
How dare you?
Do you think you own me?
I want to be a fashion model,
not a kept woman or a slave.
I have to go.
I have a business dinner.
All you have to do
is wait here for me.
when I get back.
- Yes, Mistress.
That man could ruin you.
Remember it, for your own good.
If you let me work, I might listen.
to live without me.
What do you mean?
Do you think you can blackmail me?
You might regret it.
will be done out of friendship.
- I warned you!
Gisella, is that you?
Gisella?
Good morning.
You got back late last night.
- Good morning.
- How much sugar?
Just one teaspoon.
- And a drop of milk.
- Milk?
You want to ruin my coffee with milk?
- Do you insist?
- I insist. I want milk.
- Cold?
- Cold. Freezing.
Milk is good for you,
especially after a busy night.
Wait.
- Hurry it up, then.
The coffee will get cold.
- What are you doing?
- Restoring blood flow to my head.
You must be a little crazy.
Coffee is served, sultan.
I know your tricks.
Coffee in bed, the paper, full of solicitude.
Then you throw the dishes at us
and demand alimony.
Shut up and drink, you curmudgeon.
Good for you.
since you ruined it with milk.
I like it like this.
It has to do with chemistry.
A girl majoring in physics
explained it to me.
No point trying to explain it to you.
to know when a cup of coffee is good.
Milk in coffee is like water in wine.
It ruins it, plain and simple.
ASPIRING MODEL
SAVAGELY MURDERED
Savagely murd..
Damn. Look at this.
Murdered.
She was murdered just like Mario.
By a sadist.
A maniacal madman.
- Where did you meet her, Carlo?
- What?
You were the one
who brought her to the agency.
Listen.
Things are already too complicated.
- Let go!
- Do you understand?
That girl showed up on her own.
Gisella saw her and told her
she would give her a try.
- But I had never laid eyes on her.
- Let go of me.
- Are we clear?
- Yes.
- Do you understand?
Found in the trunk of her car
clutching this earring.
Hey, look at this.
Does this earring look familiar?
Carlo!
This earring...
So you, Carlo Gunther,
head photographer,
confirm you saw the victim,
Lucia Cerezer, for the first time
just two days ago
when she showed up at the agency.
Is that right?
Yes, for the first and last time.
So obviously
The doorman said
he saw you two arrive together.
Why is that?
I ran into her
at the entrance to the building.
I knew she must be coming
to the agency.
I found her here at the agency.
that girl in for an interview.
Maybe someone else brought her in.
Mario Ferreri, for instance.
Of course.
Mario Ferreri.
He can no longer testify.
would you mind telling us
where you were yesterday evening?
First, I was here at work.
Then I had a business dinner
at the Majestic.
You can verify that if you like.
So yesterday evening,
you had no opportunity
to see Lucia Cerezer, naturally.
I have nothing to add.
I have a lot of work to do,
and the police are wasting my time.
you have no reason to stay.
Two murders have been committed.
Both victims worked for you.
Just a minute.
That remains to be seen.
That poor girl only came
to the agency once.
Only once, yes.
But it was fatal to her.
Too many coincidences,
too many dead bodies.
Besides, you had promised her
some work.
I said I would give her a try out.
Please make sure
you remain available for questioning.
Of course, Chief.
You can reach me anytime.
- Goodbye, Chief.
Hang on a second, Gisella.
- How could this happen?
- You have the nerve to ask me?
Of course! She was with you,
But you brought her here,
But I know!
You know what?
What do you know, you bitch?
Stop it!
I have no intention
of tolerating your behavior.
- It was you, again!
Doris!
- Can I give you a ride?
On the contrary.
- Get in, please. Do me a favor.
- Come on. Be nice.
- Honestly!
Why should I?
Please, Doris.
- Well, what is it?
- What do you mean? Where then?
- Where we can talk in private.
Just be patient.
What are you doing?
You have nothing to fear with me.
- I should have been a race driver.
- Mr...
Fast cars excite me.
- Not at all. Please let me out.
- I told you. I have to talk to you.
Not here, not here.
- Where are you taking me?
Let me out, please.
Watch out.
Listen to the motor purr.
- I know how to handle cars.
- Careful!
- What are you doing?
- Relax!
Maurizio, will you please stop?
Stop! Enough, stop!
Be patient.
I want out now!
Be a good girl.
- All right, all right.
- Let me out!
About time!
- I never want to see your face again!
I want a taxi, everyone! Help!
- I want to show you something nice.
Be nice.
I want to show you something.
- Right, intimate.
Come in. Look around.
What do you say?
Why did you bring me here?
Get your hands off me.
When did you come here?
A couple of times with your wife.
- I have to go now!
- No, please!
How much do you want?
100? 200? Half a million?
Take whatever you want,
but you have to make love to me.
You have to make love to me, Doris.
What do you take me for?
And what about your wife?
If she found out that I cuckolded her
and came here with you,
I know Gisella.
My wife.
Do you think she cares about me?
but I know she would never
forgive me for such a betrayal.
Hello? Hello?
Must have been a wrong number.
Do you understand?
Watch out!
- Get off me!
- I could kill you, you know!
- All right. Do whatever you want.
- Really? Do you want it too?
- Yes.
- Wait!
Wait a minute!
Let me take it off.
Yes, please!
- Take it off.
- All right.
- Take it off.
- What about you?
Yes, me too. Look.
Good boy.
There.
- Come on.
- Good boy.
- Here I am.
- Come on. Hurry up.
- Here I am.
- Come on.
- What?
- Nothing ever happens.
Come on.
Mommy.
Why do you want your mommy?
Why is it always like this?
- Easy for you to say.
Come on. It happens.
No need to be so dramatic.
My mother said that sooner or later
- Come zip up my dress.
- Of course.
- Come on. Good boy.
- Here I am.
- Listen, Doris.
God forbid.
- Good.
- Thank you.
There you go.
Here, Doris.
This is for you.
I made you a promise.
Why? You made love to me.
You were nice.
If your wife finds out
you spent a lot of money,
she may force you to tell her why.
for the pleasure of sinning
and to cuckold my boss.
- Can I give you a ride?
Best not to be seen together.
- Bye.
- Bye.
You were very nice, Doris.
Mommy.
I can only do it with you.
Only with you.
- Is this your husband?
- Yes.
And what have the police done so far?
Well, Chief?
The police have done something,
Mrs Mayer.
Take a good look at this earring.
Could it be yours, perhaps?
No.
Are you sure
Mrs Mayer, are you all right?
You understand.
I understand, Mrs Mayer.
May I leave now, Prosecutor?
Of course.
Think about it.
First a photographer, then a model,
then the owner of the agency.
The key to everything, Mrs Mayer,
is at the Albatross agency.
You must help us find that key.
Hello? The Albatross agency.
Who is this?
That's irrelevant, Mrs Mayer
Who is this? What do you want?
/ know a lot about you.
If you want me to keep quiet,
/ want ten mi/ion
within the next two days.
- Ten million within the next two days?
- Yes.
- But how can I do that?
Any newspaper would pay a lot more.
Nothing is impossible.
Bring it to me two days from now
at 10pm.
Via Mozart, under the overpass.
Two days from now at 10pm,
Via Mozart, under the overpass.
Who is it?
Who is it?
Well, who is it?
113. State the nature
of your emergency.
Will you open the door?
Finally.
No use hiding the other man
No, wait, I want to show you something.
Come here.
- Now what?
- Hush.
- Hurry.
Well, what is it?
Look.
- Look.
The earring.
Here.
- It could be.
- It could be?
- There must be tons of them around.
The key to everything
has to be connected to the agency.
- What?
How is it possible?
That means...
The killer must be one of us.
Why not?
One of us.
It could be me.
- Or you.
Or Gisella.
Four men.
Two are already gone.
I could be the third victim.
Becoming the third corpse
would really bust my balls.
The earring
and then that phone call.
Well, what did you hear?
She made a date in Via Mozart.
If they talked about money,
it must be some kind of deal.
A deal for ten million lire.
Are you crazy?
The police are always trouble.
more pleasant to think about?
Come on.
Take this stuff off.
You always have so many clothes on.
Damn it.
You...
Carlo... damn you.
You may be right, but the chief
is going to scream his head off.
He must have reached the street
by now.
and get more men over here.
Maybe a couple of search lights too.
- Did you find him?
- Officer 71 calling Dispatch.
- This is Dispatch. Come in.
Scissors.
Bandage.
- I agree, Professor.
I still think we should keep him
under observation for a while.
- Yes.
You never know with head wounds.
Take him to his room
and let him rest.
- Are you done?
- Yes.
- Are you going out with Nando tonight?
- No, I have to work overtime.
Another lonely night.
- Hello? Who is this?
Carlo, where are you?
What happened?
Nothing.
The police chief was here.
He was looking for you.
He was there?
What did he want?
- He said they killed Gisella.
- Yes, /know
Carlo, where are you?
Are you OK?
Listen to me.
But I can barely move.
Do as I tell you.
In the alley by the agency,
- Yes, of course.
- Go get it and develop it right away.
Do it right away.
at the agency, OK?
- Carlo? How are you?
Tell me how it went.
I found the film.
It was where you said.
Yes.
I already developed it, yes.
The negatives are perfect.
Of course I know how.
- Yes, I did.
- Did you print the photos?
Yes, of course.
Of course I looked.
On the negative, you can see...
Hello? Magda?
Answer me! What happened?
Carlo, the lights went off.
What should I do?
But in the cupboard near the door,
- Go get it. Quickly.
- OK, but you stay right there.
- OK but hurry.
- Stay on the line.
Hello? Magda?
Hello?
I found it. Now what?
The fuse box is near the halt
Flip the switch. Be quick.
OK, Carlo, but you stay there.
Do you hear me?
Go on, I said.
OK. Wait there.
Magda! What happened?
Hello? Hello?
Magda! Answer me!
kidnappers escaped
in a stolen Alfa 2000.
From the traces of blood
found on the back seat of the car,
it seems that at least one
of the kidnappers was wounded
And now some breaking news
from Milan.
terrorizing the city with his crimes
has struck again.
This evening,
under the Via Mozart overpass,
on the outskirts of the city,
a woman was savagely murdered
It was Gisella Pozzani,
32 years old.
She owned
the Albatross modeling agency,
which appears to be at the center
of this string of crimes.
was killed last night.
For those unfamiliar with the case,
there have been five brutal murders,
which can all be attributed
to the same person.
The first to fall victim
was a doctor, Giulio de Castelli
The second victim
was Mario Ferreri
a photographer working
for the Albatross agency.
The third victim was an aspiring model,
Lucia Cerezer,
also somehow connected
to the same agency.
These murders have put the entire city
on high alert.
In a recent interview,
the prosecutor in charge of the case
declared that the police
have intensified their investigation,
and that they have finally gathered
some solid evidence.
Have you heard about Gisella?
Her too.
But Stefano, how can you not see it?
These are terrible times.
You know,
but I ran into Maurizio
the other day.
It was the very day he was killed.
He tried to pick me up
on the street.
Who knows what the poor guy
was thinking.
He wanted to take me to their cottage,
that one outside the city.
Of course, I declined.
Believe it or not,
that man made a move...
He made a move on all the girls,
poor guy.
I almost felt sorry for him.
Magda!
Damn it!
Stefano.
But...
to meet her?
Why do you treat me like this?
What have I done to you?
- What did I do?
- You talk too much, bitch!
Stefano, not to I only talk to you,
anybody else.
I love you.
even the most humiliating things.
- Oh, shut up.
I love you, Stefano.
Take me away.
I thought I locked all the doors.
Oh, God! The light.
Stefano, are you sure you locked the door
when you came home?
Stefano!
Answer me!
Stefano, is that you?
My God!
Magda.
Wake up!
Wake up.
Come on. Hurry up.
Where are we going?
There.
Quiet! Keep quiet!
Just a few more steps.
Come on.
Damn it!
Here we are.
- Come on.
There you go.
Wait a second.
There, there.
- Are you spraying me with water?
- Come on. Wake up.
My head hurts.
They must have given you
a whole bottle of whiskey.
- You smell like a drunken sailor.
- It hurts.
Come on, Magda.
Can you sit up?
Wake up, beautiful.
- I think I feel better.
- Really?
- OK.
Get up.
We have to get out of here.
- Why not?
Carlo, darling.
Have I ever told you I love you?
this bullshit now?
We have other things to do.
Do you know the man
in the picture is Stefano?
Yes, I saw it,
but Stefano has been killed too.
- Killed?
- Yes, killed. And Doris as well.
- Doris?
- Yes, Doris!
Stefano was blackmailing Gisella.
He knew something.
But when Gisella was killed,
he was 15 feet ahead of her.
The killer struck her from behind.
Look here.
- See? Here you can only see Stefano.
But I saw the killer.
It was the same man
- Does he want to kill us all?
- It appears that way.
I bet it was the same person
who attacked you
to throw suspicion on you.
is water gushing from a tap.
No, forget the police.
First I have to be sure about something.
- In front of the agency.
- It must be here.
- What do you expect to find here?
Later, later.
Just relax, OK?
Carlo, help!
- Are you OK? Are you hurt?
Get in the car.
Come on. Hurry.
Patrizia.
Eveline.
You... damn you.
You killed her.
It was you.
And you...
You were supposed to be
the last to pay.
Eveline. You remember her, right?
- Her sister?
They were more than just sisters.
Their bond was unhealthy.
They were... different.
Then Eveline got pregnant.
While she was getting an abortion,
she died of cardiac arrest.
- And Patrizia was traumatized.
- Actually, she went crazy.
She took it out on us at the agency,
as if we had killed her.
Of course.
- But who got her pregnant?
- I have no idea.
I just hooked her up with a doctor,
a friend of mine.
- I scared you, right?
Never do that again.
Let me comfort you.
- That would never have happened to me.
- Really?
I take the pill.
There. Good girl.
- Carlo, what are you doing?
- Like this.
- No, Carlo!
She went into cardiac arrest.
- Help me take her to her place.
- You butcher1 But why her place?
Get over here right away.
When they find her here,
Leave me alone!
- Here comes some water!
- You got my towel wet.
- So, what do you think?
- You forgot to shave this morning.
Cut it out, already!
Get a load of her.
- She could give you a heart attack.
- I feel ill already.
- What a beauty.
- Damn!
- I want my mommy.
- Is that stuff real?
- Let us know if you need help.
- Right, fishing for pussy.
Excuse me, Miss.
Smile for the press.
Magnificent.
There we go.
There.
This angle is marvelous.
What a beauty.
Hi, Carlo.
- But I came here for you.
- Can I get you anything?
Cut it out.
Nature fascinates me.
idea of nature.
- Hands off!
But cut it out!
All right.
What might that be?
Usually girls will do anything
to be photographed by me.
Why?
Vogue? Elle?
What about them?
in the world, and I work for them.
- You sure about that?
- Of course.
Good, good.
Well...
- What do you mean?
Let me take you someplace nice.
- Where?
- To the sauna.
- Move that little tummy.
- Watch it!
- What are you doing?
- Time to get rid of this old rag.
In fact, it does more harm than good.
You need to let your skin breathe,
let your pores breathe.
- Look at those pores.
- Are you crazy? They could see us.
What do you care? This could be
the beginning of your career.
started by taking off their undies.
- Really?
- Come on. Hold still.
All done now.
Lie down. Come on.
- How should I lie?
- You look good in any position.
Wow! You look really great.
OK, just a moment.
Yes, like this.
- Like this?
Good girl. Like that.
- Why not?
It must be stuck.
So what now?
Actually, I have an idea.
What are you doing?
Are you crazy?
into an in-depth interview.
What if someone comes in?
- Go to hell.
- Where were we?
- Here.
- Pig.
- Anselmo?
- Yes, Magda.
Come here.
As I mentioned,
not for the screen tests today,
you should accentuate
the shadowing under her eyes.
And then blend the foundation
on her cheekbones to make it all lighter.
- Of course.
Remember that for tomorrow.
- OK, Magda.
Stop the presses, everyone!
Let them see you, darling.
This is Lucia.
What do you think, guys?
Another hooker, right?
with Patrizia, as planned.
Pay for your hookers
out of your own pocket.
How dare she?
- Calm down.
If you want to be a good photographer,
you have to be a bit more detached.
Learn to control yourself.
Above all, never question my choices!
OK?
Besides, take a good look.
I mean, are you kidding?
Just look at all this business.
Where are you going to fit
all that business?
- She really hates me.
Mario, take a few test shots
of Patrizia tonight.
- All right, Maestro.
- Come on. Behave.
Who do we have here?
My new discovery.
What do you say, Gisella?
Well, she might have potential.
Come with me to my office.
Come!
- What should I do?
- Go ahead.
Come here, Patrizia.
Our boss will take care of her.
Go on.
Get out of here.
Ask your wife, you ass.
Perfect.
And now look at me.
Come on. Look at me!
Waiter.
No, Mr Maurizio.
I already told you earlier
But the evening has just begun.
We had an agreement.
You can stay if you like,
but call me a cab, please.
Come on, Patrizia.
to leave me alone, are you?
Your wife is very demanding,
and rightly so.
I have to be well rested.
- Come on, Patrizia.
- Just a minute.
- Maybe next time.
The check, please.
- Well?
- Let me pay the bill.
Remember that I could do a lot for you.
Funny.
What are you doing here?
Well?
Patience, Maestro.
Well, look at that.
Do you think I could be a model too?
Take a look.
You be the judge.
Or am I missing something?
Not bad.
Turn around.
- Well?
But why on earth would you want
to become one of these bimbos?
As a photographer, you have a future.
As a model, your career would last
at most two or three years.
Well, put me to the test.
Like that.
Hang on.
After you, Princess.
Carlo, it was wonderful.
If you like, we can start all over.
You put the car in the alley.
Excellent parking job, my dear.
- Good for you. Give me the keys.
What an outfit.
Come on in.
Pour yourself a drink.
Make yourself at home.
I got the photograph you asked for.
Here it is.
in the agency a few years ago.
Me, Magda, Carlo, Gisella, Maurizio.
And that poor girl who was pregnant.
Poor thing.
She was so cute.
What are you doing?
The glass is overflowing!
What are you doing?
No, please.
What have I ever done to you?
I beg you!
Mario.
- Are you done?
- With the body? Yes, Prosecutor.
- Then they can remove it.
- All right. You can take it away.
All right, Chief.
This way, Prosecutor.
Why did you come here,
and what did you see?
Today was supposed to be
my first important photo session,
and Mario is...
was a photographer,
an assistant at the Albatross agency.
He asked me to pick him up.
So you were friends,
you and Mr Mario Ferreri?
In our line of work,
- You know what I mean, Chief?
- Had you ever been here before?
No, this was the first time.
so I asked the doorman.
I was in a hurry,
so I came up and knocked.
The door was open, so I came in.
I screamed, and then I fainted.
- Lift your leg.
- All right.
Get Rino to clean the running board!
Doris, act natural.
Open the fur coat a little.
Do I have to tell you everything?
Relax. Loosen up.
Magda, shine the spotlight on them.
- I know. Geez!
- Places!
- OK, turn it slowly.
Stefano, this is not a funeral!
That fur is worth millions!
and you have to let us see it.
The same goes for you, Doris.
You have to purr inside. Enjoy it!
- Enjoy it how?
- Like you have a cock between your legs!
- You crossed the line.
- Magda, the light should be indirect!
Put a French flag over them.
They look like corpses.
- Magda, can I have my robe?
- All right. All right, guys.
Please accept my apology.
- OK, I accept.
- Stefano, sorry. See you later, OK?
- Good. Drink some chamomile tea.
- All right.
- Try and relax.
- I will. Turn the lights off.
- Thank you, Chief.
Ferreri had been working for me
for two or three years now.
He was an assistant photographer
and also worked as a photographer
on the less demanding shoots.
Who are the regulars here
at the agency?
For some shoots,
I hire other photographers,
and the models are always changing.
But Mario Ferreri worked full time, right?
Yes, like Carlo Gunther
and Magda Cortis.
They basically work exclusively for me,
Concerning Ferreri, can you tell me
anything a little more...
Maybe he was friendlier
with someone in particular, for example?
You know what I mean,
Outside of this office,
about their private lives.
One notices certain things,
even unintentionally.
All I can say is that Mario seemed
to have no interest in women.
- Was he a homosexual?
All I said is that he showed
no interest in the girls.
So many girls come through here.
that he never approached any of them.
- Yes, of course.
Thank you for the excellent advice.
as little as possible, Mrs Mayer.
By the way, have you ever heard
of a Giulio de Castelli?
No. Why?
Is he a model?
He was a doctor.
He was killed a month ago
in the same way as Mario Ferreri.
Good day, Mrs Mayer.
My compliments.
My compliments, Miss.
Do you like it, you little whore?
Why am I a whore? Tell me!
Honestly!
What have I done to you? Tell me!
How long have you known him?
- How long have you been doing it?
He promised me he would
If you see him again,
How dare you?
Do you think you own me?
I want to be a fashion model,
not a kept woman or a slave.
I have to go.
I have a business dinner.
All you have to do
is wait here for me.
when I get back.
- Yes, Mistress.
That man could ruin you.
Remember it, for your own good.
If you let me work, I might listen.
to live without me.
What do you mean?
Do you think you can blackmail me?
You might regret it.
will be done out of friendship.
- I warned you!
Gisella, is that you?
Gisella?
Good morning.
You got back late last night.
- Good morning.
- How much sugar?
Just one teaspoon.
- And a drop of milk.
- Milk?
You want to ruin my coffee with milk?
- Do you insist?
- I insist. I want milk.
- Cold?
- Cold. Freezing.
Milk is good for you,
especially after a busy night.
Wait.
- Hurry it up, then.
The coffee will get cold.
- What are you doing?
- Restoring blood flow to my head.
You must be a little crazy.
Coffee is served, sultan.
I know your tricks.
Coffee in bed, the paper, full of solicitude.
Then you throw the dishes at us
and demand alimony.
Shut up and drink, you curmudgeon.
Good for you.
since you ruined it with milk.
I like it like this.
It has to do with chemistry.
A girl majoring in physics
explained it to me.
No point trying to explain it to you.
to know when a cup of coffee is good.
Milk in coffee is like water in wine.
It ruins it, plain and simple.
ASPIRING MODEL
SAVAGELY MURDERED
Savagely murd..
Damn. Look at this.
Murdered.
She was murdered just like Mario.
By a sadist.
A maniacal madman.
- Where did you meet her, Carlo?
- What?
You were the one
who brought her to the agency.
Listen.
Things are already too complicated.
- Let go!
- Do you understand?
That girl showed up on her own.
Gisella saw her and told her
she would give her a try.
- But I had never laid eyes on her.
- Let go of me.
- Are we clear?
- Yes.
- Do you understand?
Found in the trunk of her car
clutching this earring.
Hey, look at this.
Does this earring look familiar?
Carlo!
This earring...
So you, Carlo Gunther,
head photographer,
confirm you saw the victim,
Lucia Cerezer, for the first time
just two days ago
when she showed up at the agency.
Is that right?
Yes, for the first and last time.
So obviously
The doorman said
he saw you two arrive together.
Why is that?
I ran into her
at the entrance to the building.
I knew she must be coming
to the agency.
I found her here at the agency.
that girl in for an interview.
Maybe someone else brought her in.
Mario Ferreri, for instance.
Of course.
Mario Ferreri.
He can no longer testify.
would you mind telling us
where you were yesterday evening?
First, I was here at work.
Then I had a business dinner
at the Majestic.
You can verify that if you like.
So yesterday evening,
you had no opportunity
to see Lucia Cerezer, naturally.
I have nothing to add.
I have a lot of work to do,
and the police are wasting my time.
you have no reason to stay.
Two murders have been committed.
Both victims worked for you.
Just a minute.
That remains to be seen.
That poor girl only came
to the agency once.
Only once, yes.
But it was fatal to her.
Too many coincidences,
too many dead bodies.
Besides, you had promised her
some work.
I said I would give her a try out.
Please make sure
you remain available for questioning.
Of course, Chief.
You can reach me anytime.
- Goodbye, Chief.
Hang on a second, Gisella.
- How could this happen?
- You have the nerve to ask me?
Of course! She was with you,
But you brought her here,
But I know!
You know what?
What do you know, you bitch?
Stop it!
I have no intention
of tolerating your behavior.
- It was you, again!
Doris!
- Can I give you a ride?
On the contrary.
- Get in, please. Do me a favor.
- Come on. Be nice.
- Honestly!
Why should I?
Please, Doris.
- Well, what is it?
- What do you mean? Where then?
- Where we can talk in private.
Just be patient.
What are you doing?
You have nothing to fear with me.
- I should have been a race driver.
- Mr...
Fast cars excite me.
- Not at all. Please let me out.
- I told you. I have to talk to you.
Not here, not here.
- Where are you taking me?
Let me out, please.
Watch out.
Listen to the motor purr.
- I know how to handle cars.
- Careful!
- What are you doing?
- Relax!
Maurizio, will you please stop?
Stop! Enough, stop!
Be patient.
I want out now!
Be a good girl.
- All right, all right.
- Let me out!
About time!
- I never want to see your face again!
I want a taxi, everyone! Help!
- I want to show you something nice.
Be nice.
I want to show you something.
- Right, intimate.
Come in. Look around.
What do you say?
Why did you bring me here?
Get your hands off me.
When did you come here?
A couple of times with your wife.
- I have to go now!
- No, please!
How much do you want?
100? 200? Half a million?
Take whatever you want,
but you have to make love to me.
You have to make love to me, Doris.
What do you take me for?
And what about your wife?
If she found out that I cuckolded her
and came here with you,
I know Gisella.
My wife.
Do you think she cares about me?
but I know she would never
forgive me for such a betrayal.
Hello? Hello?
Must have been a wrong number.
Do you understand?
Watch out!
- Get off me!
- I could kill you, you know!
- All right. Do whatever you want.
- Really? Do you want it too?
- Yes.
- Wait!
Wait a minute!
Let me take it off.
Yes, please!
- Take it off.
- All right.
- Take it off.
- What about you?
Yes, me too. Look.
Good boy.
There.
- Come on.
- Good boy.
- Here I am.
- Come on. Hurry up.
- Here I am.
- Come on.
- What?
- Nothing ever happens.
Come on.
Mommy.
Why do you want your mommy?
Why is it always like this?
- Easy for you to say.
Come on. It happens.
No need to be so dramatic.
My mother said that sooner or later
- Come zip up my dress.
- Of course.
- Come on. Good boy.
- Here I am.
- Listen, Doris.
God forbid.
- Good.
- Thank you.
There you go.
Here, Doris.
This is for you.
I made you a promise.
Why? You made love to me.
You were nice.
If your wife finds out
you spent a lot of money,
she may force you to tell her why.
for the pleasure of sinning
and to cuckold my boss.
- Can I give you a ride?
Best not to be seen together.
- Bye.
- Bye.
You were very nice, Doris.
Mommy.
I can only do it with you.
Only with you.
- Is this your husband?
- Yes.
And what have the police done so far?
Well, Chief?
The police have done something,
Mrs Mayer.
Take a good look at this earring.
Could it be yours, perhaps?
No.
Are you sure
Mrs Mayer, are you all right?
You understand.
I understand, Mrs Mayer.
May I leave now, Prosecutor?
Of course.
Think about it.
First a photographer, then a model,
then the owner of the agency.
The key to everything, Mrs Mayer,
is at the Albatross agency.
You must help us find that key.
Hello? The Albatross agency.
Who is this?
That's irrelevant, Mrs Mayer
Who is this? What do you want?
/ know a lot about you.
If you want me to keep quiet,
/ want ten mi/ion
within the next two days.
- Ten million within the next two days?
- Yes.
- But how can I do that?
Any newspaper would pay a lot more.
Nothing is impossible.
Bring it to me two days from now
at 10pm.
Via Mozart, under the overpass.
Two days from now at 10pm,
Via Mozart, under the overpass.
Who is it?
Who is it?
Well, who is it?
113. State the nature
of your emergency.
Will you open the door?
Finally.
No use hiding the other man
No, wait, I want to show you something.
Come here.
- Now what?
- Hush.
- Hurry.
Well, what is it?
Look.
- Look.
The earring.
Here.
- It could be.
- It could be?
- There must be tons of them around.
The key to everything
has to be connected to the agency.
- What?
How is it possible?
That means...
The killer must be one of us.
Why not?
One of us.
It could be me.
- Or you.
Or Gisella.
Four men.
Two are already gone.
I could be the third victim.
Becoming the third corpse
would really bust my balls.
The earring
and then that phone call.
Well, what did you hear?
She made a date in Via Mozart.
If they talked about money,
it must be some kind of deal.
A deal for ten million lire.
Are you crazy?
The police are always trouble.
more pleasant to think about?
Come on.
Take this stuff off.
You always have so many clothes on.
Damn it.
You...
Carlo... damn you.
You may be right, but the chief
is going to scream his head off.
He must have reached the street
by now.
and get more men over here.
Maybe a couple of search lights too.
- Did you find him?
- Officer 71 calling Dispatch.
- This is Dispatch. Come in.
Scissors.
Bandage.
- I agree, Professor.
I still think we should keep him
under observation for a while.
- Yes.
You never know with head wounds.
Take him to his room
and let him rest.
- Are you done?
- Yes.
- Are you going out with Nando tonight?
- No, I have to work overtime.
Another lonely night.
- Hello? Who is this?
Carlo, where are you?
What happened?
Nothing.
The police chief was here.
He was looking for you.
He was there?
What did he want?
- He said they killed Gisella.
- Yes, /know
Carlo, where are you?
Are you OK?
Listen to me.
But I can barely move.
Do as I tell you.
In the alley by the agency,
- Yes, of course.
- Go get it and develop it right away.
Do it right away.
at the agency, OK?
- Carlo? How are you?
Tell me how it went.
I found the film.
It was where you said.
Yes.
I already developed it, yes.
The negatives are perfect.
Of course I know how.
- Yes, I did.
- Did you print the photos?
Yes, of course.
Of course I looked.
On the negative, you can see...
Hello? Magda?
Answer me! What happened?
Carlo, the lights went off.
What should I do?
But in the cupboard near the door,
- Go get it. Quickly.
- OK, but you stay right there.
- OK but hurry.
- Stay on the line.
Hello? Magda?
Hello?
I found it. Now what?
The fuse box is near the halt
Flip the switch. Be quick.
OK, Carlo, but you stay there.
Do you hear me?
Go on, I said.
OK. Wait there.
Magda! What happened?
Hello? Hello?
Magda! Answer me!
kidnappers escaped
in a stolen Alfa 2000.
From the traces of blood
found on the back seat of the car,
it seems that at least one
of the kidnappers was wounded
And now some breaking news
from Milan.
terrorizing the city with his crimes
has struck again.
This evening,
under the Via Mozart overpass,
on the outskirts of the city,
a woman was savagely murdered
It was Gisella Pozzani,
32 years old.
She owned
the Albatross modeling agency,
which appears to be at the center
of this string of crimes.
was killed last night.
For those unfamiliar with the case,
there have been five brutal murders,
which can all be attributed
to the same person.
The first to fall victim
was a doctor, Giulio de Castelli
The second victim
was Mario Ferreri
a photographer working
for the Albatross agency.
The third victim was an aspiring model,
Lucia Cerezer,
also somehow connected
to the same agency.
These murders have put the entire city
on high alert.
In a recent interview,
the prosecutor in charge of the case
declared that the police
have intensified their investigation,
and that they have finally gathered
some solid evidence.
Have you heard about Gisella?
Her too.
But Stefano, how can you not see it?
These are terrible times.
You know,
but I ran into Maurizio
the other day.
It was the very day he was killed.
He tried to pick me up
on the street.
Who knows what the poor guy
was thinking.
He wanted to take me to their cottage,
that one outside the city.
Of course, I declined.
Believe it or not,
that man made a move...
He made a move on all the girls,
poor guy.
I almost felt sorry for him.
Magda!
Damn it!
Stefano.
But...
to meet her?
Why do you treat me like this?
What have I done to you?
- What did I do?
- You talk too much, bitch!
Stefano, not to I only talk to you,
anybody else.
I love you.
even the most humiliating things.
- Oh, shut up.
I love you, Stefano.
Take me away.
I thought I locked all the doors.
Oh, God! The light.
Stefano, are you sure you locked the door
when you came home?
Stefano!
Answer me!
Stefano, is that you?
My God!
Magda.
Wake up!
Wake up.
Come on. Hurry up.
Where are we going?
There.
Quiet! Keep quiet!
Just a few more steps.
Come on.
Damn it!
Here we are.
- Come on.
There you go.
Wait a second.
There, there.
- Are you spraying me with water?
- Come on. Wake up.
My head hurts.
They must have given you
a whole bottle of whiskey.
- You smell like a drunken sailor.
- It hurts.
Come on, Magda.
Can you sit up?
Wake up, beautiful.
- I think I feel better.
- Really?
- OK.
Get up.
We have to get out of here.
- Why not?
Carlo, darling.
Have I ever told you I love you?
this bullshit now?
We have other things to do.
Do you know the man
in the picture is Stefano?
Yes, I saw it,
but Stefano has been killed too.
- Killed?
- Yes, killed. And Doris as well.
- Doris?
- Yes, Doris!
Stefano was blackmailing Gisella.
He knew something.
But when Gisella was killed,
he was 15 feet ahead of her.
The killer struck her from behind.
Look here.
- See? Here you can only see Stefano.
But I saw the killer.
It was the same man
- Does he want to kill us all?
- It appears that way.
I bet it was the same person
who attacked you
to throw suspicion on you.
is water gushing from a tap.
No, forget the police.
First I have to be sure about something.
- In front of the agency.
- It must be here.
- What do you expect to find here?
Later, later.
Just relax, OK?
Carlo, help!
- Are you OK? Are you hurt?
Get in the car.
Come on. Hurry.
Patrizia.
Eveline.
You... damn you.
You killed her.
It was you.
And you...
You were supposed to be
the last to pay.
Eveline. You remember her, right?
- Her sister?
They were more than just sisters.
Their bond was unhealthy.
They were... different.
Then Eveline got pregnant.
While she was getting an abortion,
she died of cardiac arrest.
- And Patrizia was traumatized.
- Actually, she went crazy.
She took it out on us at the agency,
as if we had killed her.
Of course.
- But who got her pregnant?
- I have no idea.
I just hooked her up with a doctor,
a friend of mine.
- I scared you, right?
Never do that again.
Let me comfort you.
- That would never have happened to me.
- Really?
I take the pill.
There. Good girl.
- Carlo, what are you doing?
- Like this.
- No, Carlo!